Despair.

From the words alone, it is used to describe the emotions born of people under extreme fear.

However, driven by the "Tibetan Heart Sutra", it has changed from intangible to tangible, from non-material to qualitative, like the despair of the black wave rising from the bottom, gradually wanting to drown the people of the Yao family.

The people of the Yao family attached to the black Roshan showed a look of jealousy and horror on their faces, but they did not stop there, the huge Roshan, as if it was endless, spread out in all directions, and they actually wanted to explore the edge of the dark space in order to break through.

Lu Xuan, who was only conscious, watched the black slime and the liquid turned into despair blend with each other, and silently accelerated the movement of the spell, wanting to use the cannon burning punishment derived from the "Hidden Heart Sutra" to end the battle as soon as possible.

But just when the surrounding scene had just changed, Roshan's expansion speed suddenly stopped, and the originally stunned expressions of the Yao family also changed at this moment, as if facing a great enemy's eyes, and their lips read incomprehensible words in unison:

"Zhen Shen, phosphorus fan, Yan Yan, retreat!"

This kind of voice was strange and familiar to Lu Xuan, it was the sound that often sounded in his ears when he hadn't killed the monster in his body.

He immediately understood.

At this time, everyone in the Yao family had been completely replaced by the monsters turned into pills in their bodies.

It's no longer a human being that you're facing, it's a monster through and through!

Before Lu Xuan could think about it, let alone make any reaction, he suddenly felt as if his consciousness had been hit by a violent blow, followed by a rapid loss of energy, as if something had been stripped out of his body by the other party.

Using his keen perception to explore, he realized that the elixir in his body was like a slowly flowing river, constantly flowing into Roshan!

Not only the elixir, but also the incense power he absorbed on the road was also lost with the loss of the elixir!

In essence, the Yao family can be regarded as his fellow disciples.

But what Lu Xuan didn't expect was that the other party was able to suck away the ability on his body.

No!

It's the monster that the Yao family has turned into is sucking their own abilities!

It can't go on like this!

Otherwise, let alone maintaining the "Tibetan Heart Sutra", it is unknown whether he can leave the reeds alive!

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Xuan tried his best to urge the "Tibetan Heart Sutra"

The next moment, the Senluo Palace completely replaced the dark space, the beams made of white jade, how to look at it at this moment, how it looked like white bones, and the steps made of gold seemed to be piled up of human skin, Lu Xuan sat behind the desk, looking at the evil in the middle of the hall with a condescending attitude.

Even at this point, everyone in the Yao family was still not afraid, and their indifferent heads turned in unison, facing Lu Xuan, revealing a terrible smile, and then, from the Roshan, three things like sharp swords burst out at a very fast speed, attacking him.

The strange thing is that these sharp swords seem to have hit an invisible wall, and they are all frozen in mid-air.

"Those who are subordinate to the hall who commit the three sins of greed, hatred and ignorance should be divided by the punishment of cannon branding!"

In this low shout, a huge iron pillar with a red body once again appeared in the center of the hall, and the ferocious beast carved on it seemed to break away from the iron pillar in the next moment, rushing down and tearing the evil in front of it to pieces.

As if sensing the arrival of danger, the Yao family's aggregate, the black Roshan, suddenly became irritable, and the originally swollen body began to shrink continuously, and in the process, there were still countless black swords gushing out from Roshan, quickly attacking Lu Xuan.

It's a pity that the "Tibetan Heart Sutra" is driven by despair, and the despair it derives is not only generated by Lu Xuan, but also by all the creatures who enter the Senluo Palace.

Therefore, those sharp swords were all blocked by Lu Xuan's three steps without exception.

In this space, as long as a creature has a feeling of despair, it will turn into his power.

In the space where the Tibetan Heart Sutra was born, he is the absolute master.

Unless the opponent's strength can easily break the "Hidden Heart Sutra"

Obviously, the evil in front of him does not have such strength.

In just a few breaths, several red-hot iron chains emerged from the surroundings of Senluo's palace, they were like long snakes, and they were like shackles that imprisoned the wicked, and they all attacked the evil that shrank into a ball!

"Zizizi!"

The moment the chain touched Roshan, billowing black smoke came out of it, emitting a scorching stench, like the smell of a dead body being burned.

Lu Xuan originally thought that with the despair that the Senluo Palace was now full of, it would be enough to destroy the evil in front of him.

But to his surprise, no matter how these iron chains were pulled, the meat mountain that had shrunk into a small mountain bag did not move at all, and even the expressions of the Yao family members who were attached to it did not change in any way.

It's as if in the face of such a situation, there is already a way to crack it!

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Xuan, who was sitting behind the desk, watched as the image of the palace began to become nothing, as if it would be shattered at any time.

This was because that Roshan was still relying on the link established by the elixir in his body, thus plundering the cultivation on his body and the incense power on his body.

On the other hand, the volume of that Roshan was more than dozens of times smaller than before, and the black mucus seemed to have a self-will, and gradually began to return to the Yao family's body.

Their limbs were thus exposed, and they were in direct contact with the chains of punishment.

Perhaps it is the corrosive effect of the black mucus, and everyone in the Yao family at this moment is naked, all kinds of organs are in contact with each other, dislocated from each other, regardless of men, women and children, all of them showed extremely painful expressions at the moment when the iron chain came into contact with their skin.

It can be seen that even if they are absorbing Lu Xuan's cultivation, it is still difficult for them to resist the burning of the iron chains, and the rolling heat wave is overwhelming, making everyone look like steamed fat.

Lu Xuan's figure sitting behind the desk was crumbling, but he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the operation of the spell.

He knew that it was time to compete with the Yao family for endurance.

The final result will determine whether he will leave this place alive or be devoured by the Yao family as an elixir!

I've worked hard for so long, I definitely can't die here!

Lu Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared behind the desk, in a hazy consciousness, he seemed to have stabbed himself with a black sword, under the intense pain, accompanied by a deeper despair, accompanied by the sudden flames burning in the hall.

This flame was like a divine fire in the sky, and it quickly spread to the bodies of everyone in the Yao family.

"What a god!"

At this moment, everyone in the Yao family finally couldn't support it, and in Yao Changshan's wail, all the bodies began to slide down, and the entire Roshan began to collapse, falling into flames, like ants on fire, running in all directions.

Is it over?

Lu Xuan, who was physically and mentally exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the blink of an eye, he realized that something was wrong!

The flames were not caused by the despair in his heart, but more like they came from the outside world!