After the rain, the sky is clear, and the air is filled with a cool atmosphere, which is a rare good weather.

Zhou Han held a sword in one hand and walked step by step in the depressed forest.

With each step, a deep footprint is left on the ground.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, dripping as he walked, as if it were not damp ground under his feet, but a chain bridge over the Flaming Mountain.

The unknown object that lurked in his sea of consciousness had already begun to wreak havoc, but after last night, it seemed to have suddenly opened its mind, and the erosion speed was several times faster, and it could no longer be suppressed, even if it was channeled back into the meridians, it could only relieve the pain and confusion in the sea of consciousness.

Occasionally, a demon seeker appeared and ran in front of Zhou Han, but when he found that he had the same smell as them, a puzzled expression appeared on his crazy face, and he finally did not attack.

Although Zhou Han had a splitting headache, his eyes were already blurry, and he could roughly guess what was happening around him without going through the heavens.

He covered his head, ignored the demon, and continued on his way.

After some time, several wolves blocked Zhou Han's way and surrounded him from all directions, apparently using him as food for today.

If Zhou Han could see clearly, he could find that there was also a faint black aura in their eyes.

Zhou Han gritted his teeth and snorted lightly, and the scabbard of the sword fell to the ground.

He remembered that when he first entered the woods, he had also met with the wolves, and it took him a lot of spiritual power to deal with them.

These wolves obviously can't be called a pack.

Now they don't choose to attack other demons, but choose to attack him, thinking that they should see their weakness and want to bully the weak and fear the hard.

A black aura gradually appeared on his body.

With the long sword in his hand, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly appeared.

Bloodthirsty thoughts filled his sea of consciousness at this moment.

Zhou Han let out a roar and rushed forward with his sword.

He couldn't see the wolves' movements clearly, so he didn't bother to judge their movements.

Anything that is close, slash it together!

The sword qi crisscrossed his body, splashing countless ice chips.

As he charged, the trees around him continued to fall, and in addition to a thin layer of ice, there was a trace of black gas in the fracture.

A wolf that pounced forward was slashed by the sword qi, and before it could let out a wail, it had become several corpses on the ground.

Those wolves didn't mean to retreat, and still tried to besiege Zhou Han.

A sneer appeared on Zhou Han's face.

The wolf who is enchanted, the enchanted self, the idea should be similar.

Kill each other.

So, just kill.

His sword grew more and more frantic, slashing at everything around him.

The black qi continued to flow out with his sword intent, and whether it was a wolf or something else that approached him, it was cut off by the sword with the black qi.

He is like Shura who has fallen into the underworld, destroying everything around him in a rage.

In less than half an hour, all the wolves had already died, dozens of fallen trees nearby, and even demon entrants with still hideous expressions but had been decapitated in a different place.

The black qi on Zhou Han's body had completely spread throughout his body at this time.

He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and with each swing of his sword, a black gas swept out and gradually dissipated in the air.

I don't know how long it took, and the black qi retracted into his body again.

In addition to the sound of sword dancing, only the unwilling voice of the young man echoed in the forest.

"Don't think about it...... It's so easy to control me!"

......

How long he can stay awake, Zhou Han himself doesn't know.

When he found that he could slash out the black qi in the meridians in the spiritual power through the Heavenly Dao, he could only grasp this last straw and maintain the last trace of clarity on the spiritual platform.

But the speed at which the black qi spread far exceeded his imagination, and it was much faster than he had predicted when he found out that he had been hit.

He could only keep waving the sword in his hand until he couldn't feel the soreness in his hand.

A tree stood in front of him, and was cut by him with a sword.

There was a demon wandering in front of his eyes, and he was directly killed.

The Han Ying Sword Technique has never been a murderous sword technique, but at this time, in Zhou Han's hands, it only has the meaning of killing.

While walking and killing, he has gradually lost control of heaven and humanity, and can only rely on instinct to vent the black qi in his body.

A figure appeared in front of him again, Zhou Han did not hesitate, and another sword slashed down with black qi.

"Brother?"

The sudden sound in the sea of knowledge caused the sword that Zhou Han had slashed to stop in mid-air.

A trace of confusion flashed in Zhou Han's eyes, and after he closed and opened his eyes, the scenery in front of him was very different.

Surrounded by a blue lake, a corner of the manor looms in the lakeside forest.

The little boy in front of him opened his eyes wide and complained angrily: "Brother, obviously I fell in love with that marble first, how can you grab it?"

"Xiao Shuo?" Zhou Han's body trembled, looking at the little boy in front of him in disbelief, "This is an illusion?"

"It's a hallucination. ”

Zhou Han sighed, and the gloom in his eyes flashed.

The black qi in his body was still tormenting him, but looking at the unreal Bei Mingshuo in front of him, it seemed that the pain could be alleviated a lot.

"Whoever gets it first is whoever, didn't we all divide it like this before?"

Hearing this immature voice, Zhou Han's heart was sour.

On that day, why did he rob the round rain flower stone that his brother found?

originally just wanted to make a joke, but he made his younger brother cry, and was kicked out of the house by his father, who was ordered to go home to review his mistakes.

Before he received that jade pendant, he had been blaming himself.

On the last day of his brother's life, why can't he be a little happier?

Zhou Han looked at the phantom of Bei Yingshuo in front of him, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry. ”

"I'm sorry?" Bei Mingshuo raised his head, stared into his eyes, and asked, "Do you really think I am your brother?"

"Is it just because you are an older brother that you can take everything from me unscrupulously?"

"Xiao Shuo, I ......"

Zhou Han wanted to refute, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't spit them out anyway.

Bei Mingshuo smiled, and the smile was very weird: "If you want to atone for your sins, just die." ”

"Die!"

A pair of hands grabbed Zhou Han's neck and threw him directly to the ground, this power is not at all like what a child should have.

Zhou Han struggled to look, and what he saw in front of him was still Bei Yingshuo, but his expression was extremely crazy, and he had completely lost his humanity.

Zhou Han knew very well that it was the performance of a person who was truly enchanted.

It's an illusion, everything is an illusion.

But this expression appeared on Bei Mingshuo's face, and he couldn't accept it.

The black gas rose again.

Bei Mingshuo's figure gradually became illusory, and when Zhou Han opened his eyes again, there was only a hideous-looking demon in front of him.

"Is this the reality?"

Zhou Han's neck was still pinched, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If it's not the North Stygian, that's easy.

A sword light flashed, and the head of the demon entered the ground and the blood that spurted out quickly coagulated, and many splashed on Zhou Han's clothes.

He broke free of the demon's powerless hand, as if he didn't feel the slippery and bloody on his body, and continued to walk forward step by step.