Greedy wolves control people's hearts.

The expression of the human heart is the seven emotions.

The power of the stars of the greedy wolf can infinitely amplify these emotions, and eventually cause people to fall into a kind of madness, lose themselves. What they are facing is a stronger version of themselves.

This is exactly the dilemma that Fudo Ming is facing today.

As soon as the King of Fudo Ming stepped into the Greedy Wolf Palace, he fell into an illusion, and he made good use of this ability, and naturally understood that what he was in at this moment, what he saw in front of him, what he heard in his ears, and even what he thought in his heart were all false, so he constantly warned himself that the mirror stopped the water.

A person appeared in front of him and stopped outside the Greedy Wolf Palace.

This man looked at his dress, dressed in white clothes and white robes, with his hair tied and crowned, like a noble son, and his figure was slender and strong, standing with his hands in his hands.

But the king of Fudo Ming could not see the man's face clearly.

The face of the man in white is always shrouded in a black mist, which adds a bit of mystery, and if he walks on the street, he will definitely provoke passers-by to look sideways, thinking about how handsome this boy should be.

King Fudo Ming bowed slightly, one hand silently grasped the absolute shadow on his waist, ready to go, he was extremely rare and serious.

Looking at its momentum, you can know that it is a master, and the master duel is not as fancy and bells and whistles as the storyteller says, and he can play for three days and three nights. Their victory and defeat are often in that instant, and after the trial, one move can be divided.

Unless their intention is to fight each other.

But apparently, Fudo Ming did not intend to waste time.

The man in white suddenly laughed and said, "The colorless realm is a product, it's amazing." According to my observations, you're only one step away from reaching the top of Tai Chi, right?"

The king of Fudo did not answer.

The man in white shook his head and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that now is not the time, you don't have this ability, and you can't pass my level, so you can't enter the Greedy Wolf Palace." Go back, do it yourself, and save a waste of time by retreating as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame this son for being ruthless. ”

King Fudo Ming seemed to be amused, he had never been afraid of anyone in his life, even Tianji was just like this, this little illusion actually dared to make a big fuss.

"Then I'd like to try how you can be ruthless. ”

The man in white sighed: "The heavier the obsession, the deeper the fall, and the stronger the greed, the more unable to extricate himself." Greedy wolf, greedy wolf, you haven't understood what a greedy wolf is in your heart, you're just blindly abusing its power, and when you figure it out one day, come back. ”

"What I hate the most is that you are a guy who puts on a high posture and preaches with others!" King Fudong Ming roared, no longer planning to talk nonsense with this white-clothed man, he flipped with one hand, and his breath burst out in an instant, and then he opened his five fingers, raised his big hand, and the aura in the sky suddenly surged.

On top of his black robe, the purple-black aura glowed with a treacherous dark light, like hundreds of spirit snakes spitting letters, entwining from all directions, wrapping the white-clothed man in a narrow area.

The black air was everywhere, hidden from the sky, and in that small area, all the light was covered, as if in the illusion, another illusion.

"Go!"

The five fingers of the King of Fudo were closed, and his fists were clenched violently, and hundreds of long snakes showed their sharp fangs as if they had received some kind of edict, and roared neatly towards the white-clothed man in the predicament, and pierced through his body when he landed.

But underneath that white garment was nothing.

"Cast illusions on people in the illusion, greedy wolf, are you trying to make Ben Gongzi laugh?"

A burst of joking came, and the King of Fudong Ming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and under such a sense of crisis, he instinctively pulled out the shadow and turned around with a sword.

And this sword was cut in the air again.

In other words, the sword passed directly through the body of the man in white, as if waving it into the air.

"So my son has said, don't ask for yourself. ”

The man in white was slashed by this sword, but he didn't move, he smiled faintly, stretched out two fingers and lightly tapped on the forehead of the immovable king, right in the middle of the ugly demon mask.

This hand was as fast as lightning, and the King of Immovable Ming couldn't react at all, only feeling that his movements were like child's play in front of this white-clothed man, and he was surprisingly slow.

This is absolute power suppression, this kind of terrifying strength is by no means comparable to the original heavenly opportunity, and the two of them are not of the same grade at all.

Therefore, King Fudo Ming and this white-clothed boy are naturally a few grades apart.

Click.

Click.

Under the blow of the white-clothed man, King Fudo Ming seemed to hear the sound of something shattering, which was particularly harsh. Then a crack began to appear in the picture in front of him, and on top of the crack, countless cracks were derived, which began to spread around, and finally shattered like a broken bronze mirror, and fell to the ground with a bang.

His mask was shattered.

was shattered together, as well as this heaven and earth, this incomprehensible illusion.

King Fudo only felt dizzy, the sky was spinning, his eyes were dark, he could no longer support it, and his legs were weak and fell down.

And the last thing he saw was a corner of the black mist that shrouded the white-clothed man's face, and a slightly raised lip.

Bang!

King Fudo gritted his teeth, and finally at the last moment when his figure fell, he stepped on the floor with one foot, so that he fell to the ground without shame.

Then he raised his head, and there was already a familiar scene in front of him, and at some point, he was already outside the forbidden land.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, his mask was still there, and the touch of the blow of the man in white seemed to be imprinted on it, lingering, as if he had left him a small lesson.

Obviously, it's just an illusion.

A feeling of fatigue struck, almost trying to make people lose their strength, the figure of the immovable Ming King began to tremble slightly, he took a deep breath, glanced at the dark and bottomless palace in front of him hatefully, and made an oath in his heart.

Then he turned away, never looking back.

In the night sky, the bright moon is still the same, but the purple microstar is a little brighter.

King Fudo Ming dragged his tired body back to the underground palace, and the moment he entered the door, he suddenly smelled something strange and couldn't help frowning.

So he rushed to the hall, and at a glance he saw that the remaining nearly a thousand dead men had gathered here, forming a large circle, and their eyes were different.

Some are indifferent, some are smiling, some are worried, and some are fanatical.

And in the middle of the main hall, someone was fighting.

A sneer came suddenly: "Why, the Great Wei Deming King of the Tianxin Sect, is there only this level? I see, this palace, as well as these dead soldiers, should be ruled by our Yu Linling! You must know that in this dark underground world, there is a saying that the strong are respected!"

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