Lin Fenghuo shook his head, clenched the long knife in his hand, and dense black energy spurted out from his body, and the dense black energy surrounded him like a tide.
Even with the fall of night, this evil smell cannot be eradicated.
Lin Fenghuo's fists clenched uncontrollably.
Gurgling blood flowed out of his body, and the wounds on his abdomen were constantly depriving him of life, and even his consciousness began to become a little blurry.
He covered the wound with one hand, and vaguely, as his consciousness gradually became chaotic, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning!
He seemed to have thought of something, and once again immersed his soul in the sea of consciousness.
That force kept eroding Lin Fenghuo's soul, trying to pull him into the endless darkness. His eyes were fixed on the mist that appeared in the sea of consciousness, and the longing deep in his heart seemed to be aroused by it.
In general, it kept driving him forward step by step.
Zhu Li looked at the man in front of him with dark energy constantly pouring out of his body. Suddenly a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised his fist. Wherever the punch went, there were strong winds, and the strong wind howled past in the darkness.
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The wind of the fist passed by, the violent wind disappeared, and traces of bloody air dispersed into the air. Lin Fenghuo, who was originally walking forward, was no longer where he was. Under this punch, he stepped back an unknown number of feet, and looked a little confused.
His figure is unclear.
Lin Fenghuo staggered up from the ground. Even though the punch just made him convulse with pain, there was no hatred for Zhu Li in his eyes. His face was full of greed and ferociousness.
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clatter--!!
Taking another step forward, he let go of the hand covering the wound and grabbed it forward.
But the sudden force caused his center of gravity to lose weight, and he fell forward.
clatter--!!
After Lin Fenghuo stood up, he took another step forward...
"It'll be soon, it'll be soon..."
He was muttering in his mouth, and his voice gradually became louder and louder, and he was almost roaring. The voice was so loud that it echoed in the dark dense forest and lingered for a long time.
"No, this thing is the source of evil thoughts!!"
Lin Fenghuo suddenly stopped where he was, his eyes were extremely empty, and his hands that stretched forward seemed to feel something, and they suddenly stopped in place.
Outside, the dense black air was so dense that it almost turned into substance.
The evil spirit soaring to the sky prevented Zhu Li from taking a step closer. Every time he stepped down, he would leave a hole in the ground. The clothes on his body had long been torn, revealing his explosive muscles. Even in the dim night, his
The proud body will emit a faint light.
Step by step, he was approaching Lin Fenghuo in the black air...
"If you destroy the origin of evil thoughts, they will be gone."
Lin Fenghuo lowered his head and murmured again, and gradually turned his palms into fists, as if he was pinching something, making a "click" sound.
Zhu Li took ten steps forward at this moment. The dense black energy surrounding Lin Fenghuo was no longer stable and was extremely unstable!
Just when he was taking advantage of this opportunity to rush forward again, the black energy was about to solidify again, as if it had turned into a wall blocking Zhu Li's face.
"But what if, I try to master it?"
"Does holding the source of evil thoughts mean that I am qualified to improve my strength?"
While resisting the temptation of the black energy in his mind, Lin Fenghuo maintained the last trace of clarity and tried to think in his mind. In the end, he could hardly tell whether the idea came to him himself or whether it was an evil thought that tempted him.
Thought-of.
He opened his eyes and stared at the mist. Faintly, a voice echoed in his ears:
"Don't you want to improve your strength?"
"Don't you want power?"
"Don't you want to be the one at the bottom anymore?"
"Isn't it because of me that you and Wang Bodang are separated? Come, touch me... become one with me... you can get everything you want."
"Accept me and I can fulfill all your heart's desires."
Lin Fenghuo's eyes gradually became hollow. He stepped on the fallen leaves under his feet and walked forward step by step. He also started to move in the sea of consciousness, and walked step by step to the front of the mist. His whole person seemed to be surrounded by someone.
The movements of the hanging puppet are extremely stiff.
As Lin Fenghuo approached, a shining black light flowed from the surface of the mist. He kept trembling and dispersed the surrounding mist bit by bit, as if he desperately wanted to leave here.
Lin Fenghuo stopped.
The surface of the black mist shone more and more, like a crystal clear black stone under the sun, and a mysterious power poured into Lin Fenghuo's mind.
He stood in front of the dark room with empty eyes, and slowly raised his right hand towards the black mist.
At this moment, a fist wind directly invaded the dense black energy, followed by a fist filled with extremely powerful force, which instantly broke through the black energy and reached Lin Fenghuo's face.
"Go to hell, you slave from the lower world!"
Zhu Lisheng roared, and he punched Lin Fenghuo in the face without reservation.
"boom!"
Lin Fenghuo was hit hard to the ground.
"Ahem..."
Zhu Li's punch caused Lin Fenghuo to wake up from the hole in an instant. The hand that was about to touch the black mist was hovering in the air. The punch just now sent him flying dozens of feet away!
Lin Fenghuo struggled to get up, with veins popping out on his arms. A large amount of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, mixed with a thick smell of blood, and dripped down his pale cheeks onto the ground covered with fallen leaves.
"I won't touch him, I won't touch him."
Lin Fenghuo supported the ground with his long knife and slowly stood up, still mumbling something to himself.
Although he said this, the evil energy around him became more and more powerful, and the black energy soared into the sky, forming tornadoes with him as the center, trying to stir up the clouds in the sky.
There seemed to be two voices echoing in his mind, alerting Lin Fenghuo to make a choice.
"That is the original power that carries the entire evil thought. Even if it does not reject you, your body cannot bear it!"
"Moreover, the evil thoughts it contains are too strong. Even if you can resist its power, it will eat away at your consciousness step by step and make you its puppet!"
"It will turn you into a real demon! You will be despised by the world!"
This is the only remaining clear warning.
The series of roars kept ringing in Lin Fenghuo's ears. His eyes narrowed and he subconsciously wanted to take back his palm, but the next moment, his movements stopped again.
"So what if we become a demon? Strength is king in this world. With such power, everyone has to respect us!"