The black mist rushed towards Zhou Yizhi, and many hideous and painful faces could be seen in the mist, they were begging, roaring, cursing, this was the crowd that died tragically in the hands of Wang Tai.

The cloud-breaking thunderous fist stopped the moment before it landed on the throne.

Zhou Yizhi's hand hung down weakly, the black mist surrounded him, the remnant soul laughed grotesquely, countless people cried, countless people laughed, countless emotions spread around him, and he seemed to be entangled back and forth in countless emotions.

In the black fog, before Zhou Yizhi had time to wipe away his tears, he began to laugh wildly, and before he could laugh twice, he fell into an indescribable sadness again.

I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have married in the first place, if I hadn't married, I wouldn't have died, if my husband hadn't died......

Besieged in the black fog, Zhou Yizhi pulled back and forth to feel the tragic stories of many people, men, women, old people and children, countless words, countless shouts, countless emotions, and countless sorrows.

can't go on like this, if you get entangled and will be pulled crazy by this emotion, Zhou Yizhi quickly understood what would happen if he was surrounded by this black fog again.

Nightmare! Fortunately, at the critical moment, he thought of the spell he comprehended, and he specialized in the art industry, which was a spell related to emotions, but in the process of operation, he found another problem, and he could only perceive these emotions, but he couldn't make a better deal with the situation at the moment.

Wait, looking at these different mottled colors, so full of emotional colors, can I guide them to hedge against each other?

Try it when you say it.

Zhou Yizhi drives the color nightmare to constantly regulate and pair opposite emotions, and from his point of view, it is intuitive to cancel out different colors, happiness and sadness, anger and calm, but I didn't expect it to be really effective.

Feeling that the pulling force became a little smaller, Zhou Yizhi began to pair seriously, but he didn't expect that his previous experience of playing games could give him some help at this moment.

To speak human words is to have fun.

……

Wang Tai waits for the end of the story.

His natal Gu that was equivalent to the stage of qi cultivation was delirium Gu, relying on his abundant spiritual power to suppress people, as long as his spiritual power was below him or equal to him, it was difficult to compete.

Under the mental impact, they will not be able to bear it, so that they will be in a trance, and even mentally disordered.

After joining the witch cult, he continued to use evil means to detain the souls of the dead in his delirium Gu, so that the soul that erased his nature and reason and only left chaos and delirium deepened his own Gu.

Shock with chaotic memories, as long as the stimulation succeeds. is no longer in a trance, but directly becomes a dementia-like fool, which is not strong.

It's just that there are side effects.,It's no longer a moment when attacking.,It's a continuous attack for a period of time.,And you can't get close during this time.,Otherwise, you'll be hungry and remnants of the soul will be devoured.。

In the same way, if the person is able to carry it over, and the remnant soul returns in vain, he will turn his head and take the master as food. Compared with the improvement of the effect, these are not a big problem in his opinion.

Keeping these remnant souls in his delirium Gu, he was constantly improving every moment, and the powerful delirium Gu also allowed him to constantly transform himself in the way of blood witches, so the second stage of the natal Gu chose the Crazy Blood Gu, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the backlash of the delirium Gu.

The way of blood witches continues to deepen, too eager for quick success, and eventually leads to the emergence of problems in their own bodies, how can there be free food in the world, but this is also a common problem in witch cults, after all, although Gu is good, it is a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting oneself.

The base abyss, based on the body, is like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice, and a careless one is the end of the body.

As a member of the witch cult, he has long been prepared that God will send a messenger to the world and will purge everything in the world.

There are not a few cultivators who have died at his hands.

What's more, this kind of simple and brainless body refining cultivator is the weakest in spirit, but it's a pity that I don't know where he got this information, could it be that there is a traitor in the witch sect?

Wang Tai sat on the chair, for a long time, crossed Erlang's legs, and quietly waited for Zhou Yizhi to go crazy, it shouldn't take too long.

There was a cultivator who was more powerful than the person in front of him, but he only lasted for three minutes, and he became incontinent and began to crawl on the ground and scream for his father.

This is not the bad taste of Wang Tai, but after the spirit is reset, in the face of the creature at first sight, the kindness at first sight will be born.

Then the king would gently hold his head in a gesture of compassion and compassion, like a true priest holding a lost child.

Then with a slight twist, he held his soul inside himself. Waiting for time, he looked at the people around him and began to think about what to do with them.

If the ritual fails, they will naturally be useless, whether to kill them directly or have some fun, they have some ideas to experiment.

But wait for this guy to finish first, and it's a little boring to hold his chin.

Why is he not well yet! Looking at Zhou Yizhi shrouded in black mist, Wang Tai was a little surprised, how could this body refining cultivator persist for so long.

Wang Tai stopped his movements and looked at Zhou Yizhi's eyes in the black mist, those eyes without a trace of popularity.

Some uneasiness welled up in my heart.

It was at this time that the people in the black fog changed.

His eyelids twitched slightly, as if a prehistoric beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years was about to wake up.

Zhou Yizhi let out a low roar, and a sense of pain came out of it, and the air was visible to the naked eye as ripples and vibrations.

Beside Zhou Yizhi, countless remnant souls appeared, their faces distorted, and emerged from his body.

They are afraid, like facing a great enemy, as I said before, if they can't devour the enemy, they will eat their master, and the yin qi bursts, and the black mist sprays towards the king's platform.

"No!"

After Zhou Yizhi's physical stimulation, these remnant souls are like hungry ghosts whose hunger and thirst are not satisfied.

intends to eat up his master, and there is not a single bite of flesh and blood left.

The throne was shrouded in black mist.

One hand is alone and bare, constantly changing, struggling, struggling.

There were bursts of terrible screams, and the remnant soul continued to bite and gnaw at him.

Each bite was accompanied by a howl of pain, and Wang Tai's external skin did not change, but his expression was dull.

Zhou Yizhi came to his senses and looked at the picture in front of him.

Hehe smiled: "Sample? Playing with emotions with you, right? ”

There is a wrong, and there is a debtor.

Those who have been brutally murdered and finally deprived of their souls will finally be able to vent all their anger on their enemies after death.

You take a bite.

I take a bite.

You take a big bite.

I take a small bite.

Twist, lick, soak.

A hungry tiger pounced on food, wolves hunted, and as the devouring process progressed, the black fog gradually dissipated, and the eyes of those remnant souls gradually cleared.

When they kill their enemies, it means that the cage that has imprisoned them for many years no longer exists.

They were finally free.

It can be dissipated between heaven and earth.

They are undoubtedly extremely satisfied with this kind of ending, they can get rid of this terrible fate, and they can still kill their enemies.

They naturally knew whose credit it was, and bowed deeply to Zhou Yi.

"There is no reward in this life.

I can only wish you well from the bottom of my heart before it dissipates.

Peace and joy be upon you.

We hope you have no worries.

May you be courageous and never afraid.

May you take root in the darkness and see the light at last.

I hope you have the same joys and sorrows, and feel the world. ”

Hundreds of remnants floated in the air, smiling and speaking.

The voices echoed in this small room, and there was a kind of moving spirit.

This is their only purpose.

Even if it is a remnant soul, it is enough to not be able to do things, but only pray for the blessing of one's benefactor.

The incompleteness of the remnant soul, the broken soul, makes it impossible for them to survive as much in this world as other sneaky beings.

When they wake up and see the light of day again, that's when they dissipate.

The remnants laughed and waved.

Bidding farewell to the last benefactor he knew in his life, Zhou Yizhi also smiled and waved to them.

If there is an afterlife, I hope they will be able to live a life of peace and joy like their blessings.

The remnant dissipated little by little, turning into a burst of light.

After waiting for them all to dissipate, feeling what was more in the field, Zhou Yizhi's face changed suddenly.

Good abundant pure emotions.

This is the hatred, greed, and resentment of hundreds of remnant souls born in the black mist.

Lions sharpen their claws to catch food. In order to ensure their aggressiveness at all times, the royal platform sets the environment in which they live like an infernal hell.

The remnant soul is in pain in the black mist.

After they dissipate, these emotions thus radiate.

It is so huge, it is so precious, at least for Zhou Yizhi, his eyes lit up, and the color nightmare absorption is estimated to be upgraded.

You can't afford to waste it.

I suck.

I suck.

I suck!

Activated, all the horsepower pulled up and began to suck wildly.

Seeing that this abundant emotion was disappearing at a rapid pace, the emotion was like rootless water after losing the remnant soul itself, and the lonely tree dissipated extremely quickly.

The speed of dissipation was far greater than the speed at which he absorbed, and Zhou Yizhi was anxious, this was the result of his hard work.

At this time, Zhou Yizhi glanced at Wang Tai who fell to the ground and gritted his teeth.

This guy shouldn't have any problems, and he shouldn't have to be distracted by him.

Sit cross-legged on the ground and drive 100 percent horsepower.

Three or five minutes later, Zhou Yizhi touched his stomach with a satisfied expression.

Obviously I didn't eat, and I felt inexplicably full. In the past few minutes, Zhou Yizhi has absorbed almost sixty percent of his emotions, which is already a very good achievement.

Colormare has made a great progress, he feels that he can manipulate people's joy and anger, and he performs a continuous buff on the enemy, thinking about fighting, and the opposite side suddenly falls into an uncontrollable sadness.

Then it is really not too easy to win!

Zhou Yizhi opened his eyes with satisfaction, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the picture in front of him.

It's scary, let's just say.

A face was very close to him, and he woke up. The eyes of innocence are full of joy.

Wang Tai's lips moved slightly, and he blurted out vague words.

"Dad...... Father! ”