Yan Zijiu didn't bother to uncover the balloon on his face, anyway, no matter what he did, he would be stopped by all kinds of strange accidents, so he simply didn't care about these for now, it was still possible for him to hold his breath for three or five minutes, and this time was enough for him to crawl back into the house or make some movement.

The darkness and dampness wrapped Yan Zizhi's face, and Yan Zizheng did grope on the ground for a while, it stands to reason that he was only three or five steps away from the floor-to-ceiling glass window, but more than a minute had passed, and he still hadn't touched the edge of the door.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to be targeted by death...... Yan Zijiu is still in the mood to experience his fear of death, he seems to be not afraid at all, and he seems to be indifferent.

Suddenly, a zipper appeared in the void, Yan Zizi opened the zipper and then took out his spiritual wind and fired two shots, but the whistling of the wind and the crackling of the raindrops seemed to drown out his gunshots, and even he himself couldn't hear the sound of shooting.

"It's a little difficult now......" Yan Zijiu felt a little anxious in his heart, two minutes had passed since he held his breath, three minutes of breath-holding time was a safe time, he could still keep his mind clear within five minutes, but once it exceeded five minutes, he would go into shock, and at that time it would be a real irreversible death.

Yan Zizhi stood up with his hands propped up, and suddenly used the gun fighting technique, the bullets flew wildly in the wind and rain, the purpose of his doing this was to shoot at the window and other things in an indiscriminate way to let Xu Wei and others find him, but gun fighting is a skill that requires a lot of physical exertion, and physical exertion must also be accompanied by the consumption of oxygen, which is what Yan Ziintrospect lacks the most......

Yan Zijiu only turned for about ten seconds before he felt dizzy, he had to stop, he was bound to be brain dead in no more than a minute, and the original limit of five minutes was also shortened to four minutes and ten seconds. Now he only has one minute and twenty seconds left, and if Xu Wei and the others can't find him within this minute and twenty seconds, then he will definitely usher in death......

Yan Zizi sat down again, he was wondering if he should take out the magnetic energy gun and shoot a few shots casually, so that Xu Wei and the others should be able to find themselves. But then he gave up on this idea, because he wanted to see if the Grim Reaper would continue to stare at him when he was dead and resurrected, and said that this could also be regarded as disrupting the Grim Reaper's plan.

The worst thing is to consume a leaf of life, if it's good, almost the rest of the people can be saved, but if the god of death just gives up on him and continues to kill others, at least he still has a leaf of life that can be returned to Xu Wei, so that he and Xu Wei can be guaranteed at the minimum, and the three people in the world can live, although I am sorry for the newcomers, but there is no other way.

It's not an easy thing to live, even if the three of them have survived so many missions, they are still walking on thin ice carefully, and once something goes wrong, they will almost die, so for other people's lives, I can only say sorry.

But Yan Ziji's gun fighting technique just now had an effect, and when Yan Zizheng used the gun fighting technique, a bullet broke the glass, so that the distracted people could regain their thoughts.

Xu Wei looked up and saw the broken glass and the disappeared Yan Zizhi immediately knew what was going on, he recalled everything that had just happened, what Yan Zizhi did gave him a very faint feeling, as if this person had no sense of existence, it couldn't attract his attention at all, Xu Wei suspected that it was the ghost of death, but now he didn't have time to think about it in detail, he had to find Yan Zizhi in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xu Wei instantly opened his position and released his spiritual power to the maximum to look for Yan Zizhi, and then the range of the mental power scan really appeared Yan Zizhi's traces, he didn't even know when Yan Zizheng was already a kilometer away from them!

Xu Wei no longer hesitated at the moment, and directly used the Eight Mirrors to jump the spatial distance and instantly came to Yan Zizhi's side, Yan Zizheng still has a sense of brain at this moment, and his brain is relatively clear.

The moment he noticed Xu Wei, he made a defensive gesture, but after Xu Wei immediately called out his name, Yan Zizhi relaxed, Xu Wei wanted to reach out to uncover the broken balloon on Yan Zizhi's face, but he didn't expect an accident to appear, and a gust of wind blew a huge tree branch to interrupt Xu Wei.

Xu Wei snorted angrily and opened the AT position that had just been withdrawn because of the use of the Eight Mirrors, and in an instant, everything outside the position was isolated, and the inside of the position was like an independent space, with no rain and no strong wind. Xu Wei approached Yan to introspect, but every time he took a step, some strange things would appear and smash within the protection range of his position, and then there were ripples in his position, and the smashed things turned into powder.

But as Xu Wei got closer to Yan Zijiu, the more exaggerated the things he smashed, from the small billboards, tree branches, and some useless sundries at the beginning, to the later motorcycles, and even cars, and pieces of stones, everything frantically smashed into Xu Wei's AT position, and the crazy shocks outside the position spread more and more, and Xu Wei's pressure became more and more.

The AT stance is connected to his mental power, which is the same attribute as the mental storm at the level of use, but the AT stance consumes a lot less mental power, but even the AT stance that uses very little mental power has become huge and shaky under the madness of the god of death.

"What's the matter, won't you drop bombs......" Since Xu Wei saw several cars being overturned on his AT stand, he became more and more afraid that the Grim Reaper would throw all kinds of bombs and missiles over.

Time is running out, Xu Wei's face has become very ugly, the force of the position is too huge, Xu Wei immediately took three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand to successfully take down the broken balloon on Yan Zizhi's face, Yan Zizhi is bright...... It was the scorching glare of the bomb explosion...... The AT position was suddenly shattered, Xu Wei took out the Eight Mirrors, and teleported away from this terrifying place the moment the firelight approached......

"Mommy! I was scared to death, I actually dropped the bomb, this Grim Reaper went crazy. Xu Wei's voice was a little hoarse, and there was no blood on his face, which was obviously a sign of exhaustion, but fortunately, he saved Yan Zizhi, and this damage was worthless compared to Yan Zizhi's life.

Yan Zizhi looked at Xu Wei and couldn't bear him a little and said: "I didn't expect that this time I was targeted by death, and I was almost played to death, this kind of terrifying chain reaction similar to the butterfly effect is really terrifying." ”