Until there was a sudden tingling sensation in his ankle that hit the bottom of his heart, Zhao Zhi suddenly gushed out the feeling that he might have to explain here!

The bone-burning pain at his ankle hit his already fragile nerves, Zhao Zhi suddenly went dark in front of him and almost fainted, he involuntarily moved his steps to stabilize his body, but he forgot that he was on a flying sword with three fingers wide, and Zhao Zhi fell from more than ten meters of void as soon as he stepped into the air.

"Bang ......!"

It happened too suddenly, so that Zhao Zhi's pulpy brain instantly regained a trace of clarity, but before he could drive the flying sword to stabilize his body, he had already landed due to the short distance, and he just smashed on a muddy monster impartially.

The swamp monster was covered with translucent blisters, filled with a strong corrosive liquid, and suddenly sank down by the impact of a heavy object, Zhao Zhi felt that he had fallen into the bathtub full of soft feathers, thinking that it was the Taoist friendly heart casting a spell, and used his only remaining arm to stand up and prepare to thank him, but he felt that he was wrapped in some kind of soft and slippery object around him.

"Horn...... ，”

As the small water balloon popping sounded, Zhao Zhi seemed to understand where he was, and his heart instantly collapsed to the extreme, and before he could open his mouth and cry for help, the giant water balloon wrapped around Zhao Zhi completely burst.

The corrosive liquid splashed in all directions, surging densely and evenly like a torrential rain, and suddenly poured into Zhao Zhi's mouth and turned his tongue into blood, half of his chin had disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Zhao Zhi, who had a trace of resistance, let out a strange cry like a ghost in his mouth, and suddenly burst out of all his potential, and his body flashed and came to the monks in an instant.

"Ahh......h ，”

Zhao Zhi waved his arms with wisps of green smoke, endured the pain caused by the corrosive liquid slowly eroding his internal organs, and humbly asked the monks beside him for help, but everyone seemed to be afraid that they would be contaminated with the corrosive liquid and suffer from it, so they ignored Zhao Zhi with indifference and disgust, and let him go from full of hope to complete despair, experiencing physical and mental double damage.

The nameless old man sighed helplessly when he saw this scene, waved his arm to drive the bamboo leaf sword in his hand through the void, and a silver-white light crossed in front of the monks, ending Zhao Zhi's vital signs in the illusion in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Zhi's body, which had lost the support of spiritual power, was corroded clean in an instant.

"Ahh......h

The little maid of Tianqing Pavilion looked at Zhao Zhi who was more than ten meters away, there was only a white bone left in the blink of an eye of the person who had just lived, and her heart, which was already on the verge of collapse, could not withstand such a heavy blow, so she turned her back to everyone and vomited wildly.

............

"Sister Mao'er, is that person really dead?"

Although Xiaohuo has experienced the baptism of the 'Moving Chessboard' magic circle, due to the high defense rate of everyone's cultivation, Xiaohuo is too well protected, and he has no chance to see the power of the corrosive liquid in the swamp monster's body.

Now this scene touched a certain nerve in Xiaohuo's heart, which made him extremely ambivalent about the current situation, not only worried that he would be disliked by everyone if he didn't learn and didn't know how to learn, but also worried that after he really learned something, he would lose the childlike heart that Brother Lingyun loved.

"It depends on whether the person's state of mind is firm!"

The 'Four Seasons Reincarnation' Phantom Array is a thousand-faced sand cat carefully set up a lore array, because it is the first time to experiment with a real person after the improvement, and he is not sure whether the person who turned into white bones can come to his senses, after all, everyone's mind and realm are completely different.

Suppose you place a high protective barrier in front of ordinary people, and suddenly there are many people on the opposite side holding bows and arrows to shoot in turn, and people know that they are absolutely safe, but they will still nervously make the action of wanting to escape.

The brain is the carrier of human thinking, and it is also the place where the sea of consciousness (spiritual consciousness) is entrenched, if a person is sure that he is really dead, the brain is injured as the essential characteristic of the person... Consciousness is also lost, and the meaningful individual life ceases to exist, which is an irreversible termination of all brain functions, including the brainstem (nervous system) function.

Coma is caused by damage or inhibition of the brain, and the person can breathe spontaneously, and the heartbeat and brain stem reactions are normal, but the structural destruction of the person's spiritual consciousness will directly cause the respiratory function to stop due to the direct brain stem strike, and no matter what means are taken, the patient's life cannot be saved.

"It's a little unpromising!"

Xiao Xin'er felt that Zhao Zhi, whose breathing rate had plummeted on the side, had no waves in his heart, but there was a trace of sadness on his face, as if he was worried that the thousand-faced sand cat would cause unnecessary trouble.

She cares so much about the thousand-faced sand cat now, not because of the sisterhood that has been together for a long time, but because she wants to use her influence on Zhang Lingyun to subtly change her image in her mind and achieve her ultimate goal of becoming Mrs. Zhang.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and the magnificent scene of Zhang Lingyun's pride and killing for herself involuntarily appeared in her mind, as well as the beautiful life of the two of them walking hand in hand to cultivate immortals.

"It's just a doorman of Baicaotang, don't make a fuss!"

The Poison Flame Centipede didn't care about the immortal cultivators in the Four Seasons Reincarnation Phantom Array, they were just some robbers who wanted to take advantage of the fire, even if the forces behind them wanted to come to the door to ask for the guilt, it would be absolutely easy to settle everything with their own strength to solve these miscellaneous fish.

The only thing that is a little tricky in the phantom array is that Situ Wan'er, this person dared to attack Zhang Lingyun unscrupulously after revealing his identity, if she wasn't a stupid person who didn't have a long brain, there was only one possibility... The forces behind it are not under the 'Orthodox Religion', but at least they are a hidden existence that can compete with them.

The thousand-faced sand cat got the promise of the person she liked, as if she had received the most precious treasure in the world, and suddenly there was a feeling of a little girl's spring heart, and she immediately lowered her head to cover her crimson cheeks.

Xiaohuo listened to the indifferent tone of the poisonous flame centipede, and couldn't help but look in the direction blocked by the light curtain, although he didn't want Zhang Lingyun to make too many enemies, but he also knew the truth of constantly being chaotic, and invisibly gave birth to a vicious idea, hoping that all the people in the phantom array would die and die, lest they come back to life and be grateful to trouble Brother Lingyun again.

............

"Old man, you're ruthless enough!"

Although Zhao Zhi's death has its own responsibility, it is the nameless old man who did it, he and Zhao Zhi have experienced life and death together, and they can be regarded as people who have had a fateful relationship, even if their own cultivation cannot compete with it, they can't turn a deaf ear and pretend that nothing happened.

"There is a lack of medicine here, rather than struggling for several hours to die of pain, it is better to end up happy!"

The corners of the nameless old man's mouth showed a disdainful smile, and there was even some hatred in it, and he didn't endure the pain and speculated about the victim's thoughts, and the nameless old man was very ashamed of his behavior of standing and talking without backache.

Lost the ability to speak and even the hope of being finally cured was shattered, this feeling of loneliness and helplessness was felt by the nameless old man, after all, he had just lost his best friends and all his disciples.

"Hmph...... Do you think you are a god if you judge the life and death of others in order to gain by cultivating?"

The beard was so angry by the other party's natural attitude, even if Zhao Zhi escaped from the battle, he would not be guilty of death, after all, he did not bring substantial losses to everyone, as long as the immortal cultivator reached the realm of the god transformation stage, the spiritual consciousness was immortal, no matter how serious the injury was, it could be restored to normal, even if the body was disabled, it would not affect the normal ascension to the immortal realm, but now this state completely broke Zhao Zhi's life thoughts!

"We're in a psychedelic array, everything is based on illusion, and he won't necessarily die,"

Situ Wan'er first pointed to the white bones that were still emitting wisps of green smoke, and then pointed to the swamp monsters that were slowly approaching around her, suggesting that everyone should not be afraid of the monsters around them, even after this body is dead, they will quickly wake up from the real world.

Situ Wan'er didn't think that woman would be so kind, but since her son was born, she had never seen someone who could kill people with illusions, and now she could only use the shallowness and ignorance of everyone to appease the precarious cooperative relationship in the team first.

"Aren't they just low-level monsters! since they can't fly...... Destroy all these monsters!"

Xing Hongliang got the suggestive glance from Situ Wan'er, then pulled out the sword on his waist and threw it into the void, pinched his fingers and whispered in his mouth, as the spiritual power in Xing Hongliang's body suddenly exploded, the sword that was about to fall into the muddy moss, suddenly changed direction and wiped the ground and rose in the air, shuttling through the team of swamp monsters like the wind.

"Puff~, puff...... ，”

Xing Hongliang drove the sword as if it were in a no-man's land, and every time the sharp sword light flashed, a swamp monster fell to the ground and fell to sleep, and the corrosive liquid sprayed by those swamp monsters could not hurt the spirit level sword at all.

Such a crushing attack effect made Xing Hongliang, who had cultivated to the general level, feel fluttering, and couldn't help but strengthen the spiritual power output in his body and start to kill the Quartet mode.

"So many horrible monsters...... When will I finish the kill?"

Situ Wan'er rubbed her arms with disgust, hoping to suppress the terrible feeling brought by those swamp monsters, and from time to time the afterglow drifted to the two people who were standing and not working, revealing a trace of elegant smile.

Situ Wan'er wanted to do it herself, but found that the nameless old man was always in a wait-and-see state, and couldn't help but feel suspicious and quietly took out the treasure jade that could measure the concentration of spiritual energy, Situ Wan'er turned over her hand and condensed the surrounding heaven and earth aura into the magic weapon, and after a few breaths, looking at the treasure jade emitting a faint white light, Situ Wan'er couldn't help but hold her forehead and show a helpless look.

The richer the concentration of aura, the brighter the color of the jade, the lighter the color of the jade, and the white indicates that the surrounding aura is extremely thin, which cannot support the huge consumption of the monk in normal battle, if he is forced to fight in this environment, when his own spiritual power is exhausted, that is, when the monk has no power to resist.

"Xing Hongliang...... This method is relatively safe, and everyone can take turns fighting!"