Zhan Mufeng, like Mrs. Hailan, at the beginning, a painful memory flashed in the sea of knowledge, and his thoughts were about to follow the strange old man.

However, after all, Zhan Mufeng has been a mortal since he was a mortal, and he has experienced all kinds of attacks on the sea of knowledge, and the tenacity in the sea of knowledge has long been very comparable.

Almost instantly, Zhan Mufeng concluded that this so-called strange old man who called himself an elegiac apostle was actually using a forbidden spell like an elegy, artificially trying to control other people's sea of knowledge, which was actually similar to the ghost baby at that time.

It's just that the ghost baby grabs the house, only occupying the host for its own use, and can only occupy one person, and if you are not careful, you will be in danger of being killed and falling.

The forbidden spell of the Apostle of Elegy can not only break through the limit of the number of people, but also control the monk's ideology in pieces.

Moreover, even if the monk who hears the elegy is much higher than the elegiac apostle, he will only be counterattacked or killed, and even if he can't control it, it will only be invalid, and it will not harm himself in the slightest.

Zhan Mufeng only felt that when he heard this elegy, in the middle of the sea of knowledge, it was as if someone had stretched out a big hand and forcibly changed his memory and beliefs.

This kind of way of improving one's cultivation by depriving others of their memories and beliefs is the first time I have seen herding herdsmanship.

It's no wonder that the city of the Death Knell is a huge city, and everywhere is full of sorrow and whimpering.

What is this eternal bliss, clearly the city of sin!

Lady Hailan looked sad and burst into tears, clasped her hands together, and with a grunt, she was about to fall to her knees in this strange old man who called himself an elegiac apostle.

Zhan Mufeng sighed in his heart, and his heart moved, and a divine sense broke into Mrs. Hailan's knowledge of the sea.

Sure enough, in the depths of Mrs. Hailan's sea of consciousness, a black and white hideous-looking divine consciousness phantom was killing and reconstructing Mrs. Hailan's divine consciousness like turning over the river and the sea.

Zhan Mufeng snorted coldly, and his divine consciousness directly opened his mouth and inhaled, directly devouring the black and white hideous divine consciousness phantom.

Immediately, the Divine Consciousness flew out of the Hailan Lady Consciousness Sea again, throwing the black and white hideous Divine Consciousness Phantom into the Abyss Purification Spring.

What surprised Zhan Mufeng was that this black and white hideous Divine Consciousness Phantom actually had an effect similar to that of the Ten Thousand Demon Fetus Exercises.

"Damn, you damn ant!

The Apostle of Elegy never expected that his tried and tested Twilight Elegy would not even be able to take a statue of a young man who cultivated two scales in the Cave Void Realm, and for a while, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry.

As soon as the words fell, the Apostle of the Elegy immediately changed his previous expression of kindness, and after a low roar, the whole body, between the endless black qi flying vertically and horizontally, countless death-knells entangled by unjust souls suddenly rose from the ground, dyeing the entire sky into the ink color of Shura's hell.

Zhan Mufeng pulled Hai Lanfu, who was full of tears

The human figure, one by one, flew out of the death knell haunted by the soul.

"Oh, I can't see it, you kid has two hits, but you meet this apostle, and you're still a death!"

The elegiac apostle snorted coldly, the hideous color on his face was even worse, and as soon as his qi moved, the death knell that was entwined with countless souls turned out to be ten thousand bells in one, directly transforming into a huge death knell, which was extremely swift towards Zhan Mufeng as a hood.

This time, Zhan Mufeng suddenly found that he was unavoidable in front of this death knell!

Under the death knell hood, Zhan Mufeng was surprised, and immediately used the glazed battle tower technique to protect himself and Mrs. Hailan in the center.

"Hmph, fight with this apostle, you kid is still a little tender!"

Once again, the Apostle of Elegy conjured up the true form of the Buddha-figure and walked slowly towards the City of the Death Knell.

Behind him, a gray and white death knell several people tall followed him step by step.

However, after walking for less than a moment, the Apostle of the Elegy suddenly stopped, swallowed his saliva, and gently swiped his fingers into the air, and a huge black cave suddenly appeared between this world without roots.

The Apostle of the Elegy took a leap and flew into the cave of his own.

Gently stroking the gray death knell that was several people high, the elegiac apostle swallowed again, "Little lady, this apostle can't wait, this will take you to eternal bliss, and you want to die together!"

As soon as the words fell, the elegiac apostle pointed out with vigor, and the gray death knell, which was several people high, slowly disappeared into invisibility.

Looking at Mrs. Hailan, who was gradually revealing the true face of the country, the Apostle of Elegy couldn't hold back any longer, and directly stretched out his hand, wanting to take everyone into his arms.

Even, the Apostle of the Elegy was so bold that he didn't realize that just now there were still two people in the gray death knell, but at this moment, only Mrs. Hailan was left.

At this moment, without warning, the elegiac apostle, who was about to go to Wushan with Mrs. Hailan, felt a chill to the bones for no reason.

This is a breath that the Apostle of the Elegy has never had, involuntarily from the heart and soul, trembling and fearing to the point of only prostration.

"Destroy the world and destroy the Great Thunder God Arrow!

"How could it be, how could it be!"

In the distant sky, a muffled thunderclap flashed.

In this world, there is no longer any breath of the elegiac apostles.

After refining all the energy treasures in the Elegy Apostle Cave Mansion, Zhan Mufeng's cultivation was once again infinitely close to the cultivation of the three scales of the Cave Void Realm.

"Feng'er, thank you, we are really living and dying step by step now, step by step!" Mrs. Hailan smiled wryly.

"Hehe, it's nothing, I'm used to it!" Zhan Mufeng didn't care at all, and said with a smile.

Out of the cave of the Elegy Apostle, Zhan Mufeng looked at the city of the death knell with the gusting wind, and said cautiously: "Mrs. Hailan, you hide in my sea of knowledge first, I will pretend to be the Elegy Apostle, and pass through this city of death knell as soon as possible, otherwise, the situation of Hua Diyu may suffer!"

Looking at all kinds of people in the city of the death knell like walking corpses, Zhan Mufeng suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart, these monks who gave up their faith and consciousness were actually worse than anyone else.

On the streets of the city, the elegiac apostles were arrogantly beating and scolding the monks who were controlled by themselves with the twilight elegy.

The monks who surrendered their faith and consciousness to the elegy were either being wantonly ravaged, engaged in extreme hard labor, or brutally abused.

The monks, their eyes hollow and numb, all turned a blind eye to the misery of themselves and their companions, and some even grinned from time to time, as if they were extremely satisfied with their inhuman situation.

There was not a single monk other than the Apostle of Elegy, and there was a normal look in his eyes.

"Well, it's good to eat and drink and have fun, hehe, believe in the city lord, I can't lose you!"

At this moment, suddenly, a huge fat man covered in anointed oil, surrounded by a group of elegiac apostles, appeared proudly on the widest street in the city.

"The city lord of the death knell has come to patrol the city, and he has touched the brow of the city lord, be careful that you can't eat and walk around!" said an elegiac apostle as he pulled the sleeve of his coat and whispered.

"The city lord of the death knell is coming to patrol the city, what is the situation?" Zhan Mufeng was slightly stunned.

"This city of the death knell was built by the city lord of the death knell, and the city lord of the death knell is extremely proud of it, and every day at this time, he must come out to inspect his city..."

As he spoke, the Apostle of Elegy looked at the City Lord of the Death Bell with envious eyes, just like a monk who had given up his faith and consciousness to the Apostle of Elegy.

"What a wonder... There is such a hobby..."Zhan Mufeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed into Zhan Mufeng's mind, "These elegiac apostles seem to have also given their faith and consciousness to this Death Knell City Lord, everyone envies the treatment of this Death Knell City Lord, but in fact, in the eyes of the Death Knell City Lord, there is no difference at all between them and those monks who have no faith and consciousness!"

At this moment, the Deathknell City Lord was walking, and suddenly, he stopped in front of Zhan Mufeng.

The city lord of the death knell, who was covered in anointed oil, shook his fat huge head, stared at Zhan Mufeng for a long time, and suddenly, he said a sentence, which startled Zhan Mufeng and the elegiac apostles.

"No, you're not an elegiac apostle in my city of the Deathknell!"