People have faith, and the greatest belief is, of course, everything you love.

In order to protect the one they love, people can really burst out with strength far beyond the limit.

For example, after staying here for a while, when she finally wanted to leave and return to Tianguan, Chen Hui cried so much that Ye Leng was stunned.

Sure enough, sometimes Hou Ren can really burst out of his extreme ability, look at Chen Hui's crying, this woman is afraid that she will cry out all the water in her body.

Tut-tut, it's really amazing.

Then, after all, he had to leave, and after saying goodbye, Wu Zu took the two of them on the road.

Three days later, he returned to Tianguan, returned to Tianguan again, and looked at the two blood-stained rings outside the city wall, Ye Leng fell silent.

"Senior, I don't want to participate in the ring anymore, I suddenly understood that the most important thing I should do is to work hard to cultivate the secret of life destruction, whether it is success or failure in the end, I have to work hard to cultivate. Ye Leng said to Wu Zu.

Wu Zu also looked outside the city wall for a long time before he nodded and said, "Okay, what do you want to do, just do it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Zu's figure disappeared, and on the city wall, only Ye Leng and Chen Hui remained.

"I didn't have a chance to say it before, the way you cry is really ......" Ye Leng glanced at Chen Hui and said.

Chen Hui's eyes widened and said, "How is it really going?"

"It's ugly. Ye Leng laughed out loud and said.

Chen Hui's face immediately darkened.

"Don't be angry, just kidding, besides, more than a dozen of your mothers have asked me to take care of you, so don't worry, I will take care of you in the future." Ye Leng said.

Chen Hui sneered a few times, glanced at Ye Leng with disdain, although he didn't speak, the meaning was already obvious-you are not as strong as me, so dare to say that you will take care of me?

Ye Leng didn't care about Chen Hui's disdain, and said: "This time, I met the old man named Gu Shen, he is already my master, he gave me a sentence, he said, always remember what you love, I actually understand what he means, in this life, in fact, he never lives for himself, but for the people he wants to protect." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Leng grinned and said, "In this life, there are people who want to protect in their hearts, and they are actually quite happy. ”

"What are you telling me about this?" Chen Hui snorted and said.

Ye Leng laughed and said, "I'm not confessing to you, I said so much, doesn't it mean that I will protect you in the future." ”

"Get out of ......" Chen Hui glared at Ye Leng, then turned around and left.

Ye Leng stood alone on the city wall, looking at the two rings, and fell into silence.

He really didn't want to stand in the ring anymore, even if he could win every day, how many people could he save, so working hard to cultivate was what he should do.

After being in a daze for a while, Ye sneered, and finally, entered the room where the two emperor corpses were placed.

This time he went in, and he didn't come out for a whole year.

For a year, Ye Leng has been constantly absorbing dead air, his progress is amazingly fast, at this moment, he is absorbing dead air, but he is holding the pen and waving it in front of him.

He is painting, but he has no canvas in front of him, and of course he doesn't need a canvas, he paints the person he thinks in his heart in nothingness.

Parents, Su Qingyi, Xiao Chang'an, old Taoist, Qin Susu...... He paints whoever he thinks.

He really understood what the ancient god said, and that's why he thought of using painting to fight against the madness that grew in his heart when absorbing dead energy.

The strokes in his hand passed through the void, leaving traces one after another, although these traces quickly dissipated, but in his heart, these traces have always existed, turning into paintings, and the people in the paintings are what he thinks and thinks.

Because of this, his whole person fell into a mysterious artistic conception, as if he existed in his paintings, and many people were with him, so that the madness that grew in his heart was easily suppressed.

For a whole year, he never opened his eyes, nor did he wake up, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips, and the world in the painting was the world he liked.

And over the past year, his progress has been amazing, the shadow in his mind, his hands have turned into substance, and in addition to one leg, he has turned into substance.

When the shadow in his mind is completely reduced to substance, he will be invincible.

However, things will not go so smoothly, after a whole year of cultivation, Ye Leng finally stopped the pen in his hand, and then, he also opened his eyes.

Although he could still absorb it, it was just that the dead qi on the two emperor corpses had been absorbed by him.

"The recipe for destroying life, it's really powerful, the death qi of the two emperor corpses is far from making me successful. Ye Leng shook his head and sighed.

In addition, this year, although he persevered in the way of painting, as he absorbed more and more dead energy, he clearly noticed that the killing intent in his heart became more and more terrifying, and he understood that even in the way of painting, he might not be able to really support it all the time.