The stars were like stones sinking into the sea, without stirring up any changes, the person in the distance also closed his mouth and disappeared, Zhang Xiaohu finally hit the opponent, where did he want to be escaped, he opened his legs and was about to chase forward, but at this moment, there were bursts of numbness from his waist, and his feet seemed to be much softer.

"Poisonous?"

Zhang Xiaohu reacted instantly, looked down, and saw that the waist that had been torn off a piece of flesh and blood just now was now jet black, and the blood couldn't stop, and it flowed down drop by drop, but what flowed out was not golden blood, but drops of black liquid.

Tick.

A drop of liquid dripped, and a puff of green smoke rose from the ground, and the soil seemed to be burned by strong acid, and it kept bubbling out.

Zhang Xiaohu gasped, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his waist, the wound was already corroded like mud, and his fingers pressed down and squeezed in, and a few pieces of rotten flesh fell out with a chirp, and there were bursts of stinging pain on the fingers that were wrapped in strength, and when he took it back, the skin on his fingers had been burned, revealing the flesh inside.

The strength frantically rushed to the wound, the qi and blood kept washing the flesh soaked in the toxin, the numb feeling gradually left, and the pain finally returned to the body.

A large pool of black liquid has been dripping under his feet, and the ground has been burned to a different shape, constantly spitting out bubbles, this poison, it seems that even the illusion can't stop it, it is not showing illusion, but directly presents the appearance of the poison burning in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, this poison was not as good as the strange energy of the assassination, and with all his strength, the wound began to grow new flesh again.

There was no movement in the distance, Zhang Xiaohu turned sideways slightly, flipped his palm, and put away the spear.

Just now, it was also because the spear moved first, this was the hidden enemy who grabbed him into his arms and lost the opportunity, Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to wait for someone to scratch any scars on his body, he also swept the other party, and both sides needed time to heal, otherwise, let alone continue to be hit, just delaying to prevent him from poisoning, I'm afraid it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin, are you okay?"

The phantom brother shouted loudly, the change just now made his heart tremble, and even the illusion was almost out of control, and he really killed many innate masters, if they weren't trapped in the illusion first, I'm afraid the two of them wouldn't be able to take it at all.

"Ahem, I'm fine"

Brother Jin got up from the bushes and waved his hand with his back to him.

There was a rumble beside him, and the stars that followed roared and razed a dense forest not far away, Brother Jin's eyelids jumped, fortunately he was blinded by the illusion and missed the direction, if he fell on his body, I am afraid he would not be able to climb up.

Brother Jin didn't dare to look back, for fear that his companions would see him embarrassed.

Wiping away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he pressed his palm on his waist, and he didn't move for half a sound, and after a while, he pulled his leg forward again.

The shot just now just smashed into his waist, almost breaking him into two pieces, fortunately he had thick skin, this is how he escaped, but the vertebrae were shattered, even if it was him, it would take a few breaths to repair it properly.

Brother Jin slowly rotated around Zhang Xiaohu, looking at the opponent's loose posture, as if he could hit with a single blow, but as if once he made a move, he would encounter a stormy counterattack, Brother Jin felt that there was a hedgehog in front of him, and there was nowhere to start.

The five fingers opened, quietly poked forward, and hesitantly took it back, Brother Jin tried again and again, but the other party just didn't move, and the sculpture generally stood.

Zhang Xiaohu squinted his eyes at this time, as if he was not looking.

It doesn't matter if you see or don't see it, you are in the illusion, all your senses are blinded, not only the eyes, but also the nose and ears are useless, and no one can guarantee that what you feel is true.

Zhang Xiaohu simply gave up all his feelings, just condensed that perception and kept observing his surroundings.

After advancing, it was the first time that he had triggered his perception to such a state, and within a hundred meters around him, a tiny speck of dust suspended in the air was revealed, the size of a watermelon, and it kept moving with the wind.

True, false.

Zhang Xiaohu kept distinguishing.

The illusion of trees and flowers can be made illegible, but there are countless dusts that exist all over the world, Zhang Xiaohu doesn't believe that the other party has this ability, this is not one grain or two, this is the number of trillions, although he doesn't know the formation, but if the other party really has this ability, I'm afraid there is no need for people to enter the formation to fight, just this illusion array can decide his life and death.

A cloud of dust whistled across the sky like a meteor shower, the wind blowing.

Zhang Xiaohu distinguished, turned around and looked at another place where the dust changed, the air was chaotic, it seemed that a breeze was blowing, but in fact, it brought up countless changes in the air flow, and he wanted to find out the dust that was not affected by the wind.

Trillions of dust can be identified, but it is difficult to see clearly for a lifetime, Zhang Xiaohu will not be so stupid, those tens of millions of dust are torrents, he wants to see not every grain of dust, as long as these torrents are identified one by one, he will naturally be able to grasp the changes in the air.

The Yuan Shen is powerful, this head is comparable to a light brain, every breath is hundreds of millions of calculations, trillions of dust seem to be many, turned into a torrent, there are only 100,000 million Dao left, in an instant, this radius of 100 meters, has been controlled in his heart.

"Here"

Zhang Xiaohu, who was facing away from Brother Jin, suddenly had a gleam in his eyes, but he didn't make a move, but continued to observe.

Just a piece of dust doesn't explain the problem, in case the phantom array creates a dust that can control it, then everything he sees is still fake, Zhang Xiaohu doesn't want to take this risk to Bo, he has time, there is no need to take impulsive risks.

If you want to verify whether the other party is true or false, there is another way to do it, and that is breath.

Although the illusion has hidden the breath very deeply, but in the battle just now, Zhang Xiaohu clearly felt the breath of the other party, although it was extremely short, although it was only discovered by him when it was close to the extreme, but what he could feel was what he could feel, which showed that the other party could not be perfectly hidden, and he could find it if he couldn't hide it perfectly.

Zhang Xiaohu took a deep breath and felt it with his heart, not relying on his eyes, ears and nose, nor using perception to identify, he purely explored with his heart, with his countless life and death battles, with his rich experience, little by little, to find from the surroundings.

Brother Jin circled around Zhang Xiaohu back and forth, his palm poked out again and again, but he took it back again and again, every time it was time to shoot down, he always felt a little inappropriate, if it was a normal battle, he would have fallen this grab, but since the other party was blinded and trapped by the illusion, why did he have to fight hard with the other party, that is, he wanted to make a steady profit without losing money, and that hand could not fall.

Brother Phantom looked at him from a distance and was surprised, he was not a congenital combat type, and it was really incomprehensible to this change.

It doesn't take much of his strength to maintain a phantom array, but if there are a few existences that are stronger than him, then his strength will flow away like water, and every breath passes, he can feel a little tired, looking at the movements of the golden brother, the phantom brother can't wait to shout loudly, so that he should not hesitate anymore.

"Perhaps, I'll have to share more benefits with him later"

Brother Phantom thought in his heart, but he just thought about it, although he hated it so much, he still didn't dare to say it to his face.

An auxiliary innate demon spirit competes with a combat innate demon spirit for benefits, isn't this looking for death? Although Brother Phantom felt that he had contributed too much, he still shuddered in his heart when he thought of Brother Jin being knocked away by a move just now, forget it, brother doesn't fight with you, brother is a good person.

After thinking about it, Brother Jin finally couldn't hold it back, his five fingers opened, and his nails poked out, and there was a fishy and unpleasant smell on the cold light, coupled with the shroud of the black mist, which made this palm even more gloomy.

Laugh at.

The nails broke through the air, only a meter away, it was instantaneous, and when I poked forward, I had already touched the opponent's body.

Brother Jin was happy in his eyes, he should have made a move just now, but he hesitated for a long time, wasted a great opportunity in vain, and let the phantom brother outside the formation see the joke.

At this moment, Brother Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his head, only to find that the enemy, who was originally facing away from him, had turned his head to look at him at some point, and the bright light was the opponent's eyes, and the enemy, at this time, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Discovered?"

Brother Jin was stunned for a moment, then he became ruthless, and his palm sped up and grabbed forward, "What if you find it, this hand has already touched your body, can you still avoid it?"

"Found it"

Zhang Xiaohu shouted in his heart, and a light projected out of his eyes.

The mind was calm, and the breath outside gradually brightened, and in my mind, the lights flickered, green, that was flowers and trees, red, that was small insects and grasshoppers, and that gray dotted around, which were lifeless stones.

Zhang Xiaohu discerned little by little, removing all the breath that would not be the enemy, the light in his mind gradually decreased, and in the end, in the empty space, a looming dark light finally appeared, with a cold aura.

In contrast to the flow of dust, this breath coincided with his whereabouts, and it was his movement that carried the dust up to form a torrent.

Zhang Xiaohu's strength continued to compress between his hands, and his blood was churning, but he didn't react at all, he was waiting, waiting for the moment when the other party made a move, he wanted to take advantage of the other party's ignorance that he had discovered something, and he wanted to kill and cripple the other party in one fell swoop.

Although he was still facing away from the enemy, and his sharp nails were only a meter away from him, Zhang Xiaohu felt that he had never felt more comfortable.

Everything is under control, the other party's every move is in his mind, everything is ready only to the east wind, as long as the other party makes a move, what awaits him is a thunderous blow.

Any illusion is a joke, Zhang Xiaohu hit it by mistake, but he broke the illusion in a different way.

As soon as he was about to move, he had already begun to move, his body twisted, his hands reached out like steel tongs, and he held the other party's five fingers in his hand steadily, and with a click, all the five fingers were broken, and he smiled at the man, and his shoulder hit forward and snatched it into his arms, and he heard a bone breaking, and the man flew out with blood all the way.