All the way to the east.

Yang Xiaokai followed the ghost car from a distance, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's been almost a day, and the ghost car continues to move forward as if it has no destination.

There were no creatures on the road it was driving on, and as the old man of the village had said, there were no creatures coming out of the villages where the ghost car passed.

At first, Yang Xiaokai didn't care, but as he continued to observe, he gradually discovered that something was wrong with the ghost car.

As a creation realm, his eyes can see a lot of things, which living beings can see, and living things can't.

What exists in reality, what does not exist in reality.

In his eyes, as the ghost car continued to advance, its body was gradually dyed with an extremely thin but very conspicuous red mist.

The fog, strange and untangled.

As the fog thickens, life begins to wither on the road where the ghost car passes.

This kind of life is not worthy of conventional life, but microlife, such as bacteria, that creature that is almost invisible to the naked eye.

They were all taken away from their lives by this mist.

Along the way, almost nothing survived, and the road traveled by the ghost car could be said to be clean and clean, leaving nothing, as long as everything related to life was killed by it.

Of course, killing all the creatures in a space, Yang Xiaokai can also do it, and it is very easy.

He was amazed at the way of the red mist.

He didn't feel any energy fluctuations, the red mist just passed over it, and the so-called microbes were instantly robbed of all their vitality.

Undoubtedly, it's weird.

The effect was almost like a curse, which made Yang Xiaokai feel slightly nervous.

No matter what level it is, the tricks of the curse series are the trickiest and most headaches.

Especially in the realm of creation, most of the curses are eternal in nature, directly intertwined with the life and soul of the cursed.

Once you get hit, there is almost no solution.

If I could, I would rather be seriously injured than cursed.

Well?

After a slight pause, Yang Xiaokai stopped and looked into the distance.

With all his eyesight, tens of millions of miles away, he saw a huge and incomparably large place, and at the same time infected with a rich and indissolvable blood, even if it was so far away, he could still smell the disgusting smell of blood in the air, Yang Xiaokai's body trembled, and his face turned a little blue.

It's the city!

It's like a hellish city!

In his eyes, the faint red mist on the ghost car was there, and it had already changed to the point where reality was visible and checkable.

Faintly visible in the endless blood, hundreds of millions of living beings wailed.

The elderly, the women, the children.

Shedding tears like magma that can melt flesh and blood, crying to this sky, this land.

Standing in place in a daze, in an instant, Yang Xiaokai understood, he understood.

What is the use of unimpeded ghost cars crisscrossing this land.

No wonder, there are so many ghosts in Bones Town, but they don't produce ghosts?

How could there be a terrible ghost? All the resentment was absorbed by this passing ghost car and brought to the central city.

The faint red mist, what strange power was there, but hatred.

No wonder, no wonder the Devil Clan is here.

As one of the ghost clans, isn't the greatest power of the devil clan exactly the extraction of hatred?

Normal beings, under the tragic death, will have resentment because of the breath in their hearts, and resentment will generate hatred over time.

Resentment and resentment are held by the spirit before death, and hatred is produced after the death of the spirit.

The most special power of the devil clan is the extraction of the fruit of death, and it is obvious that the relationship between resentment and hatred is like cause and effect, and the fruit is taken away, what will happen?

It will always go on, and it will go on and on, and it will be endless.

Without hatred as sustenance, the resentment of the spirit can only keep torturing itself, keep recalling that resentment, and constantly generate hatred.

Is there anything more painful in the world?

No!

Forever sinking, that is a hundred times more terrible than never being born.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaokai stopped, and after imprinting the distant scene in his heart, he turned his head.

Can't move forward.

Moving forward at this moment, he may not be able to retreat.

And obviously, once he really goes up, I am afraid that he will not face the attack of the enemy he thinks, but the attack from those hatreds.

Without resentment, hatred will not have a direction.

At the moment of the existence of the devil race, the hatred without the target will undoubtedly become the source of their strength.

Although Yang Xiaokai was not afraid, he didn't want to fight with this kind of force.

He knew very well that with another curse, with the power of his divine power, he could almost reduce the price to the minimum, but in the face of this hatred, Yang Xiaokai really didn't want to be contaminated.

It's not that he can't bear it, but he will go crazy, really going crazy.

The hatred of hundreds of millions of people, what kind of scene will flow in it, Yang Xiaokai doesn't need to guess.

Clearly, his heart, his spirit, could not bear that pain.

Even if he had the will of the Heavenly Emperor, once he came into contact, his soul would probably be immediately swept away by that hatred, and then fall into madness.

Yang Xiaokai has already tried this feeling once.

At this moment, in the depths of his sea of consciousness, in the curse suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor Elves, there was such a huge hatred.

Therefore, Yang Xiaokai can't go, once he goes, if his soul is infected and the hatred in his body is triggered, the result will definitely not be what Yang Xiaokai wants.

Especially in the present moment of the existence of the devil race.

Turning around, Yang Xiaokai walked unhappily, but he was extremely firm, and his eyes flashed with an incomparably cold light.

Devils?

Very good, very good.

Soon I will let you understand what the result of playing with a big knife in front of Lu Ban will be.

Hate extraction?

If there is a second existence in this world that can extract hatred, there is no doubt that there is only one, Fu Gong.

And obviously, as the talisman palace that practiced the talisman to the supernatural realm, in terms of hatred extraction, it was unfortunate that in the long time of eight million years, they not only did it, but cultivated it to an unbelievable point.

You, you're going to regret it.

You're going to regret it.

For this matter of your playing with the Terrans, I promise, it will cost you, unbelievable.

Click.

At the same time as Yang Xiaokai left, the ghost car that had been moving forward suddenly stopped.

The black shadow moved slightly, and the devil clan that disappeared into the ghost car flew out of it again.

The strange black mist kept churning, and there was a look of doubt in the demonic fire-like pupils of the Devil Clan's flickering blue eyes.

Just now, it felt an incomparably huge killing intent, but it dissipated in an instant. Without any hesitation, it rushed out and began to observe the surroundings.

Obviously, after some observation, nothing was found.

"The disappearance of Ghost Town doesn't seem to be accidental, are the remnants of the party preparing to struggle again?"

"Boom, it's interesting, I thought I had killed that group of pests, but I didn't expect that there was anything left, I didn't expect that under the devouring hearts of ten thousand ghosts, the pests actually withstood it, and I had to torture it when I went back.... ”

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