"Kill... Kill..." After hearing the shouts of the burly man, the people around him made a shout and pulled out their weapons and waved them towards Tang Feng and the surrounding men.

"Hmph." Tang Feng snorted coldly, closed his eyes, his hands kept turning, and finally formed an outer lion seal. His eyes opened suddenly and he shouted: "Zha."

With Tang Feng's roar, ripples appeared all over his body, and a transparent white evil aura burst out from Tang Feng's body. You can see a large number of blurred and small figures rushing into the body of the practitioners in the shop with the evil aura.

The expression of the burly man who was about to pounce on him was stunned, his fierce eyes suddenly became hazy, but his fear immediately appeared on his face.

He stood alone in a hell of red lava flowing everywhere. A figure slowly crawled out of the lava, standing swaying in front of him. These, these, these, these, those whom he had killed before?

This, wasn’t this the low-level practitioner who killed a simple villager who lived in his family when he was just practicing? This was the wife of his own villager who was the first to be a villager? Isn’t this the low-level practitioner who killed for a spiritual herb?

............

One by one, one by one, arousing his memories of the past.

But just when he was surprised, these people who looked as weak as ants rushed towards him.

He hugged his body suddenly, opened his bloody mouth and bit his body hard, tearing out a piece of flesh and blood.

The burly man's face was full of fear, and he split one of the figures in half with a knife, but before he could meet the next target, he found that the two halves of his body slowly healed, and then rushed towards him with a deep-rooted look of hatred.

How is that possible?

The burly man waved the knife in his hand to smash the person in front of him.

A look of fear appeared on his face again, because he saw half of his face still smile, and then all the pieces slowly healed together.

How is this possible?

The burly man stepped back step by step, watching the people in front of him slowly pushing over, and rushed towards him with a hideous smile.

The burly man waved his sword in fear and slashed over. These people hugged themselves tightly and bit off pieces of flesh and blood one by one.

The burly man let out a scream of miserable fear.

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Tang Feng looked at the burly man in front of him and suddenly let out a series of fear shouts, waving the knife in his hand and slashing it on his body. Each knife cut off a piece of flesh and blood, and blood and blood were splattering everywhere.

The red blood splattered on the face of the burly man, making his already scarred face even more ferocious and fearful. However, as he slashed on himself, the cry of fear became hoarse, and finally slowly became silent.

The burly man cut himself into pieces and finally slowly stiffened in a pool of blood.

The entire shop suddenly seemed to have turned into hell. These low-level practitioners made miserable and fearful screams. Many people slashed on themselves with the weapons in their hands. A piece of blood splattered everywhere with the knife, splashing on their already twisted faces even more terrifying. However, the knife in their hands still slashed on their bodies with one knife, and finally shattered the whole body. Some people kept hitting the wall with their heads. With the sound of "bumping" muffled sounds, blood in their heads splattered on the wall, but the sound of impact was still constant. Finally, with the sound of "cracking" sounds, the entire head shattered, and the brain and blood splattered on the wall.

The entire store suddenly turned into a bloody hell. The guy inside the store curled up under the corner of the store and made a series of vomiting, vomiting everything in his stomach quickly, and finally made a series of dry retching sounds.

Tang Feng was still standing coldly in the center of the store, watching everything that was happening in front of him, with a cold look on his face.

In fact, these people have been scared crazy. Tang Feng's scolding just now emitted all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart and rushed into the minds of these people, forming illusions, scaring them all crazy.

Due to Tang Feng's large amount of evil and yin energy cultivation, the large number of undead desires, greed and other negative emotions contained in it were also accumulated in his body as Tang Feng absorbed it. This is why Tang Feng will have illusions every time he practices. These illusions are also tests of the will of the practitioner.

However, these negative emotions gradually accumulate, and negative emotions gradually accumulate, and they gradually form what the practitioner said: the inner demon,

Every time Tang Feng practices, he sings the Heart Sutra to reach the balance state of heaven, earth and man, and slowly dissipates the inner demons. Now Tang Feng's inner demons have not yet taken shape, and they are just some broken phantoms. However, these phantoms penetrate into the bodies of these low-level practitioners and directly stimulate their minds. There has been a hellish fear in their minds, so these practitioners have already gone crazy in fear and used the form of self-harm to relieve their inner fear.

The sound of the entire store slowly dissipated, and finally, in the midst of blood, there were fragmented low-level practitioners who were just trying to rob Tang Feng.

Tang Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The handprints in his hand kept turning around, forming an inner lion seal, and a faint golden light rose on his body.

There was a ripple in the entire shop, and all the practitioners who fell to the ground also had a pale white energy, and some of the vague figures could be seen vaguely.

"Amitabha, the donor has passed a little bit." A crisp Buddha singing appeared in Tang Feng's ears. The sound like a big bell made Tang Feng's mind move and his body shook a few times.

Opening his eyes, Tang Feng saw a child who seemed only a ** year old standing in front of him, with nine ring scars on his Guangguang's head, and a small red cassock wrapped himself tightly on his yellow monk's robe. His big eyes looked at him with a strange look, and he pouted and said, "You will not even absorb the souls of these people into your body. Such a method of practice is not done by the right path. It can be said that he is a little bit possessed by the devil, but it seems that you have no choice, so let me help you."

The little monk opened his mouth, and a white flame erupted from his mouth. The phantom in the air dissipated after touching the white flame and making a silent shout.

As the white flame swept through the shop, everything became as orderly as before, and the practitioners lying on the ground also turned into a faint ashes in the white flame.

A gust of wind appeared in the shop, rolling out the flying ashes on the ground.
Chapter completed!