Seeing that Shi Feng was there with his head down and no longer speaking, the Demon King began to act.

"Don't worry, I'll leave you with the strongest thoughts!" the Demon King grabbed Shi Feng with one hand as he spoke.

"You may have to work a little hard!" Shi Feng found that his kung fu was still there, although he was not as strong as the world, but some were better than nothing.

It's just a pity that the Netherworld Soul Silk itself can't be used now.

Shi Feng stretched out his left hand sharply, knocked the hand that the Demon King grabbed at him, and flew up and kicked at the Demon King.

How could the demon king dare to say a word to him in this bowl, let alone kick himself with his foot.

Dengden Deng, the demon king retreated five or six steps in a row before stopping his figure.

"I'll make you disappear completely!" I won't leave you a single thought!" the Demon King was furious.

Since I was conscious, no one dared to treat myself like this.

The Demon King stretched out his hands, and countless hideous thoughts rushed towards Shi Feng.

"Hmph! gadget!" Shi Feng crackled, and tens of thousands of thoughts were knocked away by him.

But what made Shi Feng depressed was that although those thoughts were sent flying, they did not dissipate.

"Hmph, you're willing to play, aren't you? I have so many thoughts, even if I can't kill you, I'll tire you to death! I don't need any other way to exhaust you!" the Demon King sneered!

"Exhaust him to death, but remember, don't try to eat a little bit of his soul, or I will destroy your thoughts!" The demon king pointed with his hand, and endless thoughts seemed to be crazy, and pounced on Shi Feng.

The Demon King really didn't use any other method, but let some of the thoughts pile up a stool, he sat on the stool, closed his eyes there, and let those thoughts attack Shi Feng.

Shi Feng was in a hurry, and he had too many thoughts.

Fly one, and ten will come up, and ten will fly and a hundred will come up.

After a moment's fighting, Shi Feng suddenly stood still, allowing those thoughts to crash into his body.

Because he found that the impact of those thoughts on him could not cause any harm at all, so why should he be in a hurry?

If you are really tired, then this demon king is too easy to deal with yourself.

Just standing like this, you won't get tired, and it won't hurt.

What's more, the Demon King also gave an order not to allow any thoughts to hit his soul!

"Huh, why hasn't there been any movement?" the Demon King, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes curiously.

"Well, that's not going to work, a combination of ideas!" With the voice of the Demon King, those ideas that were originally separate began to come together.

Soon the appearance of a complete soul body was formed.

It's just that the idea of looking like a soul is very strange, the legs are not the same length, and the short body is covered with a big head, which is strange.

"Hehe! attack!" the Demon King waved his hand, then closed his eyes again.

This attack was completely different from the scattered thought attack, and Shi Feng's soul actually felt a burst of pain.

It seems that the combination of these thoughts can really hurt the soul.

Shi Feng began to get busy again.

However, the effect of this blow is also reflected, as soon as the punch goes down, the soul shape of the thought is immediately the head is the head, the arm is the arm, and the kick is the thought, the soul shape of the thought is immediately reduced to scattered thoughts.

It takes time for thoughts to be combined into a soul shape, so Shi Feng is not very tired.

But he understands that if this continues, it won't be long before he loses his ability to resist due to excessive fatigue and becomes food in the mouth of the demon king.

This doesn't work, if you want to attack the demon king, according to the effect of the kick you just had, the ability of this demon king is about the same as your own, and it's not much stronger.

Shi Feng's plan had been decided, crackling, a few punches and kicks flew out, and the combination of thoughts in the shape of a soul body that was approaching immediately dissipated.

Before the other thought combinations could come up, Shi Feng flew towards the demon king who closed his eyes and recuperated, and aimed at his head with a kick.

To Shi Feng's surprise, this demon king's head was actually like a piece of paper, and after he stepped down, he immediately shattered and flew away like a watermelon.

The Demon King's body stood up, and in an instant, an identical head appeared on his head.

If I have enough soul and thoughts, I will soon be able to condense into a real body, and now only my head is not condensed, so you can contribute to the condensation of my head! When I get out of this broken bowl, I will erect a monument for you. Your nourishment should be more than hundreds of thousands of thoughts!" the Demon King snorted.

One by one, broken thoughts floated out of the demon king's body and surrounded Shi Feng.

Shi Feng only felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything next.

"You're in my womb, see how I slowly digest you!" came the Demon King's voice.

I still underestimate this demon king, he still has this ability.

In the darkness, Shi Feng only felt that there were countless things forcibly burrowing into his soul, and it was useless to forcibly resist.

Slowly, the pain penetrated every part of Shi Feng's soul.

It's over, it looks like my soul is really finished, this demon king is too powerful!

Maybe this isn't the Demon King's most powerful attack.

Just now, the Demon King let those thoughts attack him, but he just didn't want to make a move on his own.

Suddenly, a voice that made Shi Feng excited appeared.

"Lord, master, let go, relax your whole body, then, those thoughts, just can't find you. ”

The voice of the Lord of the Six Halls.

"There's another soul, and this one seems to be better than the one just now! Looks like I'll be able to get out of this hellish place sooner. The voice of the Demon King came.

"You, you have to have, have that tooth, talent, can eat me. The voice of the Lord of the Six Halls came.

Shi Feng now basically believed that this Sixth Hall Lord really recognized himself as the master, not to mention that he had no good way to deal with the attack he was currently subjected to.

Shi Feng's mind relaxed, and sure enough, the pain all over his body disappeared, and he was completely fine.

"Lord, master! mind, thought attack, only, as long as you, release, relax consciousness, it, it will find, it will find, attack, attack the target! I, my part, soul, soul, has, has entered, you, your soul!"

"What's going on? You're too slow to explain, you try three words, three words, it might be faster!"

Shi Feng felt that something inexplicable had entered his soul.

"Yes, it's the master!" the Sixth Hall Lord seemed to be brewing for a while.

Voices came from outside.

"Little thoughts, become a demon king, want to eat me, too frivolous. Today, you are gone, the bowl is gone, there is nowhere to hide!"

"Huh, you soul, it's so interesting to talk!"

"Interesting, you're going to die, laugh at me, life stops!"

"Hahahaha, my life is over!" the Demon King laughed wildly.

"Sixth son, tell me what's going on?" Shi Feng's soul almost burst out with joy, this sixth hall master is really talented, three words and three words, and it actually rhymes.

"Me and you, have merged, the soul is together, the body is one, please wait a while, you can get out!"