The ghostly screams echoed in Yang Feng's ears, making him uneasy and making his eyes split.
Hatred, anger, sorrow, humility, unwillingness, jealousy and other negative emotions poured into the depths of his heart like the Yellow River bursting its banks, filling his soul like a barrel filled with dynamite that was about to explode at any time. .
"Never before, Yang Feng actually wanted to die so much. Even though his mind was extremely strong now, it was still difficult to resist the impact of the negative energy of these resentful souls on his heart.
ah!
??Wailing, Yang Feng's face instantly turned pale, his eyes were full of despair, and he even shed tears of blood.
¡°This is the ghost way, by controlling the opponent¡¯s emotions, forcing the opponent into a desperate situation!¡±
The surrounding saints looked at this scene with sparkling eyes: "Those who have become saints from the ghost path have seen through the evil in the world, and are also the best at using laws to manipulate the evil in people's hearts. They can infinitely amplify people's negative emotions, and finally make the other party Self-collapse. At this time, the best response strategy is to stick to your heart. Especially for saints, who have their own holy way to protect their body, it should not be so easy to be affected by the ghost way. Why did Saint Yang fall into the way so easily? It's simply Just like ordinary people!"
People are very strange, with doubts in their eyes.
After Wu Qiudao and Qingxue succeeded in the Tao discussion, they hurried to Yang Feng's Tao discussion venue. They were shocked to see that Yang Feng had been tortured by this ghost and was reduced to a human shape.
"Thiswhat's going on?"
He shrugged suspiciously, and everyone around him didn't know.
Mie Luo looked at him with disdain at the man who once fought against a hundred people, but fell so easily under his own ghost ways. He was immediately overjoyed and proud: "Yang Shengren, what do you mean by this? Once upon a time. Where's your strength? Are you looking down on me? You haven't used your holy way yet. It seems that I have to push you a little more before you will talk about it seriously, hum."
"Hell reincarnation, evil spirits are coming, take a good look at this miserable world!"
ah!
With a wail, Yang Feng suddenly raised his head. His eyes seemed to see something terrifying, full of fear and trembling. Involuntarily, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the depths of his eyes were dark and completely despairing.
"Kill, kill them all, give this woman to me, Jie Jie Jie!"
¡°Baby, run quickly, ah!¡±
"Brother, don't look at it, woo woo woo!"
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War, massacre, fire!
Here is a small village that is being massacred by the rebel army. There are swords and swords everywhere and mountains of bones. The whole village is swallowed up by the sea of ??fire.
The woman was humiliated to death, and the young sister was also being humiliated. A four-year-old child, crying and howling in front of the ferocious smiling faces, was so helpless.
At this time, for this child, this is hell and despair.
To survive here, to be alive is worse than to be dead.
The child's pupils were getting darker and darker. He looked at a short knife at his feet, slowly picked it up, and then slowly handed it to his neck.
Snapped!
Suddenly, a warm big hand grabbed him and said with a smile: "Is this how you end yourself?"
"What else, I don't want to see all this again, I'm in pain!" The child murmured aggrievedly.
"Do you think that if you die, none of this will happen and the pain will disappear?"
¡°When a person dies, it¡¯s like a light goes out. You won¡¯t feel pain after you die!¡±
"Is it!"
The man chuckled lightly and asked the child: "If it were you before, this would be a choice. But you shouldn't say such things now. Do you still remember who you are?"
"Who am I?"
The child¡¯s eyes were confused and he looked at the person, but the person¡¯s face was blurry and he couldn¡¯t see clearly: ¡°Do you know who am I?¡±
"You have to ask yourself, who are you? What are you here for? Are you just here to die?"
"I¡¡"
Clenching his fists tightly, the child stared at the blurry figure and murmured: "Who am I? I am I am I am"
His pupils twitched, and the child was very excited. He seemed to have remembered something, and finally he shouted loudly: "I am Yang Feng, I am the leader of the Nine Kingdoms, I am the leader of the spiritual world, and I will also be the leader of the divine world in the future. I am Yang Feng. I came here to change, and everyone who dislikes me must become me.With a blind eye, I want to turn the whole world into the ideal world in my heart. My destiny is up to me and not God. I am the master of my world, and God cannot stop me! "
"You finally remembered the Tao in your heart!"
The man laughed loudly and suddenly revealed a familiar face, it was undoubtedly Yang Feng.
Then, Yang Feng turned into a series of green code symbols and entered the child's body. In an instant, the two merged into one, blooming with bright light, and immediately dispersed all the haze and sea of ??fire in front of them
"it's over!"
On the dojo, a group of heavenly masters glared at Yang Feng's empty eyes below, and sneered: "The ancient tribesmen, without their innate magical powers, cannot stop the ghosts at all. They can actually let the ghosts manipulate their souls and enter the forest." Luo Hell, I¡¯m afraid this Yang Feng has already suffered a mental breakdown, hehehehe.¡±
Without saying anything, Lu Chengfeng just watched quietly, muttering to himself.
Is it over like this? The Sacred Heart has obviously been born, but it didn¡¯t become a saint or enlightenment in the end, alas.
"Destroy Luo!"
On the edge of the dojo, Wu Qiudao looked at Yang Feng's lifeless figure, clenched his fists fiercely, and cursed: "You already occupied the upper peak just now, why did you drag Saint Yang's soul into the Senluo Hell? , to be tortured? You clearly want to drive him to pieces!"
He shrugged nonchalantly and said with a smile, "Don't talk nonsense. I am also a saint. How could I be so malicious? It's just that after all, Saint Yang once fought one against a hundred. I wanted to express my feelings towards him." I respected him, so I showed my special skills and wanted him to see my strength. But I didn¡¯t expect that he would be so unbearable and collapse so easily. Fortunately, I specially arranged the most desperate situation for him, a four-year-old As a child, it turned out that the attack was too harsh, hahaha!"
What, a four-year-old?
Wu Qiudao frowned deeply as his body trembled.
The strongest method of ghosts is to control people's inner emotions and create terrifying illusions in people's hearts. Once an average person falls into the trap, it is difficult to resist.
In particular, Kidou can also control the opponent's age. As long as the opponent's mental age is set to a very vulnerable age group, the person will basically have no resistance.
Like Yang Feng, because he already regarded himself as a four-year-old child in that terrifying illusion, and how much pressure can a four-year-old child endure?
¡°This Mie Luo is not here to talk about morality, he is here to kill people!
"Mie Luo, you are in vain for the dignity of a saint!" Wu Qiudao gritted his teeth and cursed.
With a smile, Mi Luo shrugged noncommittally: "I am fair and have a clear conscience. Anyway, Saint Yang's soul has probably collapsed now, and he would be a fool if he didn't die. Dean Lu, can you announce that this I won the second discussion"
Phew!
However, before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly came from behind him, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded slowly: "Don't be so anxious now, don't you want to see my holy way? I will do it now." Show it to you!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com