Chapter Eighty-Nine: Losing the Original Body

"No!"

The breath of death permeated his whole body, as if an endless abyss was devouring him, and in the next moment, there was no more Zhao Xiaofeng in this world.

When all the last bit of vitality was about to fade, Zhao Xiaofeng finally got a little clarity.

"Lich Body!"

The only remaining remnants of thought finally evoked the hope of life, and the last bit of vitality was preserved, and Zhao Xiaofeng instantly turned into a lich.

In the state of the lich's body, Zhao Xiaofeng's consciousness was instantly restored, and under the nourishment of his spiritual power, the breath of death soon left him.

An indescribable sense of fear hit his heart, and this feeling of picking up a life from death made Zhao Xiaofeng's whole body tremble, but then a monstrous anger surged into Zhao Xiaofeng's heart.

"This hatred is written down by Zhao Xiaofeng!"

Now, he can't go back to his original self, at least until a solution is found.

He picked up a life by changing his body to solidify the frequent death state of his original body, but it does not mean that Zhao Xiaofeng is safe now, and a faint sense of crisis still surrounds his head.

Escape!

With the body of a lich, Zhao Xiaofeng no longer has to worry about his body being injured by the filth in the land, and his speed of escape has increased greatly.

As long as the lich is there, it is not dead, and it doesn't matter if his body is broken, it is just a vehicle with a soul.

When Zhao Xiaofeng went deep to a certain point, he immediately communicated with the shadow clone.

At this time, the plasma turned into the shadow clone had been pinched by the strong man, but the person did not pinch the plasma for the first time, but curiously played with the shadow clone of the plasma body.

"I've never seen such a strange life. ”

The strong man said in amazement.

Suddenly, the shadow clone received an order from the deity and immediately turned into the original body.

"Who are you, and why are you killing me?"

The appearance of the shadow clone is no different from Zhao Xiaofeng's appearance, and the thoughts can also be synchronized, at this time, Zhao Xiaofeng himself continued to retreat to the underground soil, but his mind was on the side of the shadow clone.

"Looks like I killed an innocent guy. ”

At this time, the black aura on the strong man's body suddenly dissipated, and his appearance also appeared in front of Zhao Xiaofeng's eyes.

He is not a demon or a monster, but a human appearance, under his amiable face, his eyes are like electricity, he is dressed in a purple and blue robe, and he has a blood-red crystal crown on his head.

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked and happy at the same time, at least he knew who his enemy was.

The next moment, Zhao Xiaofeng controlled the shadow clone to make a move, even if he knew that it was useless, he had to resist, otherwise he would disperse the shadow clone like this, and the other party would be suspicious and unwilling.

Vine World!

Fire Blade!

Crystal Cage!

Countless vines broke through the ground around him, and thick emerald green vines snaked towards the man in purple and green robes.

A fire blade condensed by fire came out and quickly headed towards the face of the purple-robed man.

A transparent cage had shrouded the purple-green robed man at some point, and with a ding, the crystal cage closed.

"Carving insect little skill ear!"

In the next moment, wisps of black qi appeared around the person in purple and green robes, and the black qi flew towards the vines, but in an instant, all the vines were annihilated by the black qi.

As soon as he raised his hand, the fire blade was directly slapped away, and it didn't even have time to disperse, until it landed on the side wall of the crystal cage and broke the crystal cage before it was annihilated into nothingness.

"Take out all the skills you have, young man!" said the man in the purple green robe with a light smile.

"Hmph," Zhao Xiaofeng snorted lightly, raised his hand and a thunder source burst out, followed by a thought, and in an instant, countless spells spread all over the sky.

All the magic skills were cast by Zhao Xiaofeng in a single thought.

Wind Blade, Ice Movement, Thunder Strike, Swamp Lands ......!

Regardless of the level, Zhao Xiaofeng used all the skills he could think of, and for a while, all kinds of spells attacked the Ziqing robed man, and these many spells, regardless of the power, the dazzling brilliance alone was amazing.

In the face of these spells, especially the power of many of them, they are very powerful, and the Jindan period martial artists or heavenly demons will be crippled even if they don't die here, but the people in purple green robes are obviously not comparable to the powerhouses of this level.

This time, he didn't even raise his hand, but the black qi in his body shook, and all the spells dissipated, and the surrounding area once again returned to the usual dark environment of the netherworld.

After cleaning up the Heavenly Spell, the Purple and Green Robed Daoist raised his head and looked at the clouds suspiciously.

At this time, Zhao Xiaofeng stood in the clouds, looking at the purple-green robed man at his feet, "I was killed by you this time, and I won't next time!"

As soon as he spoke, the shadow clone immediately turned into a plasma body, silently turning all the electrical energy into a faint current, and a faint electric mass flashed in the sky, and then dissipated.

"Huh?"

The man in the purple green robe frowned, and a huge palm grabbed towards the clouds, but he only grabbed a ball of emptiness.

"No soul?"

The man in the purple green robe closed his eyes, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and muttered in confusion, "Even the remnants of the thought do not exist, is it scattered on his own?"

"Interesting!"

......

Underground, Zhao Xiaofeng has already been in exile for I don't know how long, he only knows that the farther he escapes, the less likely he is to be caught up by the purple-green robed man.

After the shadow clone turned into a plasma body, he directly disintegrated and committed suicide, Zhao Xiaofeng knew that such a suicide method was likely to make the other party suspicious, but it was also helpless.

Could it be that he really keeps resisting?

If you don't commit suicide quickly while the other party doesn't mean to capture him alive, then you won't even have time to commit suicide, and when the time limit of the shadow clone disappears on its own, it will make the other party even more suspicious.

At this time, Zhao Xiaofeng didn't even dare to extend his spiritual power, but just surrounded the surface of his body to sense the surrounding situation, and desperately fled to the ground, but the sense of crisis in his heart passed, and his speed slowed down relatively slowly.

Half an hour passed, and Zhao Xiaofeng finally stopped.

"Could it be that you have reached the legendary center of the earth?"

Through the sense of spiritual power that extends closely, I know that it is no longer a layer of mud, but an empty space.

Zhao Xiaofeng stretched out his spiritual power in confusion, the strong spiritual power of the sixth-level lich was not weaker than the spiritual sense of the Jindan stage martial artist, and it was even better in the power of communicating heaven and earth.

Soon, the previous situation was fed back by the spiritual force.

After sensing that there was no danger, Zhao Xiaofeng did not hesitate to break the ground.

"Bang!"

Tightening his black robe, Zhao Xiaofeng stood up from the ground, he couldn't even feel pain in the flesh-and-blood body of the lich, and completely relied on his spiritual power to perceive everything.

Of course, basic vision is still available.

Two soul fires lit up in his skull, and Zhao Xiaofeng looked ahead.

He saw a vast underground world unfold in front of him.

"Hello, honorable lich!"