"Ha ha ha ha!"

A huge laughter echoed over the cemetery. With the laughter of Yin Ling, it seemed as if millions of souls were laughing together. Lin Yun's mind was filled with chaotic and noisy laughter.

"Lin Yun, just because of you, you also want to kill me? Do you know what the power of the soul is? Next, I will let you feel the joy of the soul!"

In an instant, a shock from the soul suddenly hit Lin Yun's heart. Lin Yun only felt endless joy all over his body. He couldn't help but open his mouth and laugh.

I don’t know why I’m happy, I don’t know what to be happy about. However, Lin Yun’s laughter just couldn’t help but stop it.

"Hahaha……"

He kept laughing, Lin Yun laughed so hard that he couldn't even hold the sword, let alone attacking Yin Ling.

Yin Ling stared at Lin Yun jokingly and said mockingly: "I guess it's the first time you discovered that happiness is not a good thing, right? Laughing makes you unprepared and makes you lose the ability to attack. Unfortunately, you can't resist this kind of soul joy at all."

Lin Yun could not answer, and he couldn't stop laughing as soon as he opened his mouth. This meaningless laughter filled his heart with helplessness.

"I guess you've laughed enough too. Then, stop laughing and crying!"

As Yin Ling said, Lin Yun's feelings suddenly changed. The originally uncontrollable joy suddenly turned into uncontrollable sadness.

Sorrow, sadness, sadness, sympathy and pity for everyone.

At this moment, Lin Yun seemed to turn into a sentimental girl. Even a fallen leaf could make him fall into great grief. Thinking of Feng Ke and Xiao Leng, and thinking of his twists and turns, Lin Yun's tears seemed to be like a bead with a broken thread, and he couldn't help falling down.

"I'm so sorry for making you lose your composure. If a man doesn't cry easily, you'd better be angry!" Yin Ling laughed mockingly, his voice full of sarcasm.

In an instant, a surge of anger filled Lin Yun's mind. The hatred for Zhaixing and the hatred for fate completely submerged Lin Yun. At this moment, Lin Yun had the urge to destroy everything. Looking at the Yin Spirit in front of him, Lin Yun's eyes were filled with endless anger.

Yin Ling was still smiling mockingly. He kept changing Lin Yun's emotions, allowing Lin Yun to change constantly in his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

Guilt, loss, excitement, expectation, complacent, sadness...

Constantly playing with Lin Yun's emotions, Yin Ling shouted proudly: "Haha, Lin Yun, the damage caused to the soul is endless. If you experience a few more joys and sorrows, you will die because of your soul being damaged!"

At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Lin Yun's face.

"Hey, you should be sad now, why are you laughing? Could it be that you were so tortured by emotions?" Yin Ling's voice was full of surprise.

"I have to thank you, Silver Spirit. It is the emotions you have allowed me to experience that my emotional rules have evolved."

Lin Yun raised his head with a faint smile on his face. Obviously, he was no longer disturbed by Yin Ling's emotions.

Yin Ling let out a cold snorted disdain in his nostril. He slowly raised his right hand and took out a transparent long sword from the endless void. The sword was wrapped around the ghost, emitting waves of evil spirits, which looked very gloomy.

"Lin Yun, the game ends here. Next, I will use my soul sword to cut your soul into pieces!"

Yin Ling's feet did not move, and his body floated quickly towards Lin Yun like a ghost. The soul sword in Yin Ling's hand drew a strange arc in the air and slashed towards Lin Yun's right shoulder.

Lin Yun suddenly raised the true self sword to resist the slash of the soul sword.

"Hahaha, the soul sword is invisible and physical, and it only acts on the soul. Lin Yun, how can your sword block the spirit body? Can glass block the light?" Yin Ling smiled coldly, and the speed of the soul sword in his hand suddenly accelerated and he slashed down suddenly!

"bite!"

A crisp sound of sword sounded from the true self sword. This soul sword was blocked by Lin Yun's true self sword.

"What? How is this possible? My soul sword, like a soul, is not a physical entity at all. How can your sword block it?"

Yin Ling shouted loudly, and his voice suddenly changed: "What is this? Come to my heart along with my sword. This is anger. Ah, Lin Yun, I'm so angry!"

In a blink of an eye, the divine thought of the Silver Spirit was like a volcano erupting, bursting out with an extremely angry aura. This anger was like gasoline encountering a fire, about to explode and quickly ignited.

A few seconds later, Yin Ling suddenly calmed down. His eyes at Lin Yun were filled with deep horror.

"How is it possible? How can you control your emotions? Your sword actually conveys anger to me. Even I, who is good at controlling emotions, cannot resist!"

Faced with Yin Ling's questioning, Lin Yun just smiled faintly: "I just said that it is the emotions you made me experience that my emotional rules evolve."

That’s right, it was precisely after experiencing endless joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness that Lin Yun’s emotional rules evolved again.

The rules of love are Lin Yun’s strongest rules. When the rules of love are just born, it only has one ability, that is, increase.

Unlimited amplification, amplification of anything, power, divine thoughts, or even soul. Just as a person will burst out with his greatest potential when he is emotionally excited. The disadvantage of this ability is that it takes an extremely long time.

Now, the rules of emotion have evolved again, and another ability has emerged, that is, to attach emotions to attacks. This emotion is rooted in the soul. On the one hand, it can bring a layer of soul characteristics to the sword and resist the attack of the soul sword. On the other hand, this emotion can affect the enemy and cause the enemy to fall into strong emotions.

With this sword just now, Lin Yun was filled with anger, which not only blocked Yin Ling's attack, but also caused Yin Ling to fall into extremely strong anger.

Then, Lin Yun used the emotional rules to inject a joyful feeling into the true self sword, and launched an instant kill on the Yin Spirit who had just recovered.

A white light flashed, and Lin Yun's figure appeared behind Yin Ling. This instant kill was blocked by the soul armor on Yin Ling's body and did not cause any damage to Yin Ling. However, Yin Ling bent down and fell into an irresistible laugh. His soul sword fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. Just you want to go against Lord Zhaixing. Just you want to break my soul armor. Hahaha, Lin Yun, you will definitely die without a burial place." Yin Ling laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, and his hands kept slapped the ground.

Faced with the defenseless Yin Ling, Lin Yun would certainly not be polite. He used the emotional rules to increase the damage of the Glory Will, and launched thousands of instant kills against Yin Ling.

"Bump and bump..."

Yin Ling's body was immediately overwhelmed by endless sword light. Every part of his body was bombarded by Lin Yun's true self sword. The strong force from all directions made his body sway continuously, like a willow in the strong wind.

However, the soul armor of Yin Ling is unimaginably strong. Lin Yun’s true self sword can destroy space, but there is no white seal on it.

"Wuwuwu, Lin Yun, don't waste your energy. Lin Yun, my soul armor is refined by millions of souls. In line with my soul rules, it has reached the hardness limit of the god level. Your old sword cannot hurt me at all. Wuwuwuwu, it's so sad." Yin Ling cried loudly and said mocking words.

"Can't kill it? I just don't believe it!"

Lin Yun roared angrily, and suddenly used the Phantom Sword Dance to launch a storm-like attack on Yin Ling's body.

Lin Yun's phantom sword dance evolved into a stormy sword rain. Yin Ling's body was like a small boat under a tsunami, hit by the waves. However, the ship seemed to be made of high-strength metal alloy, but it was not disintegrated.

Lin Yun continued to use the amplification of emotional rules, and the attack power of the Phantom Sword Dance became stronger and stronger, and its strength became more and more fierce. Yin Ling's body seemed to be hit by endless artillery fire, and was blown to the point of being tilted and difficult to stand.

However, the Silver Spirit's soul armor still has no scars.

Lin Yun's heart was full of helplessness. He believed that as the rules of love continued to increase, his sword could eventually kill the silver spirit. But the problem was that Feng Ke's life and death were uncertain now, and he didn't have so much time to wait.

Lin Yun suddenly stopped the true self sword in his hand and stopped attacking.

At this moment, Yin Ling had already been lying on the ground in a mess. Feeling the disappearance of the attack, he supported the ground with his hands, struggled to stand up, and shouted with panting: "Why don't you fight? Come on! I want to see if your sword can break my soul armor!"

Lin Yun raised his head, stared at Yin Ling's clown mask, and said coldly: "I can't kill you for the time being, so I have to let you commit suicide!"

Suddenly, Lin Yun injected endless sad feelings into his true self sword and hit Yin Ling's soul armor with a bang.

"when!"

This sword was immediately blocked by the soul armor. However, the sad feeling quickly invaded Yin Ling's heart.

Yin Ling seemed to have encountered the saddest thing in his life in an instant. Huge sadness surged into his heart, making him unable to help crying.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Lin Yun did not stop attacking. He kept bombarding the Silver Spirit with the true self sword full of sad feelings.

Grief, continue to grieve, endless grief.

After a while, the grief in Yin Ling seemed to have reached an extreme. Lin Yun just glanced at Yin Ling and would be infected by the extremely sad feeling. It was as if Yin Ling had suffered the most painful encounter in the world and suffered the most unfortunate grievance in the universe.

"Wuwuwu, I'm so sad, I'm so sad, what's the point of living..." Yin Ling grabbed his head with both hands and cried loudly.

Lin Yun was overjoyed and used the rules of love to increase the grief on Yin Ling's body again.

"Wuwuwu, I'm not alive anymore, I can't stand it anymore, I want to commit suicide, no one stops me..." Yin Ling cried loudly, his voice filled with determination. At this moment, Yin Ling finally chose to commit suicide under great sorrow.

Extreme emotions can affect people's behavior and make people do irrational things. This is Lin Yun's purpose.

Yin Ling suddenly stopped crying, stared at Lin Yun viciously, and shouted: "I'm not alive anymore, Lin Yun, you can bury with me. Self-destruct, soul armor, thousands of souls, accompany me to extinguish!"

"Oops!"

At this moment, Lin Yun was next to Yin Ling, and it was too late to dodge!

"Boom!"

Thousands of souls were broken, and the huge soul-destructive force hit Lin Yun with a bang.

The next moment, Lin Yun fainted on the third step of the seal tower, life and death were uncertain. At his feet, the word "man" suddenly disappeared.
Chapter completed!