God level hypnotist

The sage sitting on the throne and Meng Ren nervously watching the formation were both so shocked by the scene that they couldn't speak a word.

The fire was flickering and flickering back and forth, and the misty black smoke gradually dissipated. Although it was not completely extinguished, it was different from the monstrous flames just now, and the scene happening inside could be clearly seen through the flames.

This look is stunned, unbelievable.

I saw that the white-bearded and white-browed Daoist Yuan Miao seemed to be a completely different person. His peaceful and indifferent face disappeared, and was replaced by a ferocious and vicious expression. His hair, face, body, and even They were all covered with blood, and a strong smell of blood came from the formation.

Is that Meng Heng's blood?

The eyes of the two were busy wandering in the formation for a while, but they saw an unexpected picture.

Meng Heng was standing at the side unscathed, with his hands behind his back, in stark contrast to the embarrassment of the Taoist priest, Meng Heng looked particularly calm.

Then look at the forbidden army who was supposed to go forward to capture Meng Heng, but at this moment, all their swords and swords fell, and they stood on the spot, motionless like a group of puppets.

Meng Heng was simply rampant!

The saint couldn't help being furious, but the next second, when his eyes fell, he froze in place as if he had been poured with a basin of cold water.

The Taoist priest's hand turned into the claws of a beast, digging towards the heart of a path!

Blood gushed out immediately, staining Taoist priest's robe red, but he didn't give up, grabbed Xiaodao's neck fiercely and bit it off.

Xiaodao fell silent in an instant, and was thrown on the ground by the Taoist priest, discarded like a shoe.

"Kill! I'm going to kill you!" A hoarse roar shouted from his throat, and his eyes were already red.

He grabbed Xiaodao casually again, and his sharp claws pierced into his heart without hesitation, and a bloody hole was dug out in front of Xiaodao's chest.

There are dead bodies on the ground.

But this didn't make her sober, on the contrary, it stimulated the murderous thoughts in her heart.

Yufushang...there are shadows of Yufushang everywhere!

This bitch!

In a blink of an eye, the person in front of him changed again. He was tall and slender, with black hair tied on top, his expression was indifferent, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's Meng Heng!

This damn mother and son!

Once again, she channeled enough mana in her whole body, and without hesitation, she went to Meng Heng's heart and lungs.

Another trail fell to the ground.

But she didn't realize it, her heart was completely occupied by the pleasure of killing and the hatred for Yu Fushang and Meng Heng.

As long as the sharp claws are aimed at the hearts of the two of them again, the two of them can completely disappear in front of her!

Meng Heng stood aside, watching Hongyu's every move with cold eyes.

Created by the inner demon, the image of the illusion, the illusion formed by the flame has magnified Hongyu's inner demon countless times, and finally bound herself in it.

The fire drawn by the red jade is different from the fire that burns naturally. It already contains a lot of spiritual power. It can be swallowed back and forth according to the fox's mind. It can also cover up the truth and create a false picture to confuse the eyes and ears of saints.

It is exactly the same as the illusion created by Xuan Yulang.

Taking the fears and nightmares in people's hearts as bait, it presents the things people don't want to see the most in the picture.

How similar is this to hypnosis.

The fear buried deep in the subconscious is the easiest thing to dig out and control.

People are afraid of the pain of fire, so the forbidden army will be besieged and tortured by the spiritual fire that can't hurt people at all.

As for what Hongyu is afraid of, he has seen the clues in several confrontations with her.

It was a huge net woven by negative emotions such as jealousy, unwillingness, and obsession, which became a huge shadow in her heart, which could be broken with a single poke.

She wanted to force Meng Heng to show his original shape, but in the end she only forced herself to show her original shape.

Hongyu finally put all the trails to death. She seemed to have finally discovered Meng Heng's existence, and turned her head suddenly, staring at him firmly.

"Go to hell!" She yelled sharply, and then rushed over like a beast.

Meng Heng squinted his eyes, glanced at the sage outside the formation with a surprised and angry expression without any trace, smiled lowly, did not resist, and only stepped back, making Hongyu jump into the air.

Hongyu's expression became even crazier, she grabbed the neck of a forbidden soldier standing behind Meng Heng, and was about to gnaw on it.

"Stop it!" The saint on the seat finally couldn't help shouting, but as soon as he finished speaking, the old man turned his head and stared at him with those red eyes that were as red as poisonous juice.

It seemed as if it would pounce on him the next moment.

The saint couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, his face became stiff, and he couldn't help shouting at the imperial army in a panic: "What are you bastards still doing in a daze! Quickly arrest this monster!"

However, these imperial guards didn't respond, they were still under the effect of Meng Heng's hypnosis, and they still haven't woken up.

However, Hongyu has been irritated, she is still immersed in the illusion, the figures are all ghosts, and the voices of people are all the voices that hinder her, shouting in her mind non-stop.

"Meng Heng, I'm going to kill you! You all go to die!" She put down the forbidden army, stepped over the flames, and rushed up the white marble steps like crazy, strangling the saint's throat in an instant, the fox The monster's sharp nails barely scratched that fragile neck, leaving a bloodstain!

"You!" The saint was strangled by the neck, his face was flushed purple, his usual majesty of the emperor had disappeared, his hands trembling against the strange sharp claws, and his eyes looked at the ferocious old Taoist in horror.

This was the first time he felt that his life was hanging by a thread.

"Save me..." He squeezed out these two words from his teeth.

Hongyu completely lost her senses, no longer hesitated, and raised her claws to dig out the saint's heart.

The nails scratched the bright yellow robe and sank into the skin, but they were blocked by resistance and couldn't advance an inch.

Hongyu frowned subconsciously, and looked up viciously.

But someone grabbed her arm and blocked her movement.

This person has an incomparably handsome face, thin lips tightly pursed, and a faint sense of familiarity between his brows.

As if like a person... like who?

Hongyu couldn't help being stunned, and the strength in her hand loosened.

Meng Heng was keenly aware of this opportunity, and with enough spiritual power, he pulled out Hongyu's sharp claws neatly, and clamped them firmly.

The sage snorted, his face turned pale for a while, and bead-sized beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.Without the restraint from the strength of the red jade claws, he fell back on the chair in embarrassment, watching this scene in disbelief.

The old Taoist came to kill him, but Meng Heng saved him...

Meng Heng seemed to have sensed something, turned his head to look at the saint, and sneered: "Your Majesty, even if you want to arrest me, you should send a Taoist priest who truly eliminates evil and promotes good. Look at this so-called Daoist Yuanmiao. What color is it!"

"Yuan Miao Daoist" was shackled by Meng Heng with a sharp claw, but he still didn't give up, struggling more and more fiercely, and the other claw with a strong smell of blood suddenly grabbed the saint's chest.

The saint was already trembling with fright, unable to speak, and fell from the chair to the ground in a state of embarrassment, the hem of his robe being ravaged beyond recognition.

"Meng, Meng...Meng Heng, save me!" The saint cried out in a trembling voice, with a faint choking sound in his mouth: "I will give you whatever you want! As long as you can save me, high-ranking officials will be rich in salary, gold and silver." Jewelry, I can give you all!"

"It's already at this time, and His Majesty still only thinks about his own life?" Meng Heng laughed lightly, the clearer the better the laughter, but it was mixed with undisguised sarcasm, which made people feel uncomfortable all over. cold.

"Your Majesty doesn't really care. Where does this old man come from? What is the purpose of approaching His Majesty? How many people's hearts and lungs have been taken out before this, and how many people's blood have been eaten?!"

His questioning voice became louder and louder, and finally it turned into awe-inspiring question, hitting the saint's heart heavily.But the sage only muttered a few words and didn't answer.

Meng Heng turned his head slightly, glanced at the man with pale eyes, and frowned.

The spirit stone in his sleeve was running secretly, releasing a powerful demon pressure in an instant, and it was rushing towards Hongyu.

The shape of the ruby ​​changes immediately visible to the naked eye.In the face of the powerful demon pressure, coupled with the nearly collapsed mind, the old-fashioned disguise could no longer be maintained, and the childlike crane hair peeled off layer by layer.

A huge, brown-red fox suddenly appeared on the spot, replacing the old man.The fox had green eyes, sharp mouth and sharp teeth. With a roar in its throat, the saint trembled again, and took a few steps back.

The author has something to say: Hongyu and Huang Sang abused each other...

In view of the fact that Xiao Gong failed to appear in this chapter, and the author failed to drive in the car, the author consciously made a notice: Xiao Gong will appear in the next chapter, and there will be more scenes, trust me! ! !