An ethereal female voice came from the depths of the barrier, and only the sound could be heard, but no human figure could be seen, and the rhythmic sound mixed with the surroundings sounded.

After the voice fell, there was no other noise, and the rhythm around it became more and more frequent.

What Zheng Ming felt now was not sleepy, but felt that his whole brain was about to explode.

The lines in the field of vision also began to become messy as the consciousness became unstable, and there was no regularity at all.

"Little master, you can't escape, but there is still a way for you to temporarily resist this sound killing array!" The old man's voice sounded at the right time, and the bracelet was constantly trembling.

"Tell me what to do!"

Zheng Ming didn't have the energy to listen to what it said at all, but vaguely heard it say what could be done.

"You endure a little pain. ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the beads on the bracelet suddenly detached and galloped towards the bamboo not far away.

What it's going to do, no one knows.

"Ahh

The voices around him became louder and denser, Zheng Ming knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, feeling that something was tearing his nerves, and blood lines gradually flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Before he knew it, a bamboo fell quietly, and when it fell, the branch hit the other bamboo, and the other bamboo was knocked down in an instant.

The bamboos in the distance slapped like dominoes one after another, and the tall bamboos were overwhelmed and broken by laziness.

Zheng Ming can't perceive the surrounding scene now, the whole brain is chaotic, and the pain of the nerve tearing is getting heavier and heavier.

Still in the area beyond vision, when some bamboos fall, the branches on other bamboos are cut out of sharp parts, and then detached from the bamboo body under the action of inertia.

There is more than one such situation, and there are too many fallen bamboos, so that this accidental situation has a qualitative change because of quantification, and the accidental becomes inevitable.

By now, more than twenty sharp branches had shot towards Zheng Ming.

Now I finally know what it means for the beads to make Zheng Ming endure a little pain.

"Poof. ”

The sound of the tip of the branch piercing into the flesh was not loud, it seemed a little crisp.

Before I had time to listen carefully, more of these voices sounded, and the rhythm of the sound killing array made people feel cold.

This coldness not only comes from this creepy voice, but also from the touch of blood.

Looking at Zheng Ming, his entire back was full of bamboo branches, and some of them even ran through his right chest.

In the endless, nerve-tearing pain, the injuries of these bamboo branches only deepened this pain by a small part, and he was already numb, and he had no strength to scream.

His hands slowly loosened from his head, and then slowly lowered, his head lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

As I had thought before, it seemed that I had no strength, no more screams.

No, this familiar state.

Through the tips of the hair that were tied down at random, a gray-white eyeball was faintly seen, which was Zheng Ming's left eye.

There was no look in his pupils, and he didn't even accept the bloodshot.

In the depths of the enchantment, there was a burst of lightness, which was issued by several people at the same time.

What kind of eyes is this?

Before they could clear their thoughts, the bead catapulted back from the bamboo forest behind them, firmly fixed on the top of Zheng Ming's head, and remained in a suspended state, and began to flip rapidly.

Every time he turned, a wisp of black qi would be produced, and as soon as the black qi appeared, it was absorbed by Zheng Ming and diffused from his body.

A large amount of black gas wrapped around his back, and the wound quickly scarred, but those bamboo branches still remained in his body. I love

Bacteria are everywhere, and as bamboo branches penetrate the flesh and enter the human body, they continue to destroy those muscle tissues.

Under the blood clot after coagulation, the skin turns from white to purple, and from purple to white, and so on.

When the back wound deteriorated and gradually stabilized, the black qi poured into the brain again, competing with the rhythm.

The eyeballs that are covered by the ends of the hair are empty for a while and clear for a while, and when they are clear, it is the moment when those torn nerves are repaired.

Extreme pain can make people feel numb, but when the damaged area is constantly torn between destruction and repair, the process is life-threatening.

The only good news is that the nerve damage is maintained at a spiritual point in this situation.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zheng Ming still hung his head and did not move at all.

No matter how much the rhythm in the enchantment intensifies, more black gas will come out of the beads, and it will eventually be poured into the brain.

Two very different forces used the most vulnerable parts of the human body as a battlefield, and maintained this silence for an hour.

"Sure enough, that's what we thought. ”

"What now?"

"Do you want to go out?"

After a moment of conversation, silence returned.

"I'll go. ”

I don't know who let out a long sigh.

Then there was a rush of footsteps, and the crisp sound of bamboo leaves being trampled, intermingling, getting closer and closer.

The sound was very frequent, and the comer should be rushing towards Zheng Ming at a very fast speed.

It only took two or three minutes to reach the edge of the barrier.

At the moment when Zheng Ming regained his clarity, he seemed to see the paper man who cultivated the land, carrying a hoe, walking towards him.

As the cultivator passed through the barrier, his limbs began to disintegrate rapidly, turning into confetti and flying into the air, and finally disappeared without a trace.

It takes time for the whole body to completely disintegrate, maybe three seconds, maybe only two seconds.

And he walked to Zheng Ming's side, and it only took a second.

The cultivator looked down at the human in front of him, and with no movement, he raised his hoe and swung it down again.

Under the influence of the sound killing array, Zheng Ming couldn't do any defense at all, and could only watch the hoe attack on his head.

The cultivator's body had dissipated, and when the hoe was only ten centimeters away from him, only a pair of large hands remained on the hilt.

The picture is not frozen because it is too weird, and time continues to flow.

Life and death, that numbness struck again, and the look between the eyes changed from Qingming to emptiness.

"Can't you see how you died before you die?" this was Zheng Ming's last thought.

"Boom!"

Outside of perception, the sound of steel sounded in vain, and he saw a firewood knife fall in front of Zheng Ming, and the hoe just now had been hit back into the enchantment.

"You are so daring, you dare to come out, aren't you afraid that the entire bamboo garden will be destroyed?"

The voice came from behind Zheng Ming, and it sounded like Min was busy.

"Kill him, everything is over, we can all come back to life, what's wrong with that!" a mad roar came from the depths of the barrier.

"I don't care what you want to do, remember my words, don't be like those people who tried to get out of the barrier a hundred years ago, and don't try to kill this person. Min Busy's figure appeared from the bamboo forest, his eyes looked very cold, and his murderous aura was undisguised.