After the double-knife form was turned on, Feng Qi began to be eroded by negative emotions, and his emotions gradually lost control.
At this time, images kept flashing in his mind.
The power of negative emotions he now controls comes from Zai Lin, not his own negative emotions, so he sees a lot of pain that Zai Lin has suffered.
What is painful is the destruction of races in war.
The pain caused by the death of his parents made Jae Lin confused about the future.
The seeds of negative emotions took root at that time.
While wandering and migrating with the remaining tribesmen, his two younger brothers died due to lack of food, which made Zailin begin to hate this sinful world.
In the following years when he was captured and used as a drug slave, he was like a guinea pig in a laboratory, his body decaying day by day, hovering on the edge of death every moment.
The fire of life is like duckweed in the stormy sea, it may be extinguished at any time.
After finally escaping from the devil's cave, he met a homeless man in the same situation. He thought they could support each other and persevere in the future.
But I didn't expect that what I got in exchange was betrayal and torture.
In the years that followed, pain always accompanied me.
Facing despair countless times, a Shura demon was born in Zai Lin's heart.
It is the negative consciousness that finally kills Jae Lin.
At this time, Feng Qi, who borrowed the power of his negative consciousness body, felt all kinds of pain that Zai Lin suffered during his lifetime.
Under the influence of negative emotions, Feng Qi's mind was filled with endless anger.
When the negative personality is connected to the main personality, it also begins to erode the main personality.
Destruction, death, despair, fear... He wants to create endless disasters for the world and make the world shrouded in despair.
Deep in my heart, I felt even more disgust towards "life".
When the changes in his body stopped, a ferocious fog pattern appeared behind Feng Qi.
This pattern keeps twisting and changing, including torture, suffering, betrayal, and various pictures... Finally, these patterns converge into a ferocious evil ghost.
This is the evil Shura ghost transformed by the most extreme evil in Zai Lin's heart.
The ghost sword in the left hand, the devil sword in the right hand.
Two balls of gray and jet black flames burned blazingly in Feng Qi's hands.
At this time, he was like a demon crawling out of hell.
At this moment, his body slowly gathered strength and squatted down, with two weapons crossed in front of Feng Qi's chest.
His expression turned ferocious, and the corner of his mouth pulled into an extremely twisted smile.
"kill!"
Under the influence of negative emotions, Feng Qi lost control of his body. He wanted to kill like an instinct, and his body turned into a stream of light and shot forward.
Ahead, a ghostly figure covered with talismans raised its sharp claws to disperse the black mist. Suddenly, the ghostly figures around him were controlled by it and flew towards Fengqi.
However, this ghost barrier didn't even require Feng Qi to swing his sword before it was ignited by the flames on his body and turned into ashes.
Feng Qi passed through and went straight to the ghostly figure covered with talismans.
The ghost sword in his left hand was the first to slash forward.
This sword was silent, not even making the sound of piercing the air, as it suddenly struck the ghostly figure.
In an instant, the realm of negative emotions enveloped him.
What the Ghost Sword causes is not physical damage, but extreme erosion on the spiritual level.
When Feng Qi's figure passed through the ghostly figure covered with talismans, gray appeared from the body of the ghostly figure from the incision, and quickly spread all over the body.
boom!
Energy overflowed, and the figure was destroyed by the negative force.
"Haha, hahaha!"
The smile on Feng Qi's face was emotionless, full of madness and enjoyment.
At the same time as his feet stopped, the magic sword in his right hand suddenly expanded, like a mountain suddenly sweeping across the figure coming to the right.
boom!
The bluestone street collapsed, and the huge shock wave turned into a long dragon that spread for more than a hundred meters. All the buildings along the way collapsed, and smoke and dust billowed.
The ghostly figures that were hit turned into light spots of energy that overflowed, and then they were drawn by the magic knife and converged towards the magic knife, and finally transformed into energy and poured into Feng Qi's body.
After a short pause, Feng Qi ran forward in a hysterical state.
In the dual-wielding state, Feng Qi was like Shura. A large number of ghost figures were killed as he shuttled around. There was no ghost that could withstand his blow.
As if aware of Feng Qi's terrifying power, a huge shadowy green energy figure appeared beside Feng Qi. A formation with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared between his hands, covering Feng Qi.
Feng Qi did not dodge at all, he jumped up suddenly, the magic knife in his hand was like a dragon leaping out of the water, roaring to the sky, piercing the energy curtain of the formation, and then the ghost knife in his hand suddenly pierced the chest of the huge ghostly figure.
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The gray color spread rapidly, and the huge ghostly figure was completely stunned on the spot. His consciousness had already been pulled into the negative realm, and he experienced the torture of negative emotions like eighteen layers of hell.
When Feng Qi landed on the ground, the magic knife in his right hand suddenly struck out.
boom!
The huge ghostly figure was unable to withstand the terrifying lethality of the magic knife, and turned into energy points that overflowed and were absorbed by the magic knife.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Feng Qi leaned back and squatted down, and the two swords wrapped in flames were slowly lifted by him like a pair of wings.
The world in his eyes also changed in Shura form.
The world seen by the left eye is only gray and white, losing the colorful colors.
The world in the magic eye state is gorgeous and colorful, and you can see countless spiritual particles floating in the air.
The two visions merged, and Feng Qi saw countless threads floating from the north of the city. It was this energy that secretly controlled ghostly life.
He raised the magic knife at this moment, then took a step forward and chopped down the magic knife.
boom!
The ground trembled, and a crack swept forward along with the shock wave. All the ghostly figures disappeared along the way, clearing a path hundreds of meters long.
Using his feet, he turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards the being behind the scenes who controlled the ghostly figure.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Amid the hysterical laughter, Feng Qi's corruption by negative forces worsened.
I saw strange and ferocious lines spreading across his body, and the vague ferocious ghost behind him became clear.
The people behind the scenes obviously realized that the situation was out of control, and the bell rang again.
Soon, the sound of heavy and neat footsteps came closer and closer.
Behind the flying yellow paper, a group of fully armed skeletal warriors, each more than three meters tall, holding battle axes, war hammers, and other weapons, came towards them with neat steps.
In the face of obstruction, the speed of sealing chess did not slow down, but suddenly accelerated.
The ghost sword in his hand suddenly slashed forward.
I saw a gray moon arc sweeping forward, passing through the bodies of the skeleton warriors at extremely fast speeds. They suddenly stayed in place collectively, as if they had lost contact with the existence behind the scenes.
The charged magic sword also followed suit.
The body leans forward while running, tilting and rotating from right to left. After being raised to the highest point, the magic sword suddenly expands to a length of 60 meters, like a pitch-black mountain pressing down.
When the magic knife landed, the shock wave generated instantly shattered the buildings on both sides. The building debris flew horizontally and turned into powder and blew to both sides. The army of skeletal warriors on the main road was smashed into the ground by the magic knife.
"Kacha!"
After overloading the magic knife, Feng Qi's right arm made a bone breaking sound and was suddenly dislocated.
But this pain did not affect Feng Qi at all.
The negative emotions filling his mind made him just want to continue killing, killing endlessly.
Qi and blood energy seeped out of the magic knife and poured into his body.
The broken bones in his right arm healed automatically. As the magic knife shrank and returned to its original form, Feng Qi raised the magic knife again.
Squatting down, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
As the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank, his figure once again turned into a stream of light and shot towards the center of the city.
More and more dead creatures are coming out to block it.
But with the cooperation of Feng Qi's two swords, no dead creature can be the enemy of one combination.
The ghost sword cuts through the consciousness, and the devil sword destroys the physical body.
Feng Qi ran faster and faster, and the negative consciousness that was sealed in his heart was also ready to move at this time, and began to impact Feng Qi's spiritual consciousness, trying to break free from the shackles of his mind and merge into the negative body form.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dust kicked up continued to push towards the center of the city along with Feng Qi's movement.
The number of dead creatures along the way is increasing. In addition to the dead creatures in the form of energy, there are also many physical dead creatures.
Evil spirits, evil spirits, skeleton warriors, zombie beasts... They rushed towards Feng Qi crazily, trying to block his progress.
Amidst the hysterical laughter, Feng Qi continued to break through the limits of his physical body.
Blessed by extremely strong power, his mental level and body were under heavy pressure from two forces.
The negative power represented by the ghost sword continued to corrode his spiritual consciousness, like countless tentacles stretching out from hell, trying to pull him into hell.
The overload operation caused by the magic knife brought extreme pressure to his body. His body endured unspeakable pressure. During this period, his bones broke and healed, reaching the critical point of his body's endurance.
When a terrifying figure holding a sickle appeared in front of him, dark flames ignited in Feng Qi's heart.
The Ascension Challenge starts at this moment.
A wandering black line appeared on the surface of the magic knife, and then suddenly lit up.
The Shura Ghost Sword, which was a replica of the Demon Sword, also lit up with the same lines at this time.
Approaching the terrifying figure holding a scythe, Feng Qi suddenly jumped up, and the burning flames in his eyes were like two suns, shining brightly.
The two swords struck at the terrifying figure at the same time.
The terrifying figure holding a sickle also waved the sickle to meet him.
Figures passed each other, Feng Qi knelt down on one knee and fell to the ground. Blood mist burst out of his body, countless fine cracks appeared, and blood flowed.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.
Feng Qi slowly stood up and continued walking forward without looking back.
Behind him, an X-shaped knife mark appeared on the chest of a huge figure holding a sickle, penetrating his body.
boom!
After the loud noise, the figure holding the scythe exploded, and the dissipated energy chased Feng Qi's departing back.
Growing up in killing.
After the Ascension Challenge state is turned on, Feng Qi, who is out of control, turns himself into a sharp knife, and the pressure from the outside world is the whetstone.
There are only two outcomes for an overloaded body.
Either it is broken by external force, or it undergoes transformation under heavy pressure.
Hysterical laughter spread forward, and Feng Qi's figure shuttled between death and life.
Wherever the ghost knife passed, all dead and living things turned into gray stone statues and disappeared. Wherever the right hand demon knife passed, it was destroyed and destroyed.
The death aura emanating from the dead creature is nothing compared to the destructive aura emitted by the negative personality and the killing aura emitted by the magic knife, and cannot have any impact on him.
The magic knife represents the ultimate killing, and the challenge of ascending to the gods is also based on killing to absorb nutrients and grow.
Negative emotions without emotion represent the ultimate destruction, and there is endless desire for destruction burning in the heart.
The fusion of two extreme evils.
At this moment, he was the ultimate evil.
During the killing, his negative emotions were fully vented.
But the killing did not alleviate his negative emotional impact, but instead intensified it.
It's like a demon that broke free from its prison tasted the taste of blood and was completely immersed in the carnival brought by blood.
"Haha...hahaha!"
Amid manic laughter, Feng Qi moved forward quickly, causing bones to fly wherever he passed.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Shura's dual-sword form of Fengqi simultaneously masters the ultimate mental strike ability and physical destruction ability.
Even Demon Sword's consciousness was affected by him and became full of hostility.
The sound of the bell also became more rapid at this time.
The voice that keeps ringing in my mind is like inputting instructions into my mind.
Feng Qi, holding two swords, stood still at this moment.
The sight in front of me gradually became unclear under the influence of the bell.
In a daze of consciousness, he fell into the world of fantasy again.
The yellow paper flying around disappeared, and the dilapidated streets returned to their original appearance.
I saw a majestic figure rising from the center of the city, turning into a golden figure as big as a mountain. This figure was surrounded by talismans, and its body was shining with golden light.
The holy aura hit his face, and this figure looked like a god untainted by the mortal world, staring at him with cold eyes.
Looking at this figure from afar, Feng Qi's brain kept telling him that this was a god, a supreme being that was invincible and uncontestable.
Put down your butcher knife before the gods.
The commands for cognitive tampering kept pouring into Feng Qi's mind, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
He knew that everything he saw was false, but his brain gradually believed the false illusion and regarded it as truth.
Just when he was about to loosen his grip on the demon sword and the ghost sword, two crazy voices sounded in his mind at the same time:
"kill!"
When Feng Qi was about to be lost, the negative energy and the energy released by the magic knife skyrocketed at the same time.
The consciousness of the magic sword once again sensed the aura of the miraculous divine object.
It was this breath that completely stimulated the magic knife.
Kneeling down before a miraculous creature is a shame that the Demon Sword cannot accept.
When he first forged a sword with his own body, his intention was to crush miraculous divine objects. How could he kneel down?
"I am a mortal creature, but I can also kill gods and kill them!"
The crazy voice of the Demon Sword echoed in his mind, and the flames surrounding the Demon Sword surged. The rising flames made Feng Qi's expression particularly ferocious.
The negative personality was also stimulated at this time.
In the eyes of negative personalities, there should be no god who controls order in this world. Everything should return to nothingness and disorder, and destruction and death are the truth.
This world does not need gods, and no one can be its god.
"If there is a god, then kill the god, kill him!"
The hoarse voice of the negative personality sounded in Feng Qi's mind immediately after the sound of the magic knife.
In the most extreme form of evil, he does not believe in any supreme god.
Even if cognitive tampering commands are continuously input into his brain, it still cannot affect the evil burned into his bones.
Feng Qi slowly raised his head, looking at the majestic figure exuding a holy aura in the distance, a ferocious smile appeared on his face:
"Zi Zhong, try controlling me again."
After the words fell, he raised the ghost sword and the devil sword at the same time.
The gray and jet black flames made his expression particularly evil, and his gray and black eyes were as deep as the abyss of hell.
As Feng Qi's aura increased, the mist demon behind him gradually expanded and became extremely huge. It bared its teeth and claws towards the holy figure and made a deafening roar.
The raised swords fell at this moment, and the gray and jet-black streams of light struck straight forward, trying to kill the gods!
