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Chapter 1402 Worrying about Demons

 In the freezing cold wind, Feng Jueyu was shocked and stopped by a voice that filled the empty space and echoed...

The sound was like a ghost in the empty valley, echoing, floating, and looming, making it impossible to grasp its origin.

"who?"

Stopping and standing in the air, Feng Jueyu observed the surroundings vigilantly, but found no suspicious person. Where did that voice come from?

"Are you looking for me? Young man."

Just when Feng Jueyu was confused, the voice sounded again, this time it seemed much closer, as if it was right next to his ears.

Feng Jueyu suddenly became suspicious. He heard his voice without seeing him. There were only two possibilities. One was that the person who came was very powerful and relied on his own cultivation and magic weapon to hide the form so that he could not find it. The other was that he could not find it.

The sound produced by the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission method can be traced no matter which method it is used, but obviously the speaker did not use these two methods, otherwise it would not have escaped the inspection of Yang Shen and Huoyan Jinqing. Could it be strength?

What is the reason for the huge difference?

Thinking that the coming person might be extremely powerful, Feng Jueyu alerted himself to the possible dangers in his surroundings.

"Here I am, young man."

The weird laughter sounded again after a long time, this time getting closer and closer to Feng Jueyu, as if it came from his heart.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Feng Jueyu had been using his spiritual consciousness to survey the surroundings. It wasn't until he heard it for the third time that he felt something was wrong. His spiritual consciousness converged and returned to the sea of ​​​​consciousness, guarding the body of spiritual thoughts in the way of Yang Shen retracting. Suddenly he found that something was wrong.

There is an extremely strange force circulating near the body of spiritual thoughts.

"Soul consciousness?" Feng Jueyu suddenly woke up.

Kyuubi has said that there are dead souls and resentful spirits everywhere on the platform. It can be seen that the danger here is not physical objects, but powerful soul power.

Since it is soul power, it must be countered by the power of Yin evil. The wind killer's mind quickly changed, and he converted the source of divine power into the power of Yin evil. At the same time, he took out the ghost skeleton.

There are amazing secrets hidden in the ghost skeleton, and there are countless spiritual methods of the underworld. These methods are created by strong people and contain powerful soul power sources. When it encounters soul consciousness,

It will automatically generate an inexplicable suction force, inducing the soul consciousness hidden in the dark to appear.

Sure enough, with the help of the evil spirit and the ghost skeleton's special magic weapon aura, the soul consciousness that quietly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness finally appeared.

Killer Feng, whose consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, saw as many as a dozen soul consciousnesses suddenly appearing in the space of the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the body of spiritual thoughts. Each one was extremely tall, wearing golden armor, holding a spear, and looked majestic.

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The soul consciousness is the transformation of the consciousness of the living person during his lifetime. Because he is not willing to die, he keeps the soul consciousness in the human world. Because the formed soul consciousness not only lasts for a long time, it can also absorb the souls of others to continuously strengthen itself.

This kind of soul consciousness itself is very powerful and difficult to deal with.

"Impermanent Lock."

Feng Jueyu used the Impermanence Lock without hesitation, and dozens of pale chains shot out from the body of spiritual thoughts with his thoughts, making a crisp sound that stirred the soul.

Although the power of these dozens of impermanent locks is not amazing, they happen to be the nemesis of all soul consciousness. He does not know how powerful the person coming is, but he understands that once the soul consciousness transforms into a soul state and enters the sea of ​​consciousness of others,

His strength would be greatly weakened, otherwise this mysterious dead soul would not sneak into his sea of ​​consciousness secretly, but instead take possession by force.

The power of the Impermanent Locks emerged and suddenly turned into a dozen tentacle-like chains, which twitched and made a sound in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. The Impermanent Locks seemed to have eyes, and as soon as they appeared, they shot towards the dozen soul consciousnesses.

, the speed is extremely fast.

Perhaps intimidated by Feng Jueyu's strength, a dozen soul consciousnesses made strange screams and fled away, standing at the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, staring at Feng Jueyu's spiritual body with greedy eyes.

"You discovered me so soon? The young man's cultivation is not weak." Seeing the dozen or so soul consciousnesses of Wu Chang Lock talking together, even the mouth shape and voice were extremely consistent, as if they were spoken from one person.

Uniform.

Feng Jueyu transformed his own form with his spiritual consciousness, and appeared in the center of the sea of ​​​​consciousness with a ghost skeleton in his hand. At this time, his body had fallen on the hill and remained motionless, using his powerful spiritual consciousness to fight against the mysterious soul consciousness.

"Who are you? What is your purpose of sneaking into my sea of ​​consciousness?" Feng Jueyu's tone was cold and murderous.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the foundation of a cultivator. It is extremely fragile. Once it is invaded, there is a danger of his soul disappearing. How can he not be annoyed.

More than a dozen soul consciousnesses quickly merged into one, turning into a golden-armored Khan. Judging from his appearance, this person should have been pretty good-looking in life, with a square face, rough eyebrows, sharp pupils, and a towering eagle nose.

, with a resolute look on his face, like a general wearing armor on the battlefield.

This man stood in front of Feng Jueyu with a war gun in his hand, looking at Feng Jueyu with joyful eyes. He was looking at Feng Jueyu, and Feng Jueyu was also observing his soul consciousness. Somehow, he suddenly felt

There was an unspeakable aura of sadness about this man, as if he was troubled by something, and his face flashed with deep vicissitudes of life and melancholy.

"My heart is restless, troubled by everything, internal and external troubles, and I am desperate. Young man, what is on your mind?" The man in golden armor did not answer Feng Jueyu's question, but asked instead.

But this question made Feng Jueyu confused: "How do you know?"

The big man in golden armor curled his lips and said sadly: "I can feel your melancholy, very clearly. Can you tell me what happened to you?"

Feng Jueyu used to be someone who could easily be led around. When he came up, Jiuwei told him to be careful. Now that he heard the big man in golden armor asking about his affairs without following the routine, he suddenly became vigilant.

Get up: "What happened to me and why did I tell you?"

The big man in golden armor smiled melancholy: "I can tell even if you don't tell me. You are very confused, anxious, and sad. But you don't have much problem yourself. You are doing it for others. As far as I know, a

People can feel sad either for themselves or for others. Worry is the best emotion in human nature. It can make you cherish and pay attention to your loved ones. Did something happen to your loved ones? Was they killed? No, then you will only be angry.

, not worried, worried because he or they are not dead and you can't find them, am I right?"

The big man in golden armor talked freely and told everything that was on Feng Jueyu's mind. Not to mention, his guess was accurate.

Feng Jueyu was suddenly startled, and he looked at the golden-armored man transformed by his soul consciousness without daring to underestimate it, and thought to himself: "This dead soul is so powerful, it can actually guess my thoughts. No, you can't take it lightly."

Feng Jueyu said: "Even if your guess is right, what does it have to do with me? I just want to know that there is a person called the Lord of the Dead Souls in Tianma Platform. Where is he?"

"Are you looking for him to find the way to the front, to find your family and friends?" The man in golden armor guessed correctly again.

"That's right, if you are willing to help with the introduction, I will be very grateful in the future." Feng Jueyu said.

After hearing this, the man in golden armor waved his hand: "Haha, I'm a dead man, I don't even have a soul. How are you going to repay me? Will you burn paper for me?"

Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and he had to say that this was reasonable. The big man in golden armor was a dead soul. He wanted to repay others, and there was probably no other way except to burn incense and paper. He couldn't help him reincarnate.

Bar.

The big man in golden armor said: "You can repay me if you want. So, stay with me. Worry is an emotion and a kind of strength. Stay sad and don't save your family. Your strength can only save you."

You are getting stronger and stronger. You want to go further through here, isn't it just to become stronger? I have everything you want here, how about staying?"

"nonsense."

No matter how much he said before, Feng Jueyu didn't realize what the golden-armored man's intention was. Now he finally understood that he wanted to trap himself in the Tiancha Platform. What was the difference between this approach and the original one in the Lost Plains? This time

Feng Jueyu had experience, how could he be confused by the big man in golden armor? Hearing this, he laughed loudly and said: "Who did you think it was, but it turned out to be a tempting and lost evil ghost. Evil ghost, you have found the wrong person.

I will not be easily fooled by you, get out of my sea of ​​consciousness, use your soul power, and fight with me, or else just step aside."

"Um?"

The big man in golden armor was stunned for a moment when he heard this. After a moment, he changed his previous gentle attitude and his expression suddenly became ferocious.

His form changed again and again, his face seemed to be wrapped in a mist, sometimes twisting, sometimes changing, and after a moment he turned into a green-faced and fanged evil ghost.

"Boy, you don't know what is good or evil. Everyone who comes to my place bows to me, but you are not deceived. Who are you?"

It turns out that evil spirits are afraid of a strong mind.

Feng Jueyu was so smart that he understood the big man in golden armor's previous intention after hearing what he meant. However, he was too lazy to talk nonsense. With a movement of his consciousness, the Yangshen burst out with thousands of rays of light, like a gray sun emitting dazzling gray light.

The light spread out, as if boundless evil was produced, turning into ripples and scattering crazily in all directions.

The body of spiritual thought, the sea of ​​consciousness, is actually the transformation of the practitioner's own thoughts. Once it takes the initiative, external forces cannot interfere.

No matter how powerful that soul consciousness is, it cannot control the power of the sea of ​​consciousness before it swallows Feng Jueyu's spiritual body. Seeing the gray ripples rushing in, the green-faced and fanged man in golden armor left Feng Jueyu with a strange cry.

sea ​​of ​​consciousness.

Feng Jueyu also walked out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness returned to the body of spiritual thoughts. His spirit was refreshed, and his eyes suddenly burst out with golden light.

But when he came out and took a look, he saw that the mountains and plains were covered with shadows of the golden-armored men. There were hundreds of thousands of golden-armored men here, densely packed everywhere from the plains to the hills.

Hundreds of thousands of golden-armored men all had the same faces, and the same melancholy and sad expressions. He shouted: "You brat, you don't know what is good and what is good. Today I will let you see the power of my worry demon.

I kill..."


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