Almost instantly, Zhang Qinghe felt three gazes that almost made the space freeze, and what followed was an unprecedented sense of oppression and a mystery that mortal bodies were absolutely unbearable that he had never experienced.

This is the immeasurable immortal gods on the heavenly dome, and the three most powerful ones took the time to glance at it.

Zhang Qinghe didn't know if the overhaul would be able to resist the understatement glance of these three things without going crazy, but he saw that the evil weapon that bound him was exploded by the aura of those "commendations" almost instantly, and the flesh and iron pieces were scattered everywhere, directly blowing up half of Xiao Wu's shoulder.

As for himself, the world in his eyes became strange and distorted in an instant, and his body was also sticky - the reason for this was probably because there were suddenly hundreds of more eyes, a body of flesh sprouts, and the rapid displacement and reorganization and proliferation of bones.

If Zhang Qinghe could still look in the mirror, he could see a pile of indescribable fingers and tentacles glued to a mass of flesh and blood, constantly twisting and wriggling.

It's probably that the three of them like him quite a lot, just looking at this formation, I'm afraid that they have some ideas and want to cultivate them as dependents.

After Zhang Qinghe suppressed his desire for the flesh and blood of living beings and completely made Xiao Wu incapacitated, he forced the last shred of sanity

- This is a problem.

He has mixed so much living information and spirituality that he is no longer sure whether he is still an existence named "Zhang Qinghe".

He didn't even need to do it himself, after witnessing the whole process of Zhang Qinghe's alienation, Xiao Wu's eyes were instantly filled with sharp toothy flesh buds, and they began to eat away at his face.

The flesh sprouts with mouthparts bit by bit, swallowing little by little, as if they were going to gnaw away at his normal flesh little by little, and the pain made him gasp constantly.

"Wenchang Xingjun is right...... Dao fetus, sure enough, is the most evil thing, what Dao fetus, it's just an evil seed, an evil seed hahahahahaha, a straight thief, I hate ...... so much"

Xiao Wu struggled to make a hoarse voice with his vocal cords, which were no longer intact, and he had regained his original sanity, looking at the "demon" in front of him with a resentful expression.

Zhang Qinghe had no time to take care of him, and he couldn't suppress the desire in his heart.

He can only pray for the blessing of the three Qing and the six emperors, if he can survive this calamity, he will definitely leave the true cultivation system in this world, and raise the ashes of these crooked and evil ways.

However, it didn't come to pass, and because of one of his thoughts, things took a turn for the better in just a moment.

"Good. ”

In the darkness, a sound of the Great Dao Heavenly Sound came across the high heavens, which was a deeper unknowability, directly passing over those beings above the heavenly dome, and unexpectedly scattered the process of his alienation by external demons.

This is impossible, the few people he thinks and thinks about sit outside the unknowable, and there is no attention to a speck of dust, Zhang Qinghe can only blame him for accidentally understanding a "Getaway", and the origin belongs to that side of the realm, so he has formed a relationship with the ancestors in the previous life.

As a result, his body has become a battlefield for the two parties.

It's just because of the voice in his mind that he completely moved the lining and face of those people to the bright side - this is a battle of face.

Zhang Qinghe's face was stuck in the unformed pile of flesh and blood, squeezing out a smile that was more ugly than crying, what kind of cause and effect this must be after "Getaway".

The first time to cultivate the truth, pure sprout and new, is this not the pressure of cause and effect?

"If you don't see it, it's called Yi;

If you don't hear it, your name is Xi;

I can't fight, and the name is small.

These three cannot be interrogated, so they are mixed into one. There is no darkness on the top, and there is no ambiguity on the bottom. The rope is indescribable, and it is nothing again.

It is said to be formless, the image of nothing, and it is said to be trance. The first one is missing, and then the one is gone. The way of the ancients is to keep the present. To be able to know the beginning of the ancient times is to say that the Tao is ......"

The Great Dao Heavenly Sound sounded from Zhang Qinghe's heart lake, not only hiding his existence and making the outer demons invisible, but also distorting and disappearing when chanting. Seeing that his hands and feet had returned to normal, and looking at the ninety percent condensed Dao Ji, he hurriedly turned off his spiritual vision.

At the same time, there were several obscure and chaotic roars from the high heavens, where there was no observable place, as if they were forcibly blocked out of the barrier by something, and the sound was not mixed with the slightest emotion, only the most obscure mystery.

But the quality of his expression, the words that Zhang Qinghe imposes understanding, is a kind of chagrin that his property has been stolen, he has been fooled, and he has lost the whereabouts of the thief.

At the end of the roar, two streaks of scarlet came out of his ears, followed by his eyes, nose, and mouth...... He could only meditate and breathe in this barren mountain and wilderness, and use his aura to repair the bleeding body of the Seven Apertures.

Compared to becoming a ghost and a ghost, this is no longer a price.

Or the laity often rejoice that they have lost less, but they are depressed because they have gained less. However, in fact, the two sides are weighed, and the loss is always the loss of interests, and the gain is always beneficial.

It's that he's not happy right now.

Zhang Qinghe only felt that this was the day when he had the most cold sweat since he beat his mother's womb.

If everyone in this world evaluates the thief saint, it would be unfair not to give him the title of the head of the group of thieves - after all, who else would dare to snatch something from the heavens, and who would be able to escape?

After breathing a little bit of the messy body, Zhang Qinghe looked at Xiao Wu's body, after losing that kind of secret and weird spirituality, although it looked terrifying and hateful, it was just a puddle of rotten meat.

Resisting the urge to vomit, Zhang Qinghe moved forward, held his breath and threw stones to probe Xiao Wu's clothes, and observed things that could identify Xiao Wu's identity between a pile of organs that could no longer be distinguished.

After this search, there was really a sound of gold and iron, which was the touch of hitting a hard object.

After another toss, a ring, a token and a jade coupon fell in front of Zhang Qinghe.

Could it be that Xiao Wu doesn't have a storage artifact?

That's not right, because there are all kinds of daily living in the courtyard, Xiao Wu didn't bring a bag when he came, so where did the knife come from?

Maybe it is this ring that has the ability to store, but Zhang Qinghe is new to cultivation, so he can't deal with it and has no way of knowing whether it will have unpredictable consequences if he gets involved with the owner's storage spiritual weapon.

And he faintly felt that this token and the jade coupon were already different from other things in terms of being stored separately.

Zhang Qinghe casually broke a branch, held back the evil cold of remembering the great change in the appearance of the trees in the forest under the spiritual vision, carefully provoked the token and jade coupon from five feet, and after being sure that there was no response, he came closer.

The token flipped, is the unknown Xuanjin engraved, on the book "Wude" two words, on which the sun carved the auspicious cloud fairy palace, the stars in the sky.

Wu De ......

Zhang Qinghe thought of the "Five Plague Star Jun" and "Wenchang Star Jun" that Xiao Wu had mentioned......

Then Wude is also very easy to identify, and it is undoubtedly the immortal god that is widely spread in this world-Wude Xingjun.

It's just that these immortals are all waiting on top of his head with their teeth and claws, and they will definitely not end up in person, if it is those who start this time, Zhang Qinghe is estimated to have already helped him nail the coffin board and put the book on the book, please do not disturb.

Moreover, in Xiao Wu's words, he seemed to be extremely disdainful of things in the sky, and his words were even full of hatred, so it could not be a family member or an external demon.

Zhang Qinghe remembered the appearance of Xiao Wu's normal person in the spiritual vision, and his brows furrowed.

What is the origin of this group of masters who pretend to be ghosts?