Hysterical patients act independently, forming strange and curious forces, and even making a large number of wooden mounts.

In the hysterical world, the rough wooden throne is like the Buddha's ninth-grade lotus throne, emitting dazzling light.

But it is the effect of hysteria, which not only stimulates the growth of diseases, but also makes patients feel as if they are in a fairyland and can become immortals at any time.

When the statue of Shouxian was completely formed, all the hysterical patients gathered on both sides of the empty streets. They looked at the statue of Shouxian, as if they were worshiping the sacred gods of immortals.

The ranks of hysterical patients are growing stronger and stronger, and people are constantly eroded and out of control by hysteria and join the embrace of hysterical thinking.

However, these people were originally people who admired the immortals, so their willpower was so weak that most people could tolerate it.

The rhizomes extend from the end of the fairy peach held by the statue of Shouxian and fall next to the monk who seems to have the most severe alienation of the disease.

The monk laughed loudly and touched the rhizome with his hands without hesitation.

"Dear colleagues, I will become an immortal first!

!”

The colorful light emanated from his pores, and the monk nearby couldn't help but kneel down to the ground, his expression became extremely fanatical.

Grizzle giggle giggle...

The monk's back ridge suddenly protruded and his limbs kept trembling.

However, his expression remained fanatic, as if he was about to face the transformation of becoming an immortal, which made others yearn for it.

Soon the crest of the back crack opened, and the new monk was drilling out bit by bit.

His original appearance was extremely deformed, but now he looks back to normal, with a childish face and a neat Taoist robe.

Very in line with the gods in everyone's impression.

The monk flew towards the top of the statue of Shouxian, and the rest of his fellow practitioners watched him leave, his eyes filled with unsuppressed scent.

But what kind of scene is it in the real world?

I saw that the rhizomes protruded from the statue of Shouxian had already pumped the patient into adults and dried them.

From flesh and blood to souls, there is no residue. The so-called transformation into an immortal is just a fantasy from the hysterical patient.

In the eyes of the surviving Taiwu monk, Wei'an Zhen was shrouded in unspeakable despair.

They rely on physical martial arts to barely resist the erosion of hysterical aura, so they hid in the hidden cellar in the house.

The martial arts monks come from various martial arts halls. In fact, they know a little about the secrets about the statue of Shouxian. As long as they absorb nutrients and produce fruits, they will wither completely.

In this case, naturally no one will resist the threat from the immortal seed.

Kakakaka...

The Blackstone Pavilion, which had turned into ruins, suddenly collapsed, and a wounded man crawled out from the bottom, and the road was covered in black blood.

Xu Sanliang gasped heavily, and his consciousness was as good as a slurry lake.

When he didn't know what happened, he was hit hard by stones on his head, and the building remains buried.

Under the influence of the hysterical breath, Xu Sanliang seemed confused.

He got up with difficulty and looked around and swept across the devastated Black Stone Hall. For a moment, he didn't know where to go.

I was worried about the future Wei'an town for a moment, but now the town is almost razed to the ground.

The statue of Shouxian who broke through the sky in the distance was shrouded in hazy dust, and patients could be seen crawling up one after another.

However, most patients ended with falling into pieces and smashing them into pieces.

Xu Sanliang staggered towards Qingfeng Pavilion. Compared with the severely damaged Black Stone Pavilion, Qingfeng Pavilion should be much better on the periphery.

He looked at the messy scenes around him and the rotten limbs in the courtyard, and his heart couldn't help but feel a deep sense of despair.

"Tao...taboos..."

Xu Shiwang's crazy voice came to his ears, and Xu Sanliang immediately came to his senses.

He subconsciously took a few steps toward the source of the sound, but a chill came to his face, and the distracting thoughts in his heart disappeared.

Xu Sanliang was stunned and found out that it was Wang Shanlu himself.

"How is it possible..."

Because Ren Qing did not hide his own aura, the iron-milling sword technique in the Half Corpse Realm was fully exposed, and it was also mixed with the other two martial arts realms.

Xu Sanliang never thought that Ren Qing had reached the level of ordinary people's practice for decades in just a few days, and stayed at a loss.

His mind moved slightly, and suddenly realized that the rotten smell he had smelled on Ren Qing before seemed to be the smell of Nanfeng's corpse.

"It seems that Nanfeng should be killed quietly by the mountain road."

Xu Sanliang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Nan Feng was killed by a punch. How exaggerated is Wang Shanlu's strength?

"Achieve enlightenment and become an immortal!

!”

"Achieve enlightenment and become an immortal!

!

”

The thugs' carnival continued, and the patients were spreading in groups, and there were obviously more than a dozen people going to the Blackstone Hall.

Xu Sanliang hurriedly walked towards Ren Qing, intending to protect the latter's practice.

If he guessed correctly, Ren Qing should be at the juncture of about to break through and should not let those lunatics come and disturb him.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

A heavy heartbeat sounded.

Ren Qing's body emitted a real aura, and black and gray smoke and dust kept floating and gathering, looking extremely shocked.

Xu Sanliang felt something was wrong, and Lingzhi was gradually affected by hysteria.

How could the patients who came here feel fear? Instead, they were like fireflies attracted by the light, hundreds of people flocked to the Black Stone Hall.

Seeing this, Xu Sanliang sprayed a heavy airflow with his arms, and the limbs of the patients not far away crawled in parallel, making the demons dance.

Although most of the patients are transformed by mortals, the hysterical aura is real and can easily make his disease out of control.

After the mortal is absorbed by the statue of Shouxian, if the nutrition is still not enough, the fruit will be ripe, the immortal will definitely attack the Taiwu monk.

It will be called chaos at that time, and all monks are willing to kill each other for the survival quota.

Xu Sanliang was already ready to die, which was much better than being put on the hands of an immortal, and he didn't want to try to survive.

"As soon as you become an immortal, is this the true practice in the world?"

He sighed helplessly, rushed into the crowd with his legs, raised his hand, and several wind blades flew out, cutting several patients in half.

But the patient not only did not hesitate because of his death, but instead became more ready to die and said that "becoming an immortal and gaining enlightenment" was the only one who said that.

The number of deaths and injuries of patients increased, the three immortal species at the top of the Shouxian statue lowered their heads and said in a deafening voice.

"The path of immortality is impermanent."

"Fuxian is dead."

"Luxian is dead."

"The immortal of longevity should stand!

!”

The actions of the immortal seed are obviously accelerating the growth of the Shouxian statue.

The patient immediately lay on the ground, stuffing the dead companion's body into his mouth, and his mouth was covered with flesh and blood.

Xu Sanliang couldn't help but feel desperate, and he actually had the urge to join in.

He stumbled out of the encirclement and barely came to the relatively empty land, and then lay flat without any strength.

Xu Sanliang sadly discovered that the patients he killed were just chess pieces of immortals and had no effect on the situation at all.

With Xu Shiwang's roar, the Black Stone Hall showed a unique feeling of sadness.

The roots of the statue of Shouxian were wrapped around the patient monks who were mature enough in the disease, and hundreds of thin corpses soon appeared.

The Taiwu monk who was observing secretly showed a sad expression of a rabbit dead fox.

The forehead of the Shouxian statue was swollen, not as nude as before, but a swimming figure could be seen faintly.

With the acquiescence of the species of immortality, the statue kept sucking patients in Wei'an Town, and corpses were lying in the corner of the street.

Xu Sanliang held his breath, no one knew what the Shouxian statue would eventually form.

At this moment, the strong wind rolled out of thin air, and the violent fluctuations emitted by Youyuan flashed by, and then returned to Ren Qing's body.

Ren Qing opened his eyes and felt that Youyuan became extremely abundant.

A long snake shadow several meters above his feet was swimming, and then it disappeared into the shadow.

The information flow is surging.
To be continued...