Immortal War

Chapter 64 Illusion? Or is it real?

At this time, Zhang Ming has also reached the most critical time. If he goes further, the sea and the sky will be wide, and if he takes a step back, he will be doomed. If he is a little careless, years of practice may turn into nothing.

Zhang Ming's situation at this time was different from that of Xia Houtian at that time. Because he stayed in the state of qi perfection for many years, his true qi was strong and out of control, and his destructive power was stronger. His blue veins burst up, his blood flow accelerated, and his blood vessels gradually began to burst.

"Brother, you must make it through!"

Xia Houtian can see that Zhang Ming's body can never support it for an hour. Once he can't reach his heart, his heart is clear and he defeats the heart demon, then he will also be eroded by the heart demon and self-exploding!

Unfortunately, Xia Houtian has no choice but to try his best to drive Qipin Liantai. I hope it can help.

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"Where am I, brother? What?"

A familiar voice came. Zhang Ming looked up and saw a middle-aged woman slowly coming, staggering, showing a trace of anxiety on her pale face.

"Ming, Ming'er..."

"Mother?"

Zhang Ming was puzzled. He didn't understand. He was still chatting with his younger brother just now. Why did he appear here in a blink of an eye? Could it be plotted?!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming did not respond. He just waited aside and quietly watched the woman's anxious expression. Looking at it, his heart couldn't help but feel a soreness!

Although he knew that his mother had already passed away, and although he knew that his mother could not really appear, he still couldn't control his heart, the heart that was eager to feel his mother's warm embrace again!

"Mother--" Zhang Ming no longer couldn't bear to look at his mother's anxious search and responded loudly. It was a kind of vent, but also an expectation. It was all true!

"Mother, my mother will never hit you again. Come back soon!"

Looking at his mother's red eyes in the distance, Zhang Ming felt a deep self-reproach. He quickly stepped forward, took his mother's slender hands and said, "Mother, I'm worried you. The child is wrong!"

"Mororor, as long as you can come back. Let's go home with me!"

"Go home?"

"Yes, tomorrow, your father is still waiting for you at home. Don't make your father angry again!"

"Father?"

Maybe she was afraid that the child would escape again, or maybe she was afraid that her husband would wait for a long time. The woman took Zhang Ming's hand and wanted to pull him away!

His mother's familiar face, familiar voice and familiar posture once made Zhang Ming hope that everything in front of him was true. Unfortunately, all this turned into a bubble with the emergence of the word "father". Zhang Ming was angry. He felt like a doll, being trampled on his dignity. He Regardless of everything, he took action angrily!

A cold light passed, and the woman's chest suddenly turned red. With a bang, she fell to the ground and splashed a trace of dust.

Zhang Ming looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes were full of fierceness, and said angrily, "Why, why are you doing this, why!"

"Mmormormor, mother doesn't blame you. If you resent your father, let me bear all this. Remember, he will always be your father..."

Before the words fell, the woman had left her life, and there was no more sound. Only the eyes that exuded infinite maternal love seemed to be saying something!

"Lian'er, what's wrong with you, you beast, you can do such a vicious thing!" A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him, pointed to Zhang Ming and cursed.

Zhang Ming sneered in his heart, didn't say anything, and quietly watched the man's realistic performance! Although he doesn't know why he is so involved now, he knows that it is not as harmonious as it seems.

Zhang Ming recalled the story and found that only Xia Houtian had the opportunity to plot with him. After all, only Xia Houtian around him had the opportunity and the strength to do this, but there was one problem that always troubled him, that is, how Xia Houtian learned about his family situation and living environment. Did Xia Houtian personally After investigating him, the idea was soon denied, because except for his master, no one in the Qingyun School knew about these things. Even his master only knew and did not know the specific situation.

Zhang Ming thought of countless possibilities, but he didn't think of asking questions. It was not that he didn't want to, but every time he approached the truth, he could never break the fog, like looking at flowers in the fog, which made him never distinguish the truth!

After the middle-aged man cried, he slowly took the woman's body away. Only those hateful eyes made Zhang Ming linger!

Mother-in-law!

Even if he knew that it was fake, even if he knew that his mother had already passed away, when Zhang Ming did all this, he still felt a feeling of heartache.

It gradually drizzled in the sky, and Zhang Ming's clothes were wet. Suddenly, a bloody breath came from his nose. Zhang Ming was alert and found that what was dripping from the sky was actually blood rain!

Not bad! It's blood rain!

"This..."

Above the sky, a black cloud kept condensing, and finally converged into a huge eye, emitting a ruthless gaze, silently staring at him. Zhang Ming felt a trace of pressure, which was that he had never felt the pressure. Even his master could never exude such terrible pressure.

Zhang Ming's knees seemed to have no strength. He gradually bent down and fell to the ground with a bang!

The huge eye seemed to be carrying something. The silky electric light gathered around him and wiped out bursts of electric flowers. It suddenly closed and opened it again. The roaring electric dragons rushed out and roared Zhang Ming.

After seven, seven, forty-nine times, there was no one in place, and the giant eyes seemed to be very satisfied. Their eyes condensed and gradually dispersed. Only the scorched land told the story that happened here!

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"What's wrong with me? I remember I was killed by God's punishment?" Zhang Ming subconsciously wanted to touch his forehead, but there was no feeling of touch. Suddenly, he found that he was floating in the air and swaying around without a trace.

"Is I dead? Do I really have to kill my mother with my own hands?

Zhang Ming did not believe what happened in front of him. In his memory, his mother died when he was seven years old. He firmly believed that everything in front of him was not true, but the coming of divine punishment, the nothingness of the body, and everything was so true.

"You killed your mother, Zhang Ming, you deserve it, and you deserve it!"

There was a sound from the bottom of my heart, and there seemed to be silence around. The sound kept repeating and recalling in his ear.

"No, I didn't. That's not true!"

"Face the reality, you are dead and died under divine punishment. Can't you feel this? Give up, give up the struggle!"

"Yes...dead..."

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There is not much time left. Zhang Ming has no sign of waking up at all. Xia Houtian is anxious, but he doesn't know what to do. After all, speaking of which, his cultivation is not as good as Zhang Ming, and he has less insight. He can do anything about everything in front of him!

Xia Houtian now understands why Duguhan has such an expression when he is facing his brother's death. That's hatred. He hates that he doesn't have the ability to save all this!

"Yes, Duguhan!"

Since Du Guhan closed and rested, Xia Houtian has never noticed a trace of strangeness, as if Du Guhan did not exist. At this time, he could not allow him to think more, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. Xia Houtian called out in the sea of knowledge.

"Big brother...Big brother...Big brother..."

However, no matter how Xia Houtian called, Du Guhan did not respond at all. With the passage of time, Xia Houtian became more and more disappointed and gradually despaired.

Although he and Zhang Ming have only known each other for a few months, he can see that Zhang Ming treats him as a real friend. Speaking of which, Zhang Ming should be his first real friend. He doesn't want to lose it like this!

To be honest, since Xia Houtian joined the Qingyun School, he has felt a little lonely. The reason why he specializes in alchemy is not only helpful to practice, but also because of Elder Yao's care for him, which makes him feel a trace of warmth.

But after Elder Yao was closed, he felt that he was missing something again. In the spiritual realm, he met Bingying, Zhang Ming and Du Guhan one after another. He felt again that maybe God did not abandon him, and he was not lonely!

But now, the eldest brother did not respond, and Bingying also left him. Even Zhang Ming's life and death are unknown. He feels that he should do something. He can't watch Zhang Ming sink, can't!