However, what Zhang Chulan didn't dare to think about, Lu Qing didn't have the slightest intention of joking.

Hearing that Lu Ci and Wang Ai were bargaining with themselves like buying vegetables, Lu Qing's eyes suddenly changed, and his tone suddenly turned cold: "I'm not discussing with you, nor am I doing business with you, I'm just informing you of what needs to be done!" ”

Maybe Lu Qing was too gentle before, which made these two old guys think that he was a good old man who was very talkative.

But the fact is that there are not 10,000 but 8,000 people killed by Lu Qing, and even Dongying was basically destroyed by him, how can such a person be a good person?

He didn't make any superfluous movements, just glanced at Lu Ci and Wang Ai simply.

At this glance, the two of them were instantly pulled into an endless illusion.

It was as if they had seen a mountain of corpses, one by one with broken arms and bodies stacked into a mountain of corpses that covered the sky and the sun, and at a glance, there was no qi to be seen except the haze of death.

It was as if I had seen the white bones, broken bones and skeletons paved into an endless ancient road, and when I stepped on it, I felt the cold and mysterious forest that pierced the bone marrow.

The shadow of death has not yet been shaken off, but in the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth are cracking, the rivers are reversed, countless living beings have died in turmoil, and endless life has all turned into dead silence.

Such a scene is simply a hellish scene of the end of the world!

"Nope! No! It's fake! Fake! ”

Wang Ai was frightened by this incomparably real sight, and shouted involuntarily, as if only shouting could ease the fear in his heart a little.

Although Lu Ci was not as unbearable as him, he knew from the cold sweat that kept flowing from his trembling body that he also fell into unbearable fear.

Fortunately, the fear did not last long.

Unfortunately, greater fears are just beginning.

Soon, the two of them felt their consciousness darkened, and they couldn't feel anything.

Unable to see light, unable to hear, not to touch, not to smell, or even to perceive the presence of his own physical body, it is as if he has become a lonely ghost wandering in endless darkness.

Matter, space, time, and everything else loses its meaning.

In this world where there is no light, no sound, nothing but darkness, they wander like a lonely wandering spirit.

10 years, 100 years, 1000 years, or 10,000 years?

I can't remember!

It's been too long!

It's been so long that they've forgotten everything before, who they are, where they are, and why they're here.

They have only one thought-

Floating!

Keep drifting forward!

Don't stop!

There will definitely be an exit ahead!

However, it seemed that there was no end to it, and no matter how long they walked, no matter how much time passed, they would always be in darkness, forever drifting aimlessly like a lonely remnant, never to be saved.

This feeling is incomparable to any criminal law, and it is incomparable to any experience or encounter.

Legend has it that even the most determined could not stay alone for three days in a dark room without light or sound.

Because this will infinitely magnify the loneliness and fear in people's hearts, and if you are a person with weak willpower, you will be frightened by the infinitely expanding fear in your heart to the point of insanity one day, and completely become a madman and a fool!

So, if a person is tied up, blindfolded, gagged, and ears gagged, and made him look like a blind, deaf, or paralyzed man, how long can ordinary people endure such a punishment?

Lu Ci and Wang Ai are going through all this at the moment.

What's even more terrifying is that the ideological cage set by Lu Qing is even more terrifying than that kind of physical cage, because this is a prison set from the depths of consciousness, and its rigor is a thousand times or ten thousand times stricter than physical means!

For mortals who have not set foot on the path of immortals and have not refined their minds and spirits, such a punishment can completely destroy their will and spirit even for a few minutes, and make them become a dementia with a distracted consciousness.

But obviously, this is not what Lu Qing wants to achieve.

So when the spirits of those two people were about to collapse, Lu Qing released them from the thinking prison.

"Whew-whew-whew-"

Wang Ai and Lu Ci, who had escaped from the prison of thinking, both gasped for breath the moment they regained their senses.

Their panting was loud, as rough as an old ox that had gone through a long toil, as if they were inhaling not air, but some rare jade elixir.

It may be difficult for others to understand, but they who come out of the prison of the mind are extremely greedy for the feeling of breathing, this feeling of being in control of their body, feeling the air enter their nasal passages, and then follow their organs into their lungs.

It's the most wonderful feeling in the world!

There's nothing better than knowing you're alive!

For the sake of this, they can do without anything!

As long as you can live!

As long as they can enjoy the pleasure of breathing, as long as they can feel the feedback of their body, they are willing to give up everything!

Because that state of losing consciousness is so terrible!

It was a torture that was more terrible than death!

Death is not just a few breaths of dying, but even so, it makes many people feel hopeless.

But they had just experienced it for a long, long time, so long that they almost thought they were really dead! So long that it feels like 10,000 years, 100,000 years!

It's horrible!

It's a terrible feeling to be conscious but not feel anything!

It's like stripping consciousness out of the physical body, and then putting it into a black box, making you even more painful and terrified than dead when you're alive!

No one wants to experience this feeling a second time!

Even if it's death!

Looking at the performance of Lu Ci and Wang Ai, Lu Qing nodded with satisfaction.

This is a magical power created by him borrowing from the "He Turns Freely" used by the extraterritorial heavenly demons, called 'One Thought Returns to Nothing'.

This supernatural power can deprive others of all their thoughts and actions, causing them to suffer from loneliness and fear in the endless nothingness.

That feeling, Lu Qing has personally experienced, and he also knows what it is like, everything is empty, only one thought remains, life is not born, death is not death, it is for one thought to return to nothingness.

"Remember what I said!"

Lu Qing only left this one sentence and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

No one knows how he left, just as no one knows how he appeared.

And at the moment when Lu Qing left, a thought appeared in the minds of Lu Ci and Wang Ai: Zhang Chulan must not have any accidents!

This idea is not generated in their own minds, but is like a command, a shackle that has been imposed on it, like the source code set for the machine, and no other instruction can violate this basic rule!

They don't know what the consequences of disobedience will be, because every time they have the slightest thought of disobeying the command, their minds will be forcibly corrected by a strange force.

As a result, they can't even think about it, let alone act against this iron law.

Lu Ci and the others don't know how Lu Qing did it, such a method is already a bit beyond cognition, which is equivalent to reconstructing a person's soul!

The most important thing is that Lu Qing carved this command in their minds just by looking at them, and there was no superfluous action at all, neither Xingqi nor formation, and they didn't have time to do anything to deal with it.

With such an unguardable and absolutely obedient means, who else in the world can threaten him?

Or, with such means, what else in the world can he not do?

As long as he wants, the whole world will be subjugated to him alone!