Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"...What's wrong with you? Each one of you is more miserable than Bai Xiu."

Tian Luozi looked at the dejected people one by one. Originally, Bai Xiu was noisy and fell into isolation, but that seemed depressing enough. Why were all the optimists like Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang, etc. killed in battle today? What happened to them?

Obviously the killing curse has been lifted and everyone's relatives and friends have woken up. Shouldn't now be the happiest time?

"It's probably because the spirit hunter controls the soul and restrains the soul."

After sending away the four famous arrests, Su Xuyuan went directly to the other side to see what was going on. As a result, these people actually saw ghosts in broad daylight, and because the boundaries of this world have been quietly rising, although not fast, But things like souls can already appear.

After all, Lu Xiaofeng and the others wouldn't be able to reach higher levels if they couldn't come into contact with things at the soul level. Therefore, in addition to system special effects, Duan Junheng's skills also brought some "local characteristics".

No matter how well the city is built and how beautiful the surrounding scenery is, it cannot change the fact that this is the Great Desert of the Western Regions. In this desert full of desperadoes, the most indispensable thing is people who die in miserable and weird ways.

Su Xuyuan, who walked over and witnessed the scene of Dang Junheng's "great power", looked at the various ghosts dying in the desert, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, everyone in the desert died in such a miserable way. Absolutely!

After seeing so many dead souls, Azi was completely honest anyway. She was the main target, suffered the biggest impact, and got the most desired effect.

The four Qingqing brothers didn't know what was going on at Su Xuyuan's place. When Murong Fu saw Ji Yinzi appearing, he found an excuse to hide and didn't participate in anything that happened after that. Dian Hong accompanied Qu Wurong to treat his face, but also did not participate in this matter. Ximen Chuixue was not interested in these at all, so he was not present.

Therefore, the people who were affected, except Azi who bore the brunt, were Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Zhaixing, a pair of bad friends, Xiao Feng and Xu Zhu who knew Azi's temperament and wanted to stay behind to prevent her from escaping, as well as those who had just reunited "The wild geese and butterflies have wings, and the fragrance of flowers fills the world" combination.

In summary, those who suffered were all members of the protagonist group.

"Control the soul and restrain the soul? Why do you do this suddenly? The spirit hunter is drunk?"

This didn't sound like something with a normal style. Dang Junheng suddenly showed his hand. Tian Luozi's first guess was that the other party was drunk and acting on a whim.

"Do you think it's possible that Ling Shou is drunk now?"

"...What's that for?"

Tian Luozi thought about it carefully and felt that what Su Xuyuan said made sense. At present, Duan Junheng had no chance of getting drunk.

"Because of what?"

Su Xuyuan glanced at the listless people, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"I can only say that I used 10% of my thoughts and accidentally suffered 100% of the consequences."

When he asked casually, he found out that Hu Tiehua had experienced the small one, so he suggested to Duan Junheng to get the big one. As a result, both himself and the spectators suffered. Azi was indeed frightened, but the others did not. Can sleep well.

After such a long day, only Dang Junheng was happy in the end. It can only be said that the ability to withstand psychological pressure still needs to be tempered.

Oh no, the happy person needs to add Liu Qingyuan who watched the whole fun and gained a lot of emotional energy. Speaking of why this person is still watching, you should quickly put on your shell and come in.

"I'm so scared after seeing ghosts. What if I see someone who looks particularly ugly in the future?"

Regarding the psychological endurance of this group of people, Tian Luozi felt that he had found a new breakthrough point. They had been focusing on three ethics before, and perhaps they should also consider the visual impact.

"There are no overly strange techniques here, and there are no people who have entered the practice with strange paths. There are not even alien races other than the human race. The situation like us will not happen."

Although there are people with weird and scary looks in the martial arts here, this is still within the scope of the traditional mixed martial arts world. No matter how ugly the appearance is, it does not deviate from the basic human shape. At most, it is disfigured like You Tanzhi.

In Pili, the lower limit of ugly and terrifying characters... Well, it seems that there is no such thing as a lower limit. Seriously, I don't even want to comment on the sentence "beginning to take shape".

"When I went out before, I really didn't see anyone who looked particularly scary. Everyone was very simple."

"...Is there anyone scarier than a ghost? Let alone a ghost who died tragically and changed beyond recognition."

The communication between Tianluozi and Su Xuyuan did not avoid anyone, they spoke directly and openly, and the volume was not deliberately lowered. They were in the tone and volume of normal communication, and others naturally heard it.

Now, in their opinion, no one should be more scary than the ghost they saw yesterday, not to mention that among this group of people, everyone has a good appearance. Even if there are really ugly enemies, they only think about those in the world of desire.

But even if there are scary-looking guys in the Desire Realm, at most they have fierce faces, or abnormally dark skin, and then there are green faces and fangs. Bo Xun's three heads and six arms show more of a terrifying oppression and deterrence.

No matter how ugly a person is, he is still a human being, and there can be no ghosts to scare people.

"They are much scarier than ghosts. Some of my eighteen brothers are very ugly, and the tenth emperor brother is particularly scary."

Upon hearing the question, Tianluozi was the first to speak. Without him, in the field of scary growth, the people in Black Sea Forest Prison really have a lot of advantages.

"…your brother?"

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Tianluozi suspiciously. Although the other party said that he was not a real prince in essence, he was still a member of the royal family. Judging from Tianluozi's appearance, the princes in Black Sea Prison should be good-looking.

"I don't know about the past, but the appearance of this generation of forest princes..."

A somewhat complicated look flashed in Tianluozi's eyes, and he thought about the adjectives carefully.

"...It's very polarizing."

The good-looking ones are extremely good-looking, and the ugly ones...are really ugly, and they are ugly in all kinds of ways.

"Including me, none of the nineteen princes were born to the same mother. The King of Hell himself is pretty good-looking, but because there is a curse in Forest Prison that a woman will die after giving birth to a child, I don't know what the other eighteen girls look like. Looks like that. But my royal brothers are really different in appearance.”

I don’t know what kind of women the King of Hell married in the first place. Anyway, some of the princes looked really puzzling, and all of them who were only blood related now had surnames.

"So, how scary is your Tenth Prince brother, Your Highness the Nineteenth Prince?"

With this topic, Sikong Zhaixing's mood rose. He was good at the art of disguise and had done a lot of research on many prominent facial features. Hearing these things, his interest was naturally aroused.

"Brown skin, bald head, pointed ears and horns, fangs in the mouth, red eyes, um..."

Descriptions came out of Tianluozi's mouth one by one, and everyone could understand every feature, but they just couldn't put together the picture. As Tianluozi spoke, he covered his mouth with a fist, his expression gradually fell into deep thought, and he stopped describing, looking a little distressed.

"The most critical thing is that I can't find the words. Do we have anything here that can embody thoughts into images?"