There are many kinds of regurgitation, and the science part of the "Encyclopedia of Xiuzhen" is divided into five conventional levels according to the degree of lethality of regurgitation.

According to Song Qingshu's judgment, the lethality of the sheepbeard old way has reached the fourth level...... The spiritual pressure that came back from the backlash gathered in the body and could not be released, plus the old man of the sheep's beard resisted by himself, causing this spiritual pressure to rush towards the heavenly spirit cover, causing his head to be suffocated......

In this state, if you do not seek medical attention in time, it is likely to enter a persistent vegetative state. That is, what is often referred to as a vegetative person in the world.

Compared with the cultivators in the god transformation stage, even if Song Qingshu has shallow experience, he is still a Yuan infant stage. No matter how you pretend to be stupid in front of this group of people, you can see that the old way of the sheep's beard has been counterattacked! The spiritual pressure condensed by the Heaven and Earth Spirit Sense Array before was countered back...... Moreover, this kind of counterattack only has an impact on the main formation of the formation.

Song Qingshu was shocked, I'm dripping God...... This can all be eaten back.

Who is the boy in the villa?

Before Song Qingshu finished being frightened, the old man with the sheep's beard in the carriage behind him had collapsed, foaming at the mouth and began to talk in a daze.

"Not good! It's spiritual pressure! Take a look...... What level of backlash is this? ”

Several people on the side surrounded one after another, and the light of this round of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Sense Array under their feet also quickly dimmed and was self-defeating.

The second saint frowned, and after a spiritual sense probed, he was stunned: "Oh no! It's level four! ”

Hearing this, the other eight saints were also stunned, and immediately lowered their heads one after another, revealing painful expressions.

They couldn't have known what Level 4 was.

Although this condition is not fatal, the probability of becoming a vegetative person in the future is as high as ninety percent, and even if it can be revived, its cultivation will be greatly reduced! And there is a good chance that you will never be able to practice again for the rest of your life!

For a cultivator who has had a powerful realm, he has become a wasted person who cannot cultivate. This is more terrible than death.

In the slightly quiet carriage, after a long silence, there was a sudden wail. Who would have thought that this mission that was determined to be achieved would make the signboard of the Ten Saints never exist again.

The senior brothers hugged the legs of the old man with a sheep's beard and began to cry bitterly: "Senior brother! Big brother, wake up! ”

"Senior brother, your ranking of the glory of the king is almost the same as being the king!"

The second saint hugged the shoulders of the old man with a sheepbeard and held the old hands tightly: "Senior brother! Our brothers and sisters are of the same heart! You've got to hold on! Please be strong and stay alive! ”

I saw that the old man with a sheep's beard squinted his eyes and raised his hand laboriously: "I...... I still...... I'm not dead...... Only, you ...... One person shipped out and passed on to me...... I think I can salvage it......"

In the cockpit in front of the RV, Song Qingshu and his male subordinate in a suit choked up.

The scene of this brother working together to deal with the catastrophe is really moving!

Song Qingshu has always been a person with a very low tear point......

Just when he felt that his tears were about to remain, the old Ersheng, who was holding a sheep's beard, stretched out his hand......

Slowly put it on the neck of the old goatee......

And then.

Strangled him to death......

“！！！”

Song Qingshu and the man in the suit were stunned.

"Second Saint Senior, you are ......"

The second saint shook his head painfully: "I'm helping Senior Brother get out of the sea of suffering, even if I save him...... In the future, it is destined to be just a cripple. ”

"But the Great Sage said that as long as one of you transports out one of you, it will be ...... to cultivate."

Ersheng: "The nonsense of a dying person on the occasion of death, can you believe Director Song?" ”

Song Qingshu glanced at the picture from the monitor, before this great sage died, his eyes widened, and he stared at his second junior brother. I didn't expect that the person who sent himself to hell in the end would be his own fellow disciples.

Song Qingshu was speechless for a long time: "......" This tama is clearly dead and blind!

This should have been a touching drama about the brothers' profits and money, but in a blink of an eye, it became a sad and bitter drama about the brothers' walls.

Now, Song Qingshu felt that his brain was very painful, and he didn't know how to write the final battle report at all.

"Senior brother, you have been going all the way......

The second saint turned his hand and closed the eyelids of the old sheepbeard: "Don't worry, your revenge, junior brother will definitely help you avenge!" ”

Song Qingshu: "......" This tama was obviously strangled to death by you, hey!

On the side, several senior brothers were still wiping away tears: "Second senior brother doesn't have to blame himself, senior brother has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely understand the second senior brother!" ”

The second saint clenched his fists and stood up on the spot, his cyan Dao shirt fluttering with a surging spiritual pressure hunting: "Senior brothers! The elder brother is gone, and the sadness of the past cannot stop us from taking revenge! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of warm applause all around, and several senior brothers burst into tears.

In the end, the three saints stabilized their minds and spoke as representatives of the rest of the people: "Since my debut, how have I ever been lonely. Now that the senior brother has gone, he should have full authority to obey the arrangement of the second senior brother! ”

"Good!"

The second saint nodded, and as he spoke, he recited the Fa decision, and a purple light surged out of his hand.

In response, a thick, powerful Zen staff flew out of the dead sheepbeard's storage bag and appeared in his hand. The second saint slammed the Zen staff to the ground, and a terrifying spiritual pressure swept in all directions!

The strong ghost aura overwhelmed the audience, making people feel like they couldn't breathe for a moment.

The rest of the Eight Saints showed a shocked look in their eyes, and exclaimed, "Night Ghost Battle!" ”

Song Qingshu stared at the picture from the monitor, and his heart was shocked like a storm...... Because, this night ghost battle was a magic weapon cast by the snakeskin fairy himself, but because it was too evil, it was sealed by the snakeskin fairy himself!

This is a first-class immortal weapon, and it is not only powerful. In addition, it also has a special property - after each master of the Night Ghost Battle dies, the soul will be devoured by the Night Ghost Battle, thus intensifying the power of the Ghost Dao! Stacks up to 10 layers! It can exert its power beyond the immortal weapon......

"Back then, after the master found this night ghost battle, when he was seated, he passed this staff to the senior brother! Now, the elder brother is dead, and his soul is also integrated into this night ghost battle! And today, I am the third master of this battle of ghosts. Replace the will of the elder brother and avenge him! Whoever your young man is, I will cut off his head today!" Use his blood to water the tombstone of the eldest brother! ”

After the second saint finished speaking, he held the Zen staff in his hand and shouted softly in his mouth: "Ghost come!" ”

The Zen staff paused on the ground again, and an ordinary person quickly condensed above the void with a blue-faced ghost general invisible to the naked eye, and each of the ghost general's fangs was as thick as ivory, and it was four meters tall when it stood up!

In front of the cockpit, Song Qingshu and the man in the suit beside him felt that they were trembling all over, and they couldn't use their strength at all. The two of them have a feeling of being pressed by a ghost at the same time.

Then, the two saints pointed at the Zen staff, and the spiritual sense directly locked the location of the villa.

The ghost general immediately opened his fangs and pounced in the direction of the villa with a fierce face!

It's huge, but it's extremely fast!

Where you have passed...... The ground was sunken, and all the flowers and plants were wilted and withered in an instant.

In the carriage, Song Qingshu and Jiusheng were watching.

Soon, however, they discover a terrifying fact......

Because the ghost general who rushed to the villa of Dilei Zhenjun actually turned back halfway...... Compared to the fierce expression when he rushed over before, this ghost general's expression was obviously panicked!

As if he had encountered some desolate beast, he was so frightened that he retracted into the battle of the night ghosts, and he didn't even say hello!

No one would have thought that the power of the ghost path had not been released, and it had not moved a single step to return the way it came.

The huge power of the ghost path slammed into the battle of the night ghosts, shaking the two saints as if they were electrocuted hysterically and frantically convulsed.

The second saint gritted his teeth with a pained expression.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that the five fingers of the two saints' right hands had been shattered by the aftermath of the Zen staff, and the entire right hand was bleeding.

And with the night ghost battle lost its support, it fell to the ground with a bang...... Everyone saw that the head of the two saints was getting bigger and bigger......

In front of the monitor, Song Qingshu was shocked: "The seniors of the two saints ...... What happened to you? ”

Ersheng looked at his right hand, which had lost five fingers: "I'm in COS Doraemon!" Don't be foolish if you don't understand! ”

As soon as the words fell, the second saint snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The second saint endured the impact of the power of the ghost path, and at this moment, the second senior brother, who had just succeeded to the head of the city, had a head the size of four watermelons: "Before...... Senior Brother's Blood Shadow Divine Skill is not thorough enough, I'll perform it for you again! ”

Song Qingshu: "......"

I, Tamar, believe in your wickedness!