God level hypnotist

Meng Heng glanced at Meng Ren, then shifted his gaze to the saint's face, chuckled softly, and said, "How about admitting it? So what if you don't admit it?"

"If you are willing to admit it, it proves that you have been infiltrated by evil spirits and confused your mind, and there is still salvation." The saint said coldly: "If you don't admit it, then you are stubborn and do evil intentionally. In this way, even a god Down to earth, I can't save you."

"Oh, so that's the case." Meng Heng nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be so merciful that he gave the grassroots a way out." He said with a half-smile, "I just wonder how Your Majesty plans to save the grassroots?"

The saint became more and more impatient with Meng Heng's low-browed and slightly smiling appearance, and said in an unfriendly tone: "You are a good-natured person, and Yuanmiao Daoist has pity on you, and is willing to set up a magic formation for you to remove the hostility and evil spirits in your body. I advise you to admit it better, there is still a way to survive."

Hearing this, Meng Heng couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling: "Admit it, why not? What this...Master Meng said, nine out of ten, it's still true."

"But..."

With his hands behind his back, he walked step by step to the old Taoist in front of the steps, not caring about the increasingly gloomy expression on the saint's face, he looked at the old Taoist up and down, and after a long time he smiled and said, "There's no need to save me, after all this... I have experienced Yuan Miao's methods before."

"This point, presumably the real person will not deny it."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes for a moment, but regained his composure in a moment, looked at Meng Heng with a smile, and did not answer.

The sage's eyes swept between the two of them, his heart was full of suspicion, but his unhappiness was getting worse.

If he had known that Meng Heng was so difficult to deal with, he should have used formations to capture him as soon as he came in, without spending so much talking.

What's more, there are forbidden troops on the left and right in Qianyuan Hall, whether he is a human or a monster, he will never want to escape.

Thinking of this, the sage stopped talking nonsense, and just secretly looked at the old Taoist, and made a gesture quietly.

The old Taoist understood immediately, opened his eyes wide suddenly, put away his peaceful face, and yelled at Meng Heng: "Bold evildoer, you are in front of me, how can you let your nonsense talk!"

"I have never met you, and I have never fought against the law. Where did you learn the old-fashioned methods?!"

"It seems that you are indeed a monster and cunning. When you are about to die, you still want to confuse people with monster words and struggle."

The old Taoist backed away while speaking, the place where the man had already retreated when he spoke, was just shrouded by the palace lantern in the palace, and his Taoist robe was dazzlingly white.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes subconsciously, but when he opened them again, the scene in front of him had completely changed.

The main hall, which was originally full of shadows, was suddenly lit up everywhere, illuminating every corner of the main hall.

It is resplendent and resplendent, but it has already been lined up with murderous intentions in ambush.

Under the main hall, there are two rows of imperial guards, all of them are wearing strong and sharp swords, pointing their swords at Meng Heng. Outside the imperial guards, there are a group of Taoist priests, sitting around the ground in twos and threes, strewn all over the ground, forming a formation of their own.

Holding a sword in his hand, his body is surrounded by evil spirits.

The Taoist priests were surrounded by a few bells and copper stoves, with a few bunches of high incense sticking on them, enclosing Meng Heng, the Taoist priests and the imperial guards in the middle.

"Meng Heng, today I'm going to do something to accept you, an evildoer!" The old man shouted loudly, and with a finger of sword energy in his hand, he saw a scorching fire ignited from the bell, cauldron, and copper furnace. Smoky.

But not choking.

Standing on the periphery, Meng Ren watched helplessly as the flames burst into flames, engulfing Meng Heng's figure in an instant. He couldn't help being startled, and turned his head to look at the saint on the throne.

The sage didn't seem surprised when he saw such a huge fire, he stared at the raging fire motionlessly, his eyes as dark as night flashed an unfathomable light.

"Your Majesty..." Meng Ren couldn't help trembling.

The saint turned a deaf ear to it, and even gave Meng Ren a lazy look, staring at the raging fire with a sinking face.

The three-flavored real fire placed by the Taoist priest will not hurt people or things, but it can make the evildoer show its original shape, burning to death!

To capture Meng Heng, only success is allowed, not failure.Setting up formations to cast spells and expel evil spirits are all just excuses.

There is only one purpose, and that is to earn Meng Heng into the palace, and then get rid of it and make it fast!

As for Meng Ren...

The saint sighed coolly in his heart, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his thin and hard lips.

Since ancient times, when the ruler wanted his ministers to die, the ministers had to die.

When Meng Renken testified against Meng Heng, it was right that he made up for his mistakes, and then he was given the title of marquis, which was considered as his devotion to the country.

Meng Heng glanced at the surrounding fire, not frightened, but only smiled inwardly.

The raging fire only surrounded himself, the forbidden army, and all the "Taoist priests" who were full of evil spirits, blocking the saint's sight, and the intentions were evident.

He laughed softly, walked up to the old Taoist, and said calmly: "Since you have arranged this place as a killing field for you and me, why bother to pretend, even if you show your real body at this moment, everyone outside will You won't notice it in the slightest."

The old Taoist frowned, his gentle and calm brows were torn apart like a mask, revealing an extremely sinister face.

That's right, it's true that the monstrous flames can force out Meng Heng's prototype, but it's true that it blocks the saint's vision.

In the end, he didn't care at all whether the fire could force Meng Heng's prototype out. Anyway, in the eyes of the saints, in the eyes of Meng Ren, he would always let them see that "Meng Heng was forced to be helpless, The scene of the monster, murderous and bloodthirsty".

Then he, Daoist Yuan Miao, will act on behalf of the heavens, subdue Meng Heng's evildoer and give him to death.

However, there are still other people in the fire at this moment, so he had to endure it as hard as possible, not to be provoked by Meng Heng, but instead sternly reprimanded: "Meng Heng is evil, stop talking nonsense!"

Then he turned his head and said to the imperial guards who were waiting in formation: "This evildoer is used to deceiving people with his words, all generals must not believe his words lightly, he has fooled his mind!"

"This monster is clever. One can steal people's minds with eyes, and the other can confuse people with words. Please remember, all generals, that you must never look directly into Meng Heng's eyes, otherwise you will be disrecognized and unconscious in an instant. The old way can't save you!"

After speaking, he waved his sword energy, pointed directly at the sky, and shouted sharply: "All generals charge forward, and capture Meng Heng's evildoer in one fell swoop!"

As soon as the words fell, all the imperial guards' swords and swords turned sideways, approaching Meng Heng step by step in a siege.

At the same time, the old Taoist backed away quietly, hiding outside the imperial army, with an unmistakable smug expression on his face.

He has already figured out the details of Meng Heng's ability. He has a strong demon pressure, which is shocking and frightening to monsters, but it is useless to humans.

As long as these imperial guards are kept in front of them as a human wall, and pay attention to avoiding Meng Heng's distracting eyes, everything will be safe.

When the Imperial Army tied up Meng Heng and brought him in front of him, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could destroy Meng Heng completely without a place to bury him!

The old man, that is, Hongyu, saw Meng Heng surrounded by swords and unable to fly, he felt extremely happy.

In no time, she could slit Meng Heng's throat!

The smile on the corner of her mouth could not help but gradually widened, and she was immersed in complacency, but she didn't realize that the expressions on the faces of the Taoist priests behind her were gradually occupied by panic.

It was an almost suffocating panic.

The author has something to say: Well, in this chapter, Emperor Mengren Hongyu, three people have three thoughts, they use each other to deceive each other, but the most poisonous thing is the emperor's heart ＿(:зゝ∠)＿