It takes at least 15 years for a baby to grow into a free-movement adult.

No, he doesn't have that time.

What to do?

What exactly can be done to get rid of this environment?

Ying Xiaochuan was so anxious that he was sweating, even if he was born early, the five-month-old child, the basic organs did not develop well, and he died as soon as he came out.

What's more, he doesn't have the ability to let himself be born early.

Otherwise......

Otherwise......

He had an idea.

Simply, cut yourself off. In that way, his soul can enter the underworld, enter the underworld, find the black and white impermanence, and then find King Qin Guang.

Yes, Lord Qin Guangwang must have a way to let him return to the world.

Ying Xiaochuan felt a sense of joy in his heart, and the more he pondered it, the more he felt that this method was advisable. As long as he is dead, all problems will be solved.

In the darkness of chaos.

There was a glimmer of light.

This light, squeezing through the congested darkness with difficulty, appeared in front of him.

Ying Xiaochuan looked at it, and the idea of suicide was also diluted for the time being.

What is it?

Ying Xiaochuan rubbed his eyes and carefully identified them. The golden light swirled, swirled, and staggered to his side.

The small golden wheel, shining with gold.

Golden Wheel!

Demon Butterfly!

Ying Xiaochuan seemed to have been split through the chaos with a palm, and he remembered everything.

None of this is true.

It turned out that all this he saw was not true.

All the negative emotions he has appeared have been instilled in him by Demon Butterfly through the control of his mind, and the measurement that Demon Butterfly is best at is to confuse people's hearts!

Realizing this, Ying Xiaochuan tried harder to sober himself up.

He stared at the light, as if only by looking at it could his mind not be distracted and his attention condensed.

This is just a beam of light projected by the golden wheel, which can already help him stabilize his mind and not be confused by the demon butterfly.

At the same time, an unprecedented sense of crisis abruptly came.

He raised his head, closed his eyes, and shouted, "Lingshuang Sword, go!"

Brush......

A sharp flying sword flew over, tearing through the chaos in front of him, and the light came overwhelmingly. Ying Xiaochuan saw the Lingshuang Sword carrying him away.

Just in the middle of the lightning, he saw the butterfly demon in front of him rushing towards him quickly, and the sharp butterfly wings flashed past the place where he had just stopped, and swept to the side.

Ying Xiaochuan, who saw this scene clearly, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if just now, Jin Lun didn't remind him. He didn't get out of the chaos and came to his senses.

Well, at this moment, he is already a corpse. And a dismembered corpse that had been cut up.

……

"Ahhh

"I'm dead!"

"I don't want to live anymore!"

"I'm such a useless person, what are I doing in this world?"

Below, there was a cry of crying and shouting.

Ying Xiaochuan looked down in surprise, only to see that the cultivators who were originally fighting each other had already given up attacking. Now one by one they are kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly and repenting of themselves.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you, I'm going to die. A cultivator picked up the weapon in his hand and plunged it into his heart without hesitation.

"Wife, I betrayed you, after you died, I married two more little wives, I'm sorry, wife, I'm going to commit suicide, come down to apologize to you. The practitioner took someone else's weapon and cut off his own head.

Ying Xiaochuan witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and was surprised and felt terrible. The demon butterfly easily broke through the most fragile defense line in people's hearts, leaving them immersed in sadness and even self-blame and remorse.

People who can't bear it can easily aim the weapons in their hands at themselves and choose to commit suicide. Just now, he had a similar thought in his heart, if it weren't for the appearance of the golden wheel in time, which allowed him to gain a trace of sobriety, I'm afraid ......

The more Ying Xiaochuan thought about it, the more frightened he felt, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The power that the demon butterfly burst out affected all the people, including Li Mian, Ao Ling, and the three demon gods.

Ao Ling knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands, crying and apologizing to Ao Xue. The power of the demon butterfly intensified, amplifying the negative emotions in her heart.

It may have been just a small guilt, but under the catalysis of this force, it will turn into a huge guilt, guilt.

This is where the demon butterfly controls human nature the most.

"No! Ao Xue! Sister is sorry for you, I didn't take care of you, my sister has no face to live in this world anymore!" At this time, Ao Ling, who was completely emotional, resolutely stood up, picked up the weapon in his hand and wiped it on his neck.

Seeing this scene, Ying Xiaochuan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, I saw Sun Wukong, who was crying bitterly, rushing over and knocking out the weapon in Ao Ling's hand. Ying Xiaochuan thought that Sun Wukong had also come to his senses, but he saw that he rushed straight to the front of the enchantment, and slammed the enchantment wall with both fists, each of which was so hard that he saw blood.

It seems that it was a mistake.

However, it is a great blessing in misfortune.

After Ao Ling's weapon was knocked off, he forgot about suicide for a while, and continued to squat on the ground and cry.

Watch them break down emotionally like that.

Ying Xiaochuan knew very well in his heart that he couldn't go on like this. Otherwise, everybody would die here.

Suddenly, the butterfly demon seemed to realize that Ying Xiaochuan had woken up, and instantly escaped away, continuing to send out a spiritual shock wave, and it wanted to control Ying Xiaochuan's mind through the spiritual impact.

The intensified mental oppression caused Ying Xiaochuan to frequently hallucinate in front of his eyes. But this time, he was more determined and prepared.

Although his mind had been torn between lucidity and hallucination, he knew in his heart that he was struggling, that he could not fall into that chaos again.

You can no longer be controlled by the Demon Butterfly!

Ying Xiaochuan half-leaned on the Lingshuang Sword, facing the flapping demon butterfly from afar, and a resolute cold smile was pulled out at the corner of his mouth: "Don't you like to play with mental attacks? Okay, let's play together, I'll let you, have a good time!"

He stood up, looked at the demon butterfly, and opened his spiritual world to it.

That's right.

His most powerful weapon was not the Feather Frost Sword, nor the Golden Wheel he had just acquired, but himself, his own spiritual world.

In his spiritual world, he is the only god. As long as the butterfly demon is captured into his spiritual world, he will definitely die!

Ying Xiaochuan faced the demon butterfly and burst out with all his strength, and the demon butterfly, who was concentrating on attacking others, did not realize Ying Xiaochuan's actions.

All it felt was a sea in front of it.

A vast, profound, spiritual sea.

It is bewitched.

Resolutely flew into the sea.

Shout......

A ray of light disappeared between Ying Xiaochuan's eyebrows. The demon butterfly, which had been sucked away of its spiritual power, lost its attack power and fell from mid-air.