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Chapter 459: Evil thoughts

Qian Hu left, leaving without worries.

Kong Laosan used his strength to move large tracts of rocks and soil into the originally filthy and gloomy valley, completely filling the place with human energy. A low tomb was built with human effort. At the same time, a piece of stone was erected in front of the tomb.

There is no name or surname on the stone tablet, not even a word, just a portrait.

In the painting, a man is covered in blood, holding a long knife, standing on the top of a mountain. The mountains and rivers seem to be the background. A few simple strokes clearly outline a powerful man who shakes the heavens and the earth.

After doing this, Kong Laosan called to Ah-Dai, figured out the direction, and then galloped towards the Blood Sand River. This time he returned to the abandoned land, and there was only one last thing left.

Just as Kong Laosan was heading to the Xuesha River, where the old site of Jinling City was located, in the Qianzhang ditch, the originally endless black energy had completely dissipated, and a thousand-foot-sized stone tablet as black as jade floated quietly on the ground.

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On the stone stele, extremely complicated runes linger. The small ones are only the size of a finger cover, and the large ones are as big as car hoods. Countless runes are like flowing rivers, covering the entire surface of the stone stele, faintly condensed into mountains and rivers.

The image of the pulse, when viewed from a distance, gives people a shocking feeling.

But these are just appearances. The whole stone monument seems to be surrounded by a layer of strange power. To the naked eye, it is a layer of seemingly invisible, transparent and crystal-clear fluctuations, which spreads towards the surroundings with endless fluctuations.

Come, with the stone tablet as the center, the whole world seems to have stopped. Wherever you pass, whether it is mountains, rocks, trees, or birds, animals, insects, and fish, it is frozen into a picture scroll in an instant. The wind stops and the water stagnates, the mountains are still, the insects stop, and all kinds of things.

The scene was very strange.

In three years, this wave of fluctuation has spread to a radius of 100,000 miles, and there is still no sign of stopping. Even many secular towns that were close to Jinling City have been swallowed up by this strange force and have completely become part of the "picture scroll".

, no matter it is living or dead, no matter whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, once enveloped by this wave, there is no resistance at all, and it is instantly suppressed by this wave.

The power of the ominous monument spread, but no news came out in the entire abandoned land. However, except for the ** sect that had been destroyed, the other three sects, Wind Fire Valley, Qingjian Pavilion, and Yin Corpse Sect seemed to have received

Some news caused them to close the mountain gates one after another. At the same time, countless disciples went out one after another, seeming to be exploring something.

Half a year later, all the disciples of the three sects returned to the sect.

, at the same time, the three major sects communicated frequently, and even the Yuanying old monsters who had not been involved in world affairs for a long time started to move around each other. In the end, the three major sects selected hundreds of Xinhuo disciples, and under the leadership of several Yuanying old monsters, headed towards

Exploring the wild ancient forest outside the abandoned land...

These undercurrents have nothing to do with Kong Laosan, and the latter doesn't pay attention to it. Now there seems to be nothing worth remembering in the entire abandoned land.

The Blood Sand River is located in the center of the Blood Territory Wasteland. The distance is not too far. At Kong Laosan's speed, it only took seven days to reach it.

The million-mile blood river twists and turns. Viewed from a high altitude, the entire blood river looks like a blood snake embedded in the earth. Thousands of feet away, a disgusting smell of blood has rushed towards us. All around the blood river, there is a layer of blood.

The extremely thin blood energy lingered around him. This blood energy was invisible to the naked eye and condensed without dispersing.

If a secular mortal without cultivation is close to him and his blood enters his body, he will have various illusions and great fear. If he does not leave in time, his mind will be destroyed and he will become a stupid person from then on.

The origin of the Blood River is unclear, but due to its proximity to Tianyuan City, the Blood Wasteland has been a huge battlefield since ancient times. Therefore, there are rumors that the Million Mile Blood River was formed by the blood of these soldiers.

In the center of the Blood Sand River, a dark-skinned skeletal building boat is swinging quietly. The building boat in front of you seems to be carved from huge demon bones. It is rough and rough. Perhaps it is due to the erosion of the blood river all year round. The bottom of the building boat has been

Completely transformed into blood color. Around the edges, there are countless blood-colored lines that are intricately connected and seem to be drawn according to a certain pattern, like a spider web, extremely complicated.

The loft above it has a bronze color and seems to be not integrated with the hull.

Above the void, Kong Laosan watched the scene in front of him quietly. When he followed Yu Hua to this place, he used his spiritual mind to explore the attic out of curiosity. If he had not reacted in time, he would have been killed by the man in the attic on the spot.

The sadness was swallowed up.

Even thinking about it now, Kong Laosan still feels a sense of palpitations.

After thinking about it, the Taoist sat cross-legged in the void. At the same time, the power of spiritual thoughts came out again and turned into a trickle, slowly exploring towards the building below. The moment the power of spiritual thoughts just touched the attic, Mr. Kong

San's expression suddenly condensed, and then, an extremely violent spiritual thought swept up from the center of the attic, pressing in the direction of the Taoist, bloodthirsty, murderous, and violent, like a layer of dark clouds

Like, covering the world almost instantly.

Just get in touch with this

At the moment of the thought, Kong Laosan was shocked. He even felt unsteady and almost woke up from his trance. Thousands of years ago, in the Beihai territory, not far from the Bengnu clan, he encountered six huge underwater handprints.

The six paths in the Eighteen Zhenhai Mahamudra of Xiaozhutian use the mudra to suppress one "good" thought.

Now, after coming into contact with this "evil" thought again, Kong Laosan suddenly realized that the good and evil seemed to have the same origin. Although they were just two thoughts, the original aura of the soul was exactly the same.

Upon noticing this scene, the Taoist's eyelids moved slightly, but he did not open his eyes. In the Zi Mansion, the power of spiritual thoughts was like a river, exerted to the extreme, and the power of divine thoughts that was more terrifying than the ordinary Yuanying old monster surged out.

Under such a head-on collision, the originally ferocious thoughts seemed to be taken aback. After a moment of delay, they seemed to be extremely angry and swept towards the Taoist's direction even more crazily.

Thoughts are not divine thoughts, or even entities, but a strange force similar to the power of a curse. However, the thoughts originate from the soul, so there is something in common between the two. At the same time as this "evil" thought became powerful,

, in the Taoist Zi Mansion, the soul-suppressing jade talisman emitted a strong black light, seeming to be trying its best to resist something.

At this moment, the void seemed to be distorted by two forces. There was a thin layer of gauze surrounding the Taoist, which looked extremely distorted. Even the originally ordinary blue and purple Taoist robe was also rippled.

The upper runes are hidden, as if they were temporarily suppressed by some kind of force.

Simply using the power of one's own spiritual thoughts to fight against this powerful and extremely weird "evil" thought is also a challenge for Kong Laosan. Ever since he experienced the world derived from the mind in the nine-story pagoda wisdom tower,

After cleansing the Taoist mind, Taoists always feel that they can resist the erosion of the power of thoughts to a certain extent.

As the spiritual thoughts and thoughts intertwined with each other, a strange and incomparable malice also appeared in the Taoist's heart.

Just like when I was invaded by "good" thoughts, this "evil" thought also comes from the depths of my heart. At the same time, it is a kind of pure evil from the heart, an emotion that has no desires and desires and only wants to destroy everything.

Slowly growing in the depths of my heart, this kind of thought is not the result of external control, but originates from my own heart. It's just that the seeds of evil thoughts that originally existed matured and grew very quickly under the influence of this thought, and became

Now this is the state that fills my heart.

At this moment, the Taoist looked calm as usual, but deep down in his heart, there seemed to be two "selves" fighting crazily.


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