Its body glows with colorful luster, showing its extreme toxicity.
The poisonous insect is about the size of a palm, and when it appears, it makes a strange noise, which makes people feel creepy.
"Zi la¡ª¡ª"
Surroundings, the medicinal fragrance burned rapidly, and the medicinal mist produced became thinner and thinner, and it was already difficult to stop the invasion of the poisonous mist.
Zhang Mingfeng finally showed a touch of determination on his face.
He picked up the poisonous insect in his hand and swallowed it directly.
The poisonous worm entered his body, and after only a few breaths, his whole body felt a spasm of severe pain.
Zhang Mingfeng fell heavily on the ground, clutching his stomach, and twitching uncontrollably.
On his arm, dark blood vessels were spreading rapidly, and his eyes gradually changed from pitch black to strange colorful colors.
In the sky, many examiners were also shocked by the scene in front of them.
One of the Hanlins was silent for a long time, and then slowly sighed: "He is planning to sacrifice himself to absorb all the poisonous mist in front of him."
Another examiner asked: "Since he has poisonous insects in his hand, why doesn't he let the poisonous insects swallow up the poisonous mist?"
Hanlin shook his head: "This poisonous insect should not be fully cultivated. It is impossible to swallow the poisonous mist in front of him. He did this because he was going to use himself as the skin of the poisonous insect to let the poisonous insect mature quickly!"
"He wants to use his body to block this poisonous mist! The poisonous insects enter his body, no matter whether he succeeds in the end or not, he will not survive!"
The examiners around were silent for a while.
Many of them know that everything in front of them is a dream.
However, everything in Huang Liang's dream is controlled by the Dao of Destiny. No matter what everyone does, there is a destiny guiding them ahead.
Everyone in Lingzhou City may have died long ago in reality.
However, in this yellow beam dream, they still follow their hearts and do what they should do.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Zhang Mingfeng felt that his breathing was extremely difficult, and his brain had already stopped functioning, and pictures came one after another, flashing non-stop in his mind.
In those illusions, he saw many scenes from the past.
His parents are mortals in Lingzhou City, doing the hardest and most tiring work, even survival is quite difficult.
Zhang Mingfeng's birth was like a fallen leaf floating on the ground without attracting any attention.
Mortals are like ants in the city of cultivation.
Zhang Mingfeng's childhood was very bitter, he couldn't afford to be well-clothed and well-fed like those children from aristocratic families. He needs to work from dawn to dusk every day, doing things that the high-ranking monks are unwilling to do.
At this moment, in his mind, he recalled secretly squatting by the window of the private school, learning to read and write.
The alchemy formula that I accidentally discovered when I was dealing with the ashes in the alchemy furnace.
Once stepped into practice, the eyes of parents are gratified.
Once entered the alchemy alliance, the glory of obtaining the alchemist status.
It wasn't until he heard the news of his parents' death that Zhang Mingfeng realized that everything he had gained was vain.
Cultivating the truth and seeking freedom, but in Zhang Mingfeng's bones, the small courtyard in a remote corner of Lingzhou City is still engraved.
Unable to escape, he returned to his hometown, buried his parents, and still stayed in the small courtyard.
His cultivation stagnated.
But the heart, but got quiet.
In Zhang Mingfeng's mind, a figure kept appearing and disappearing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com