Darkness, darkness that has never been there.

Although the starry sky is dark, you can still see the stars flickering all around, but in this darkness, there is no light at all, it is like closing your eyes in the dark night.

Not only could he not see any light, but even his own body, he suddenly couldn't feel it, the howling wind, the light of the suspended jade talisman above the head of the great monk, all of them disappeared, as if he was the only one left in this world.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyelids jumped, but the whip leg did not change at all, and continued to fall according to the trajectory just now.

It's just an illusion, like a fantasy that I experienced at the beginning, and there's nothing to worry about.

The expected impact did not occur, and the foot swept by, making no contact with any object, and the enemy suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Unable to see with his eyes or hear with his ears, Zhang Xiaohu put his hands in front of his chest, slowly turning his body, and the perception that had been spilled out was taken back, changed into a perceptual filament, carefully exploring the changes around him.

Xiang'er looked at it with some surprise, the whip leg just now was about to hit, but for some reason, the old man retreated, but Brother Xiaohu's attack continued to bombard the spot, as if he didn't see it.

Her brow furrowed slightly, biting her lip, she felt that something was not quite right.

She wasn't there in the battle of the ancestor first, and she was busy healing her wounds when she turned around, so she didn't know that the great monk who had reached this point had already begun to use the rules against the enemy.

The second ancestor's figure retreated sharply, and at this time, he was looking at Zhang Xiaohu with a sneer, and he didn't plan to take him down in a hurry.

He is not like the Ancestor, he is studying the top law of time, that is so ambitious, in the sect, even the Supreme Elder will not choose this, so he will not be so stupid.

This rule is called dark night, which is simple and clear, that is, people fall into endless darkness, and this darkness can also isolate the perception of divine consciousness, so that people completely lose all their senses, and can only stand there obediently and be beaten.

With confidence, the second ancestor walked over step by step, tilting his head and standing in front of Zhang Xiaohu, less than a meter apart, Zhang Xiaohu opened his eyes, but he just couldn't see him, as if this person was just a ball of air, not only could not be seen by his eyes, but even his breath disappeared completely.

"Illusion?"

Xiang'er whispered, but then, she shook her head.

No, the illusion is not like this, the illusion is aimed at the soul of the original god, people just have an illusion, but now, looking at Zhang Xiaohu's appearance, it is not like an illusion, but like, well, it is like the eyes are blind, the ears are deaf, and even the perception is gone.

Xiang'er was worried and nervous on the side, but she didn't have any strength now, she had a sword on her back, but she didn't have the strength to hold it, and the invisible flying sword didn't have the power of the Yuan Shen to control, so she could only watch.

The second ancestor looked at it for a while, slowly stretched out his palm, and pressed it towards Zhang Xiaohu's chest.

Xiang'er could see clearly on the side, and shouted loudly in surprise, the second ancestor glanced at Xiang'er with a sneer, and there was no change in his hand, so he simply pressed it.

Zhang Xiaohu closed his eyes, his ears shook a few times and he stopped moving, his perception turned into filaments, and he frantically explored everything around him, but no matter how he explored, there was only darkness around him, and the whole world seemed to be the only one in him, and he couldn't even notice his own body.

If you want to teleport away, you can't do it, the space is gone, the thin lines of space that used to be seen everywhere are now empty, the fluctuations have disappeared, the darkness, the silence, the only thing you can hear is his own heartbeat.

Zhang Xiaohu is not panicked, even if all the feelings disappear, but the enemy can't trap him like this, not to mention anything else, just maintaining such a rule requires the consumption of a lot of Yuan Shen power, as long as the enemy dares to make a move, he thought, there will always be clues to follow.

The palm of his hand was pressed gently, and Zhang Xiaohu didn't know until the palm was pressed on his body, and the huge force was about to bombard out, that he sensed a trace of danger.

He retreated, trying to avoid the threat in front of him, and swung his fist in the direction of the imaginary enemy, but it was too late, and the force fell in an instant, causing him to vomit blood, and the man rolled and flew out.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er covered her mouth and exclaimed, Xiaobai in her arms stared at her with big eyes, looking at it suspiciously, wondering why Brother Xiaohu couldn't avoid such a simple attack.

It's not that Zhang Xiaohu is stupid, but the enemy is too cunning.

If the two ancestors were stronger, Zhang Xiaohu might have been vigilant in his heart, but on the contrary, this old boy shot without smoke, and it was not until the moment he fell that the power was spit out, making Zhang Xiaohu unable to guard against it, however, there were pros and cons, this time it seemed ferocious, but it only made people vomit blood, and it was not a big problem.

With a mistake at his feet, his body stabbed out, and he caught up with Zhang Xiaohu who was tumbling in the blink of an eye.

The second ancestor raised his foot and kicked out fiercely, the jade talisman on the top of his head flickered, and a trace of light converged on his foot, Zhang Xiaohu suddenly noticed that something was wrong, but where could he react, and in an instant, the person was kicked back.

"Wowhaha"

The second ancestor was very proud, and the hatred of the bereaved brother poured out at this moment, and his body revolved around Zhang Xiaohu, punching and kicking people like sandbags, and the blood was constantly spilled.

Zhang Xiaohu was extremely depressed, curling up as hard as he could, protecting the important position with both hands, and trying his best to feel the threat.

Perception has been abolished, and what he feels now is the feeling that he has honed through thousands of battles, life and death, and he feels it completely with his heart.

The strength flows, constantly forming a thin shield on the surface of the body, this shield can not resist the enemy's attack, but it can be detected a little in advance when the enemy bombardment falls, don't underestimate this instantaneous time, it is by relying on it, Zhang Xiaohu persevered in this round of bombardment.

The body took advantage of the momentum and threw it away, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, and the person was like a ball, rolling in the starry sky.

The second ancestor was a little impatient, and bombarded many times in a row, this kid was like a cockroach, he always insisted on it, his heart was angry, his fist in his hand was clenched, his body flashed, and he came to the place where Zhang Xiaohu must pass, and the jade talisman on his head was full of light, and he kept pouring it into his fist.

With an angry shout, the fist swung out, the light condensed, and the fist shadow was like a light dragon, with teeth and claws, and smashed down towards Zhang Xiaohu, who was tumbling over.

Seeing that he was about to hit, the second ancestor's eyes had already appeared in the picture of the other party's broken tendons and bones, and at this moment, the enemy, who had been rolling and being beaten, suddenly opened his eyes, and his legs curled up bounced out at this moment, sharp and fierce, and a flicker collided with his fist.

"Ahh

The second ancestor screamed, his fist broke instantly, the arm twisted, the white bone stubble came out of the muscles, and large strands of blood gushed out.

Fighting against the refiner, this is the rhythm of looking for death, the second ancestor didn't expect the other party to kick at all, this time, he didn't even have time to dodge, his arm was broken, and the feet continued to bombard, and they hit his chest at once, clicking, the ribs kept breaking, and the person was thrown out in an instant.

"Master, Master"

Several disciples from the rear hurried over and helped him up in a panic.

"Fuck off"

The second ancestor was annoyed and angry, pushed the disciple away, and glared at the enemy fiercely, and the anger in his heart was higher than a while.

The jade talisman on the top of his head kept unloading the light, the bones on his body clicked back to their original places, and the muscles gradually grew, but the damaged clothes could not be repaired, covered with blood, and looked extremely embarrassed.

Zhang Xiaohu's kick was completely guessing, and he attacked many times in a row, allowing him to understand the enemy's methods, so before the danger in his heart appeared, he kicked out unceremoniously, anyway, he was beaten, it was better to fight.

Hovering in the starry sky, Zhang Xiaohu tilted his head sideways, carefully feeling the changes, his hands were supported in front of his chest one after the other, the kick just now obviously hit the enemy, and next, I am afraid that he will face the enemy's monstrous anger.

Repeated attacks, this power is not great, Zhang Xiaohu guessed in his heart, it is estimated that the enemy wants to slowly trick him and torture him to death a little bit, but now that he is under this foot, it is estimated that the enemy will definitely change the way of attacking.

While thinking about it, a great danger suddenly came in front of him, which was a feeling that he had never felt before, Zhang Xiaohu struggled to twist in the air, and there was a pain in his abdomen.

The jade talisman on the top of the second ancestor's head turned, and countless pillars of light converged into a sharp blade.

Over there, the little hammer was still fighting with the black knife, and for a short time, the little hammer couldn't count on it, but fortunately, the second ancestor didn't have only this blade, after being injured, he didn't think about it, so he sacrificed the blade.

No longer thinking about cats and mice, the second ancestor pointed forward, and the sharp blade stabbed away, just in a flash, he stabbed Zhang Xiaohu in the lower abdomen.

The sharp blade shuttled non-stop, Zhang Xiaohu tried his best to roll, his fist kept blasting forward, the sharp blade drew an arc in the starry sky, lightly avoided the fist wind, and stabbed a sieve hole on Zhang Xiaohu's body, the blood kept gushing, and he couldn't hold on a few times, Zhang Xiaohu knelt weakly in the starry sky, his body shook a few times, and he fell down violently.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er screamed, about to rush up, the little white turned into a giant beast, bit Xiang'er's shirt and didn't let go, flapped his wings and was about to fly away, five or six golden rune monks next to him had already surrounded him, and the strange smiled, and the pillars of light were connected together, like a net, trapping Xiang'er and Xiaobai inside, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't escape.

The second ancestor walked a hundred meters in front of Zhang Xiaohu, stretched out his hand, and removed the rules of the dark night, and maintained it for a long time, which had already overwhelmed him, if Zhang Xiaohu didn't kick that kick just now, he would also fight quickly and subdue him.

"Remember the trial star?"

The second ancestor said leisurely, waved his hand, and a curtain of light was cast above his head, and the figure of the sixth senior brother was slowly outlined.

Zhang Xiaohu raised his head, looked at the picture, and instantly understood that this was the East Window incident, and the scenes of the trial star kept passing through his heart.

The sharp blade flew over slowly, pressing towards Zhang Xiaohu little by little, the second ancestor was not ready to get close to the other party, he wanted to use the sharp blade to cut people into sticks, which could not only remove the anger in his heart, but also get close to the enemy safely, at this last moment, he didn't want to make any more moths.

Zhang Xiaohu suddenly looked at him and smiled slightly, and a green shadow flew out and smashed it quickly.

The second ancestor frowned, and the sharp blade turned upward, breaking the sharp blade into countless pieces, and at this moment, a burst of smoke rose up, and in the sword light, countless gray spots shot out, instantly beating him all over his head.

"Ah......h