In the sticky darkness.

Only the evil blood light appeared and disappeared.

Illusions keep appearing and disappearing.

"I'm mad?"

Xiang Feng's scarlet eyes flashed with confusion as he muttered to himself.

At this time, there was finally a hint of doubt in his tone.

It seems that he is questioning himself.

"No, I'm not crazy!"

Soon, he said firmly again.

"It's obviously you who are crazy!"

"I am the evil sword. The evil sword is me. Watch me kill you all!"

Gradually, the weird blood-colored long sword spread out like human blood vessels and began to merge with the flesh and blood on his arm, looking extremely weird.

"Uncle Feng."

At this moment, a familiar call sounded.

Xiang Feng, who was already lost, was shaken all over, his eyes widened, and he turned to look in the direction where the sound came from.

In the darkness, Xiang Ren, wearing a red robe, walked out slowly.

His face was pale and his pupils were dilated.

There was a huge hole in his chest, and the blood had long since drained away.

"Uncle Feng, it hurts, I feel so much pain..."

Xiang Feng's hands were trembling and his expression was extremely painful.

"Ren'er..."

"I will avenge you right away!"

He did not hesitate to use his spiritual power, and once again waved the bloody evil sword, slashing it down in all directions indiscriminately.

Like a fleeting glimpse of light, as fast as a thunderbolt.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

The blood light actually dispersed all the surrounding darkness for a time.

The innkeeper's painful roar could be vaguely heard.

The tyranny of the foundation-building Dzogchen is fully revealed.

However, no matter how powerful the attack is, it is meaningless if it cannot hit.

An Le watched quietly not far away, his face under the ghost armor cold and heartless.

Xiang Feng wanted to torture him to death and cut his body into thousands of pieces, so why didn't he hate Xiang Feng to the core?

Just killing Xiang Feng is not enough.

Kill people, but also kill your heart!

The ghost armor on Anle's body gave off a faint halo.

Those illusions that emerged were born in the halo.

["Ghost Armor"——Huan Meng (Purple)! 】

This is the entry he unlocked after killing Confused Heart.

It seems that the ghost armor absorbed the characteristics of the pale face in the collision of fists and flesh, and can create illusions like inner demons.

If he were an ordinary foundation-building monk, he probably wouldn't be affected by hallucinations.

But for Xiang Feng, who was already mentally confused, this would be the straw that broke the camel's back.

The sword light quickly dissipated.

"Huh...huh..."

Xiang Feng breathed heavily.

The violent outpouring of spiritual power just now finally made him appear a little tired.

But the hallucination has not disappeared.

"Uncle Feng..."

Xiang Ren stared at him miserably.

There were also those who had been killed by him, as if crawling out of hell, one after another appeared in the darkness and walked towards him.

"Xiao Feng, how dare you! How dare you!"

Hearing this voice, Xiang Feng lost color again and felt frightened.

"Brother..."

The man in the shadow has eyes full of resentment.

"What did i do wrong?"

"Why do you two do this to me?"

Like a valve being opened, nightmare-like memories began to flow into Xiang Feng's mind.

That day, he and his sister-in-law murdered his brother.

But before he died, his brother burst out with amazing strength and beat the woman he loved to death alive in front of him.

Every time he recalled it late at night, Xiang Feng would wake up from his dream and break out in a cold sweat.

It was after that that he obtained the Evil Sword and desperately improved his strength.

The only one who cares is Xiang Ren, who doesn't know the truth yet.

"It turns out that it was you, Uncle Feng, who killed my father and my mother!"

"It's you! It's you!"

Xiang Ren's questioning echoed.

Xiang Feng became even more confused and argued in a panic: "No, that's not the case."

"Ren'er, I am your father..."

The deepest nightmare in my heart emerges, and the person I care about the most resents myself.

The pain surged, and my heart felt like a knife.

It's like thousands of ants gnawing at the soul.

This time, Xiang Feng really couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

at the same time.

Rumble——

The heart, which is countless times stronger than ordinary people, is like a god beating a drum, bursting out vast energy and blood.

Rushing and roaring, running violently.

The internal organs were even more clanging, like a starting war machine, erupting with a bang.

"die!"

Endless ferocious energy, accompanied by the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

An Le's figure was as fast as lightning, carrying exaggerated and terrifying energy and blood, and the spiritual power he had accumulated for a long time, he punched out with one punch!

boom!

The Ghost Armored Iron Fist directly penetrated Xiang Feng's back of the heart.

stabbed it out of his chest.

Xiang Feng's body suddenly stopped and he spat out blood.

There was a look of astonishment on his face, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

"you……"

"Those just now are the gifts I gave you. Do you like them?"

Anle's tone was gentle, as if he was speaking to an elder close to him.

Click... click...

Countless spikes protruded from the ghost armor and pierced into Xiang Feng's body.

Toxins, cold air, resentment... crazy injection.

The distance between the two kept getting closer, like a bloody embrace.

Xiang Feng's eyes widened with blood oozing from his eye sockets.

In front of him, eldest brother, sister-in-law, Xiang Ren, Tan Feiyu... the phantoms of dead people came towards him with malicious faces, tearing and biting him, trying to drag him into hell.

The dual pain of mind and body made him only able to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth.

"do not come……"
To be continued...