Chapter 130: Plundering Willpower

After stopping, Lei Yan gasped and looked at the army of the Purple Night Clan, which had been reduced by nearly half in number, and his mind was a little blank.

"This time, although there were many of them, at least more than 2,000 people were killed. ”

Shi Luo glanced at Lei Yan, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, it's good." You said your name is Black Fang, right, I'll call you Black Brother in the future. Although I Shi Luo thinks that he is not a hero, he only admires two words in his heart for people like you, brother. ”

Lei Yan glanced at Shi Luo and saw that this person was forty or fifty years old, although his hair was half white, he was full of spirit and did not look old.

At this time, Luo's cognition was different from his, and the people of the Shi family spoke in a crepe, which made him very uncomfortable.

And at this time, Luo spoke with a big grin, without the slightest twist and refreshment.

"Senior, aren't we leaving?"

Although they rushed over and killed a large number of Purple Night Clan warriors, the Purple Night Clan army in front of them still numbered thousands.

To be honest, he didn't have the guts to rush again. His hands and feet are still a little weak, and he doesn't know how many Purple Night Clan warriors have fallen in his hands.

"Don't worry, wait for Zi Haoran them. ”

It was Situ Jie who spoke, and seeing that he was puzzled, Situ Jie said: "We can rush through the interception of these armies, and if Zi Haoran is a smart person, he will naturally know that he can't stop us, and he won't waste his efforts." If they chase them any further, with the strength of their people, if they encounter our ambushes, none of them will survive. ”

"Oh!"

Lei Yan's head was still a little cloudy, and he nodded, so he was no longer in a hurry.

Sitting cross-legged on Tuyi's back, he quickly fused the energy in the bloodshot on his body and turned it into his own strength.

I had been using the Wind Resist before, and at that time it was a matter of life and death, once I was left behind, I would face the encirclement of thousands of Purple Night Clan's army, and I didn't care about this when I was nervous. Now that I came back to my senses, my head was dizzy, and I hurriedly settled down, and silently thought in my heart: my heart is like ice, and my body is like water.

After a while, the aura on his body disappeared, and his mind merged into the space.

There were so many Purple Night Clan warriors dead around, and in the air, the resentment was not weak. Usually he didn't notice it, but now his mind melted away, and he sensed the existence of those resentments.

These resentments float in the space around them, and there is no autonomous consciousness.

They had been distracted, completely unaware of how they had come to be and what their purpose was in this time.

However, when Lei Yan's mind merged into the space and sensed them, they also sensed Lei Yan's existence. Sensing his presence, one by one rushed over as if they had met an enemy who killed their father.

Faced with the resentment left behind by the death of so many Purple Night Clan warriors, Lei Yan's heart moved.

One roar after another came, Lei Yan's mind tightened, and he hurriedly condensed.

These thousands of Purple Night Clan's grievances were condensed one by one, and in Lei Yan's perception, it was as if they had come to life. His thoughts, as if he existed in space, were shocked in the face of this army of thousands of Purple Night Clans, and it was self-evident that he was terrified. Although many of these Purple Night Clans were killed by him, most of them were killed by Shi Luo and Situ Jie.

Sensing that those resentments were slowly condensing into one Purple Night Clan warrior after another, his heart moved.

These resentments were not fully condensed, and there was only an instinctive resentment towards him.

"Since you don't have the strength to resist, then it's no wonder to me. ”

Lei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and his thoughts spread, dividing into ten inch swords. This was all the power of his mind, and he could only condense these ten sword of mind at the moment.

Ten swords of thought flew out and passed through the bodies of the ten Purple Night Clan's resentments. The resentment of the ten Purple Night Clan was not completely condensed, and after being pierced by his sword, it dispersed. And his mind produces an invisible attraction, sucking into it some wishes that have completely lost their self-consciousness.

These resentments, to put it bluntly, are the power of desire generated when these Purple Night Clan warriors died.

Wishing power is an invisible force, and when combined with powerful thoughts such as blessings, it is a power with a positive impact. If it is combined with resentful thoughts, it is resentment full of negative factors.

The same is the power of willingness, but with different ideas, two different powers arise.

After defeating the ten resentments, Lei Yan felt a little sleepy, which was the auspiciousness of the consumption of his thoughts. But then those wishes were sucked into his mind. Those resentments that were defeated, without the negative influence of those Purple Night Clans, became the power of will, which he sucked into and transformed into the power of his mind.

With one entry and one in, instead of losing money, the idea has increased a lot.

Seeing that this kind of play was not a loss of his own mind, Lei Yan suddenly became interested.

Ten swords of thought flew away again, looking for the resentments that had not yet been fully condensed.

With the shuttle of these swords of thought, the resentment condensed after the death of those Purple Night Clan warriors was destroyed one after another, turned into wishing power, and then absorbed by Lei Yan.

In just a few dozen breaths, hundreds of Purple Night Clan's resentments were shattered, turning into wishing power and being devoured by him. These wishes were meant to dissipate in the air, but he forcibly incorporated them into his mind.

It is not easy to condense the grievances of these Purple Night Clan warriors, but it is extremely simple to destroy.

After hundreds of breaths, the ten swords of thought became thirty, and they were even larger. After stopping, Lei Yan was a little uncomfortable. The wish power of these Purple Night Clan warriors was absorbed by him, and the space around them was empty, as if there was no owner.

He hesitated in his heart, wanting to occupy the open space.

The thirty swords of thought were not far apart, and then they began to disperse, and began to spread into the space around them, trying to occupy this space. There is such a thought, and he doesn't know why, he just feels that the ** in his heart begins to amplify, and there is such an idea of wanting to occupy the world.

"Shi Luo, Situ Jie, Black Fang!"

"Okay, well, planted in your hands today, I Zi Haoran admit it. However, the battle of the future will not be reversed by just a few of you. ”

At this moment, a voice came, and an invisible fluctuation spread along with the sound, and Lei Yan's scattered thoughts were shaken and dissipated a little.

Disturbed, Lei Yan immediately came to his senses and opened his eyes.

Ahead, eleven powerhouses of the Purple Night Clan stood in front of the army, watching them, but they did not pursue them.

Among the eleven powerhouses of the Purple Night Clan, Zi Haoran and others were inside, and there were three others that he had never seen, and he thought he had rushed over to support.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zi Haoran in front of him met him, and his heart suddenly burst out, and an invisible fear inexplicably rose. It's as if I've seen some predator.

The strange thoughts in his heart were thrown away, and Zi Haoran looked at it again, and there was no such strange feeling. I just felt strange why there were no energy fluctuations around Lei Yan. As the Purple Night Clan's Sky Breaking Level, what he could perceive was stronger than Shi Luo and Situ Jie.

By Lei Yan's side, the energy between heaven and earth was invisibly repelling him.

"Zi Haoran, I am Luo Jing, you are a character, I can't kill you today, sooner or later, you will fall under my Shi's knife. As he spoke, Shi Luo also waved the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand.

"Haha, then let's see if you can survive until that day. Zi Haoran laughed.

"Let's go, this place is not suitable for a long time. ”

Situ Jie spoke in a low voice, but Shi Luo did not object, and began to retreat. Earth Wing also followed them away. Fortunately, those Purple Night Clan armies didn't catch up and intercept them, not that they were afraid, but they didn't want to fight anymore. I don't know why, the three of them saw the thousands of corpses of the Purple Night Clan falling, and the hatred in their hearts was also a little weaker.

If you have enough strength, the enemy will slaughter you at will: if you are not strong enough, you will be slaughtered.

Lei Yan, who figured this out, closed his eyes again and recuperated.

For some reason, he always felt like his head was swollen, as if it could explode at any time.

After calming down, his mind sank into his mind, and after a while, he realized the reason.

It devoured so much wishing power, and more or less contained the thoughts of the original people of the Purple Night Clan. If he devoured dozens or hundreds, it would not have the slightest effect on him, because his mind was strong enough, and those wills had been completely shattered by him before they could form a threat.

But now, so many thoughts burst into his mind, and he couldn't bear it.

In particular, in his mind, a translucent lilac figure appeared.

It can be seen from the figure that it is a tall man.

"Hmph! I didn't expect that my Purple Night Clan would be slaughtered like this, I really deserve to die. ”

A voice appeared, and Lei Yan's mind moved, approached the figure, and sensed it. I found this figure, some of which looked like that Zi Wu. And this voice is even more similar to that Zi Wuji, this figure condensed by the thoughts of the Ziye Clan, should be that Zi Wu.

"Zi Wu, why did you end up here?"

Lei Yan had the courage to ask, to be honest, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Who is it, who is Zi Wu?"

The figure looked over here, as if he had noticed him, and actually nodded, and said, "It is worthy of being able to slaughter thousands of existences of our clan, and it really has some strength." This mental space, very solid, and ...... This, how is this a wishing bead possible, how can an existence of your strength condense a wishing bead!"

The voice of surprise came out, Lei Yan was a little suspicious, and then carefully probed, this figure was indeed not Zi Wu, but it was eighty percent similar.

"Who are you?"

He asked again, and his mind mobilized and quietly sealed the surrounding area of the figure.

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