Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Why did you kill him? I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Evil laughed contemptuously and said, "Crazy woman, the token in his hand can contact other warriors at any time, do you want to die?"

The scarred woman glared at him again: "The warriors of the Great Tai Dynasty are nothing but this!"

"With the two of us taking action, plus the bundle of immortal ropes, are you still so scared?"

Hearing this, E just sneered: "These warriors are indeed weak and pitiful, and can't stand a single blow, but don't forget how your arm was broken!"

It's funny to say, although the Chen organization is mysterious and strange, and its actions are full of evil, its members are actually all from Taixu Palace. They naturally have no good feelings towards warriors, and they also have the arrogance unique to cultivators.

When the two of them were arguing, it seemed that they didn't take Zhenlingsi seriously at all.

Suddenly, Evil turned his head and looked to the side.

In the darkness of the night, a pure white shadow passed through the jungle and ran past in a flash.

“It’s Taotie!”

E urged his spiritual power to fly after it, feeling doubtful and uncertain: "What just ran past seemed to be a rabbit?"

"Are there any Taotie that look like rabbits?"

The two angry and evil men chased for a while, one in front and one behind, but they did not see the pure white and flawless figure again. Instead, they met another warrior.

They did the same thing and killed him before he could give any warning.

"Are all the warriors of Datai Town's Spiritual Division this kind of people?"

"So pitifully weak!"

Evil sneered coldly, feeling that he seemed to be too cautious.

"There's no need for Lord Siku to take action. The two of us can wipe out this bunch of trash..."

Suddenly, the evil expression changed drastically, and an extremely terrifying aura descended like the collapse of heaven and earth.

E looked up and saw a huge palm print falling from the sky.

The world in his eyes even began to collapse and turned into countless fragments.

He felt that his body was getting smaller and smaller, and the palm print above his head was getting bigger and bigger. Soon it was several thousand feet in size, and each finger was like a towering mountain.

The lines on his palms and the texture of his skin were like ravines between the mountains, so huge that they seemed to be pressing directly on his head, causing him to feel endless fear.

These scenes are not real, but hallucinations caused by the oppression of qi and blood in the evil brain.

He bit his tongue hard, the taste of blood filled his mouth, and he woke up, but there was still a strong fear in his eyes.

In the face of this palm, E was almost frightened to death!

Nu, who was not far away, was not much better, his eyes looked a little dull.

The man on the high ground, wearing a robe mixed with black and gold, had an air of dignity and dominance, and walked towards them slowly.

It was the crown prince of the Great Tai Dynasty.

E shouted loudly: "Seal the seal! Break his mind!"

Nu was awakened at this, and he mobilized the spiritual power around him to form an invisible seal, attacking the palm in the sky.

The Seven Emotions Seal originally required both hands to form the seal, but when it reached the level of two people, it could be made more flexible, as well as more concealed. Previous warriors had all been struck by the invisible seal in this way.

Facing the enemy in front of him, Nu'e did not dare to hold back at all, and his magic power quickly dissipated.

Next to the invisible seal, chaotic shapes seemed to emerge, like evil spirits, yakshas, ​​and angry Vajra, changing into various appearances.

Eben thought that the other party would use his blood and energy to block the seal, but he didn't expect that the noble man seemed to deliberately let go of his defense and let the seal fall into his body.

Both the angry and the evil were excited, thinking: "He is too arrogant and too careless!"

Warriors have no spiritual awareness and cannot resist this method that targets the mind. Once they are hit by the seal, their mind will be lost, no matter how strong their body is.

But the next moment, they heard the man speak.

"Seven Emotions Seal?"

"This is a magic spell passed down from ancient times. Once you learn the seven seals and fuse them into one, you can control the thoughts of others in a moment. It is no problem to transform them into human-shaped puppets. It is indeed extraordinary."

"It's a pity...you all only learned one skill, and you didn't master it very well!"

hum-

As the words fell, Evil Fury's mind was shaken.

The seals cast by the two men carried a portion of spiritual consciousness, allowing them to peek into the person's sea of ​​consciousness.

But what they saw with their spiritual sense made them feel even more horrified.

The surroundings were filled with rotting and decaying walls of flesh and blood, with bones piled up to form steps. Extreme filth and chaos were hidden here.

The sea of ​​consciousness was clearly extremely old and dead, yet it was filled with an incomparably strong vitality, as if it had been plundered from other people!

Eyeballs kept growing out of the flesh and blood, gazing at them greedily.

Tens of thousands of hands stretched out from the wall, as if trying to grab something.

One big mouth after another was filled with sharp teeth, opening and closing, and oozing out dirty, sticky saliva.

Anger and evil have invaded the consciousness of many people, but I have never seen anyone's consciousness look like this.

They don't need to do anything else, this place is already a huge devil's cave!

Evil felt extremely surprised: "That person's nature is actually like this?"

"He is simply a monster among men!"

Rather than saying that evil rage was infecting this strong man, it would be better to say that their spiritual consciousness was instead polluted by this devil's cave!

At this time, the black and white eyeballs locked onto the two people's positions, and several rotten hands grabbed their spiritual consciousness, and their bloody mouths began to chew and gnaw at will.

"not good……"

As soon as E's thought came to his mind, there was a loud "bang", and his and Nu's heads exploded instantly, emitting a foul substance.

From the moment the prince appeared to the moment he died in anger, it took less than three breaths.

Although Nu'e's methods were strange, he was only a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. Faced with the strength of the Sixth Realm, he was naturally unable to resist.

A golden light flew out from the corpse and turned into a stream of light and escaped.

"Oh? Magic weapon?"

The prince showed an interested look, then looked deeply at the woods not far away.

He was also led here by a strange aura, but encountered these two evil cultivators. Given the prince's suspicious nature, he couldn't help but guess something.

"No matter who you are, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are false."

"Today, we will catch all of you traitors in one fell swoop!"

Then, he chased in the direction where the Immortal Binding Rope was escaping.

******

After the prince left.

In the devastated area that was almost razed to the ground, the evil corpse that had lost its head and was gradually turning cold suddenly moved its fingers.

Then, his chest split open to the sides, revealing a bald head, like a drowning man who had just been rescued, gasping wildly with a trace of fear on his face.

"Damn it! How can he be so strong? This is the sixth level of martial arts!"

"That robe... is he the crown prince of the Great Tai Dynasty?"

"But could a prince be such a demon among men?"

The anger at the side gradually began to revive, his expression dazed and he hadn't come back to his senses for a while.

Evil muttered to himself to calm the fear in his heart: "Fortunately, Master Siku taught us the art of feigning death in advance and prepared an extra head, otherwise we would be in trouble this time..."

Tread...tread...

Just then, footsteps were heard in front of the two of them.

A figure wearing dark and ferocious armor was slowly approaching.

The armor was a living thing, constantly wriggling slightly. The light and shadow on it were between reality and illusion, and it seemed that it was no longer in this space.

There was a surging sea of ​​blood all around him, surging and surging endlessly, and countless resentful souls were sinking in it, wailing and screaming.

The pattern on his armor was scarlet and eerie, like a ghost's face!

I shuddered with nausea: "How come I can meet two monsters in one night?"

"However, the image of this armor...seems somewhat familiar."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered a person Xi had mentioned: "You, you are the ghost-faced man, Anle!"

"You are still alive! How is this possible?"

E had learned from Xi that this youngest disciple of Gu Shanshan was extremely talented and was also a member of the Jingchen people, but he had been exiled to the void by him and was doomed to die.

But now it seems that Anle is not only alive, but his strength has reached a very terrifying level.

After carefully sensing it, Evil's face was horrified: "Is this the breath of the void? You actually..."

Nu, who was standing next to him, came to his senses and forcibly summoned the remaining spiritual energy in his body to form seals again.

"I don't care who you are!"

"Do you really think you can be bullied just because I faked my death? Die!"

Not long after.

In the peaceful sea of ​​blood, there appeared two more souls struggling in pain, they were anger and evil.

They showed resentment and resentment on their faces, with overwhelming resentment around them and residual souls entangled in them. They were swallowed and washed by the blood, turning into an endless source of power in the sea of ​​blood.

It wasn't until both bodies were burned to ashes by the blood and qi that An Le finally felt relieved and murmured, "The resentment in them is several times stronger than that of Tong Erniu. I don't know how many people they have tortured and killed."

"This damned villain is just the right person to be my stepping stone."

In Anle's arms, Ye Ling'er, who had transformed into a white rabbit, jumped out, and was a little curious: "Even the prince of the sixth realm didn't see that they were faking their deaths, how did Junior Brother know?"

But she thought about it and asked another question: "Little Junior Brother, do we really have to deal with that prince?"

Thinking back to the power of the prince's attack, Ye Ling'er couldn't help but feel frightened.

A warrior in the sixth realm is already comparable to a spirit of transformation. Conventional means are completely unable to make up for the gap between the Nascent Soul and the Spirit of Transformation.

Not to mention, Junior Brother is actually still only at the Golden Core stage, and his physical body only has the strength of the fifth realm.

Ye Linger frowned and thought to herself, "If I could find the lost half of my body, I might still be able to fight back, but now..."

Anle smiled faintly, with a calmness that made him remain calm in the face of adversity: "We have no way out."

"Only in this way can we fight for a way out!"

Ye Ling'er was inexplicably frightened by his aura. After her mind was shaken, she smiled and said, "Then I, Senior Sister, will have no choice but to sacrifice my life to accompany my Junior Brother!"

Chapter 263 The pain of death cannot be taken lightly!

Under the night.

Deep in the dense forest, it was quiet and deserted, with only the shadows of strangely shaped trees, looking like the minions of a demon in the night.

Liuzhou was hit by a drought and the people fell into famine. Fresh tree bark became their food. Many civilians practiced immortal arts and their bodies became zombies. Although they no longer felt hungry, their obsession with food was still deeply engraved in their numb souls.

Those who have not been starving to death will not understand that feeling.

Therefore, most of the trees were peeled and left with the tooth marks of zombies, making them look even more bizarre and weird.

Between the trees, a grey figure flashed by like a stream of light, at an incredibly fast speed, yet extremely stealthy, without making any sound. Even the insects and beasts in the forest could not detect the passing of this strong man.

At the same time, a golden fairy rope flew from a distance and was put into his sleeves.

It is the suffering of death, one of the eight sufferings in the world.

However, this time, Si Ku's face was no longer as calm and relaxed as before, but rather had a rare solemn look.

The dead soul swept behind him, frowned, and thought to himself: "Oh no, he's catching up."

"He is indeed a strong man in the sixth realm."

After realizing that Nu'e and the other man were in danger, he had no intention of rescuing them. Instead, he summoned the Immortal Binding Rope and turned around and ran away.