At the moment when the second son turned into a giant rat, the scales around Song Ciwan received a cloud of qi.

[Human desire, the surprise, confusion, and anger of the demonized immortal cultivators in the middle stage of the god transformation, one catty and two taels, can be sold. 】

Demonization!

The second son, like the two of them before, is also in a demonic state!

In a flash of lightning, the second son, who had turned into a giant rat, lifted his head, and above his head, the broken branch suddenly let out a loud sound.

More green sap flowed down, watering the giant rat below.

The giant rat roared angrily: "Squeak——! ”

After squeaking, the second son was stunned.

If there can be a narration by the side of the second son at this time, then there must be a line of words: Who am I? Where am I? What's going on?

At this moment, Song Ciwan seized the moment when the other party was stunned.

She raised her hand and pinched the trick, flicking her fingers: Void Phantom Sword!

Wisps of the Void Phantom Demon Sword shot out in an instant, penetrating the distance of time and space, and fell into the eyebrows of the giant rat.

The giant rat shuddered and froze in place.

At the same time, the heart demon seed in Song Ci's late knowledge sea trembled and swayed, and the infinite demonic thoughts all followed the route of the Void Illusion Demon Sword at this moment, like a surge.

These are all the magic thoughts of the second son!

Although the Void Phantom Demon Sword is powerful, it is not invincible in the world.

Although it can attract the demonic thoughts in the hearts of the people in the sword, make them die from the demons in their hearts, and achieve a terrifying effect of killing people invisibly, but at the same time, the backlash of the Void Phantom Demon Sword is also very powerful.

Under normal circumstances, Song Ciwan can suppress this kind of backlash, just like killing Hong Xuan before, the Void Illusion Demon Sword only moved slightly, which caused Hong Silk to lose its combat power and destroy itself.

As for the slight backlash brought about by the Red Silk Demon Thought, the Heart Demon Seed in Song Ci's Late Knowledge Sea could be dissolved and devoured with just a slight movement.

In this way, that bit of backlash not only had no effect on Song Ciwan, but also brought her the resources to strengthen herself.

But the second son is different, maybe because his cultivation is too high, or maybe his demonic thoughts are too strong, in short, the moment he was hit by the sword, the infinite demonic thoughts backlashed, and they rumbled into Song Ciwan's mind like a mountain and a tsunami.

In an instant, the two engaged in an invisible life-and-death contest.

Countless broken pictures also washed in the sea of Song Ci's late knowledge with the surge of this demonic thought.

Some of them were distorted, some were old, and some were dark and glowing, as if they had been soaked in ink by something evil.

Song Ciwan just glanced at it, and when he saw some fragments clearly, he only felt nauseous and nauseous.

What is that?

It is a gloomy underground palace, a boundless pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, there are human limbs soaked, and there are also stumps and flesh of demon beasts floating in it, there are filthy fur organs, and even scales and claws stained with pitch-black filth.

And so on and so forth, all kinds of strange things, all soaked in it.

And also...... And a boy screaming miserably!

The boy was six or seven years old at most, and he had a pale and delicate face, and although he was a young man, he had a pair of long eyebrows that flew into his temples and a pair of long, narrow eyes, which looked pitiful and wicked.

Don't think about it, just one glance, Song Ciwan saw that this must be the second son when he was a child!

His eyebrows and eyes are very distinctive, and with Song Ci's cultivation now, he is very sensitive to the characteristics of the human body, and it is impossible not to recognize that this is the second son.

I saw that the young second son was soaked in a pool of blood, and a pair of miserable white arms stretched out to him in the pool of blood.

Not only the arms, but also some broken heads, white teeth, and countless twisted objects, all of which involved the second son.

These strange things tugged at him, tore at him, and some of them penetrated through his nostrils, ear canal, and throat...... But wherever he has holes, those strange tricks, he has never let go.

The second son screamed, and his throat was stuffed with pitch-black worms.

This silenced his screams, and he could only whine. A pair of narrow eyes are full of despair, emptiness, hatred.

……

Song Ciwan seemed to travel through time and space and met this pair of eyes.

The shock of this moment cannot be described in words.

Infinite pain invaded Song Ciwan like a tide, forcing her to sink into this picture and empathize with the second son. Hurt what he hurts, suffer what he suffers, hate what he hates!

At this moment, Song Ciwan was almost shaken.

The poor must have something to hate, and conversely, the hateful person has something to hate.

The second son is crazy and cruel, and it turns out that it is not without reason.

How could he have been subjected to such inhuman torture when he was young?

Who would have thought that?

On the surface, it seems that he is from an extraordinary background, and the maidservants around him are also in the late stage of Qi cultivation at the lowest, and everyone cultivates high-grade exercises, all of them have unique talents.

These handmaidens were even so proud that they only had to go there for a stop, and everyone could see that they came from wealthy families.

And the second son, who has such a group of handmaidens by his side, can he be an ordinary person?

Who would doubt his origins? Who wouldn't think he was born a son of heaven? Who would think he was not favored?

Even though there are countless mediocrities in the world, who would experience such pain as he did when he was young?

……

Song Ciwan's vacillation was naturally born at this moment.

She didn't even notice that in the sea of consciousness, a certain corner of the emerald heart demon seed began to be stained with strange black spots.

Underneath the Heart Demon Seed, the Fire of the Heart Sutra and the Fire of the Ming God burned faintly, shaking hard, and the true qi in her body was also spontaneously injected upward, bringing infinite energy to these two flames.

However, the black spot was still like a tarsal bone, stained with the demon seed, and it was so stubborn that it would not go away at all.

Of course, in a short period of time, the dark spots did not expand.

Although Song Ciwan was shaken, he also tried to stick to his heart.

She kept telling herself: No, no, it's not like that. The second son was indeed pitiful when he suffered when he was young, but if he gained strength after that, he could take revenge on those who hurt him, and how could he attack other innocent people because of this?

When this thought appeared, another voice retorted in Song Ciwan's ear: "What innocent person did the second son attack? Who did he hurt? Did he do something terrible? On what basis will you judge him? ”

Song Ciwan was stunned: Yes, did the second son do something bad? Who did he hurt? Why did he have to die?

For a moment, Song Ciwan's brain was almost blank.

And soon, she saw a new broken picture!

It was in a gorgeous dormitory, and the second son was covered in blood and thrown under a pair of crystal white jade feet.