Looking at the surging resentment around him, Su Yang's tone was still a look of disappointment that was difficult to hide.

After determining that he did not have this blessing, Su Yang wandered in resentment again.

But I don't know why, those soul thoughts seem to have disappeared, and even the remnant souls have become much less.

Just when Su Yang was bored and wanted to go crazy...

The original ordinary resentment suddenly surged up at this moment.

Chains emitting black qi shuttled out of the void, binding Su Yang in place.

And on the top of Su Yang's head, a gate knife completely formed by resentment also slowly emerged, falling towards the top of Su Yang's head.

About ten or so soul thoughts quietly emerged at this moment, staring at Su Yang with hideous eyes.

But in just one second, it's a lore.

And it came very abruptly, and it didn't give people a chance to prepare at all.

"Hmm..."

"It turned out to be all together."

"There really are ten of them!"

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, looking very excited.

"But..."

"I've learned how to manipulate resentment."

Su Yang whispered.

In the next second, the resentment around his body surged again, forming a scythe.

Well...

It's like the kind that farmers use for autumn harvests.

It doesn't look very handsome, but it's practical.

Su Yang carried the sickle in one hand, aimed at the chain under his feet and slashed it suddenly.

It's obviously just a void of mental power, but when the two touch together, it makes a sound like a golden stone, which is very harsh.

The sickle breaks.

The chains are also broken.

Although it was only one destroyed, it was enough for Su Yang to move in a small area.

He took three steps back in a row to reach the limit, but narrowly avoided the sluice knife that landed in the sky.

The sluice knife fell to the ground, turned into black gas, and dissipated in the storm of resentment.

But Su Yang raised his hand and aimed it in the air.

The black qi continued to condense towards Su Yang's side, and finally combined into a strange shape.

It's like...

Barrel.

Su Yang carried the barrel of the cannon on his shoulder and aimed it at one of the soul thoughts.

The soul thought didn't know what was going to happen next, so it didn't dodge at all, but joined forces with other soul thoughts to organize the next wave of offensives.

And then...

Inside the barrel, black light surged.

A huge cannonball was fired in an instant, disappearing into the black mist.

A second later, it appeared directly beside that soul thought and exploded!

The soul thoughts fluctuated violently as they were blown up, and some of them dissipated.

The second wave of the offensive, which had just been mobilized, had to be aborted with its injuries.

"Can your spells be interrupted?"

"Interesting!"

Su Yang's eyes lit up.

Seeing that these soul thoughts were once again summoning arrows, swords, chains, and other things, Su Yang broke up the cannon barrel, grabbed a ball of resentment and rubbed it in his hand constantly.

"Hey, hey!"

"Resentment and the power of fairies are similar."

"Mixed with several special sorts, it can also have unexpected effects."

"Boys, your weapons..."

"Outdated!"

"Have you ever seen a machine gun with blue fire?"

As the words fell, a machine gun was carried by Su Yang in his hand.

If the god of joy is here, he will definitely recall some bad memories at the first time.

This thing...

It doesn't hurt much, and it's extremely insulting.

Pitch-black bullets suddenly erupted and landed on those soul thoughts.

It doesn't hurt, and it doesn't hurt.

But the weapons they had worked so hard to condense had not yet been used, and they had just dissipated.

Once, twice...

They are tirelessly calling, without any consciousness to speak of, as if they were mechanical.

"Sure enough, if you don't have consciousness, you will look dull."

"I don't know how to hide!"

"But how did they think of hiding and encircling me together?"

Su Yang seemed to be playing whack-a-mole.

Whoever starts to mobilize his grievances will be given a shot and his skills will be interrupted.

There is even time to analyze.

In the end, Su Yang's gaze fell on the location of the deep pit in the distance.

"You have to have a brain."

"It's not reasonable."

"Is it hiding in here?"

Su Yang muttered to himself, casually grabbed the group of grievances with his other free hand, rubbed it twice, formed a ball, and threw it into the black hole.

For about ten seconds, there was a dull sound in the cave, accompanied by an echo.

Unfortunately, there was still no response.

"It's a deep hole."

Su Yang was surprised: "Don't you come out?" ”

"Then try this again!"

While speaking, Su Yang briefly gave up the operation of the machine gun, grabbed the grievances with both hands, and kept gathering together.

In the end, he simulated the power of the fairy and played a spell!

And when those souls were about to strike at them again, they raised their machine guns again and kept firing.

Midair...

A dark, hairy ass...

Again appeared.

It's right in front of the hole.

The torrent went straight down 3,000 feet...

Su Yang's unique stunt, two out of the rivers and lakes!

"Joy God carried it at the beginning..."

"I don't know if you can handle it."

"I hope your character can be very tenacious as well!"

Su Yang had a little expectation on his face, as if he also wanted to know if the guy hiding in the cave would hold back.

"These mortal guys have delayed me from watching the show."

Seeing that these soul thoughts were tireless, causing him to be seriously distracted, Su Yang glared at them dissatisfied.

"I'm going to have to give you a hard blow!"

"Let you try, my newfound one..."

"Plug in and power, touch-on, oversized, super-large..."

"Rice cooker!"

As the long slogan was shouted, resentment surged wildly.

Especially around these soul thoughts, it was as if a huge cage had appeared invisibly and locked them.

Gradually, these black gases turned into the shape of a rice cooker, containing the ten soul thoughts.

Soon, the rice cooker vibrated slightly.

Wisps of pitch-black electricity emerged from their surfaces, suppressing them back again.

I could only hear the muffled sound of the sound.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a low, angry roar suddenly came from the bottomless cavern, as if something had been revived.

Su Yang raised his eyebrows: "Can't help it..."

"I thought it was going to be tough."

"It's not as good as rejoicing in God."

Su Yang said with disdain.

And as his voice fell, the lump in the sky...

It's already brewing, and it could fall at any time.

The creature inside the cave seemed to be aware of this as well, and the roar became more urgent, as if trying to escape from below before the lump hit the ground.

"Are you afraid..."

"Tsk..."

Su Yang was amazed, once again sketched a wisp of resentment, and weaved a large net in the direction of the cave entrance to seal it.

For a while, the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings!