Ai Hui couldn't move, and could only watch those ugly faces floating towards him, like rags.

The sword light of the ghost sword surrounding him was airtight, as if it was weaving a fine net of light. Strange screams came from all directions, and the sound of mud and water kept coming, making people feel irritated.

Ai Hui was anxious.

What kind of evil thing have you been hit?

He was hit without detecting any attacks. This was the first time he encountered it. The strong sense of paralysis made him almost lose any consciousness, but strangely, he did not fall into a coma.

Crack, half of the tongue hanging on his shoulder was gnawing on his shoulder.

This feeling is so strange!

The sound of clattering came clearly into his ears, and he felt no pain coming, and he pulled away like a bystander.

After a while, the numbness disappeared a little, and Ai Hui felt that he could control part of his body. He tried his best to twist his neck and look at his shoulders.

He was so happy that he saw it, all his nervousness disappeared.

The piece of tongue hanging on his shoulder was still chewing wildly, and his snow-white and sharp teeth were running at high speed, but his shoulders were as intact as before, without any scars.

Puff, another tongue bit Ai Hui's body.

Crack Crack Crack.

But no matter how it nibbled, he was unscathed.

Ai Hui completely let go of his heart and observed these ugly and hideous monsters with interest.

Suddenly, his body became numb again and he couldn't move again.

He was hit again.

Knowing that these monsters' faces could not hurt him, Ai Hui rested his heart and observed carefully. The Ghost Sword was in harmony with him and became slower, and more and more tongues bit Ai Hui.

If someone saw Ai Hui's appearance at this time, he would be shocked. He looked like black snakes were hanging all over his body. These black snakes were constantly twisting, which was extremely terrifying.

Although the scene seemed scary, Ai Hui was not hurt at all. Even the invisible and numb feeling seemed to have begun to adapt to it. The time for each paralysis was rapidly shrinking.

Later on, he could not even be completely paralyzed. As long as he felt his body numb, it would be as if he was hit by a small electric arc, and someone would attack him. The rapid increase in resistance made this invisible attack that could not be defended and became less threatening.

The edges of the swamp were filled with grassy faces. They could not leave the swamp and could only attack by sticking out their tongues at Ai Hui.

Ai Hui found it very interesting.

His hand was wiped on his body, and his tongue, which was chewing wildly, fell to the ground. As soon as his tongue fell to the ground, it twisted wildly and let out a shrill scream. Their bodies gradually turned into black fog and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Ai Hui stood not far outside the border of the swamp, teasing the crowded human faces.

After the crisis was lifted, Ai Hui felt that these grassy human faces did not seem so ugly and hideous. Seeing them screaming, but they were helpless to him, Ai Hui felt much more comfortable.

Even though he was teasing, Ai Hui was not bored, but was groping.

For example, he found that this invisible attack was a very unique consciousness fluctuation. It was very hidden. If he had not encountered it, it would be easy to get hit. But if he had experience, it was not difficult to capture this fluctuation. Moreover, he was surprised to find that this kind of attack fluctuation in the faces of the grass actually had a magical tempering effect on the soul. This is why the numbness dissipated faster and faster as time went by, and after he fully adapted, this fluctuation would no longer have any effect on him.

For example, there is a time limit for the release of such attacks by human faces in the grass. Ai Hui summarized that it takes about four to six hours to release an attack.

For example, in addition to releasing fluctuations, the most powerful attack method for human faces in grass was to stick out his tongue. Ai Hui later felt that the attack method of human faces in grass was so simple, and he was really sorry for his fierce and terrifying appearance.

Of course, Ai Hui's biggest discovery was himself. His soul was very strong, which is why the tongue of the grass human face could not cause any harm to him. He was like a hard rock, and the grass human face had nowhere to mouth.

The battle between soul consciousness is very different from the battle in reality. Condensing a strong soul is a comprehensive crush on the weak soul.

Ai Hui is now a little grateful to Chi Tong. Only in such a magical place can he have so much experience.

It is related to consciousness and souls, and they are very obscure and difficult to understand. Because the souls are within the body, they can be felt but cannot be seen. People can only speculate and understand them through their subjective feelings, which is naturally difficult to describe. Many feelings are difficult to describe in words, and different people's feelings will also be different. When they pass on their own records of their own experiences, they will easily be confused when they understand them.

This is why, since ancient times, cultivating soul consciousness has been an extremely difficult path, and it is also a path for few practitioners. Ai Hui’s previous practice of sword fetus was extremely difficult and bumpy, which is also the reason.

However, in this strange world, Ai Hui can observe the soul consciousness in the most intuitive way.

For Ai Hui, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Ai Hui's heart, which was still a little restless, became calm. He was not in a hurry to leave here, but began to explore more. What's even more amazing is that he also had the method of practicing the [Dead Demon Thought] that Chi Tong left behind, and there was no place more suitable for him to comprehend the [Dead Demon Thought] than this.

[Death Demon Thought] brings together the essence of Chi Tong’s life and is a truly hard-working masterpiece.

Since ancient times, how many people have dared to challenge and solve the mystery of life and death? This is the destination of the fate of all living beings, and it is also the shackles that cannot be broken free from. It is one of the most fundamental laws in the world. With this ambition and courage alone, Chi Tong deserves to be amazed and respected.

Ai Hui used the [Dead Demon Thought] from Chi Tong to get the [Dead Demon Thought] but after reading it, he was shocked by its profoundness, so he didn't think much about practicing the [Dead Demon Thought].

On the one hand, Ai Hui felt that the [Death Demon Thought] was too profound, and he was afraid that it would take a lifetime to find the way. The sword body he practiced had finally had a little more climate, so he didn't want to change his course.

On the other hand, he was also worried about the trap left by Chi Tong inside. A cunning person like Chi Tong would definitely keep his hands at any time. If he was accidentally taken into the ditch, he would die with peace of mind.

However, when Ai Hui discovered the magic of this place, he changed his mind and began to read the [Death Demon Thought] left by Chi Tong.

He still did not have the idea of ​​practicing the [Death Demon Thought], but thought that the jade from another mountain could attack stones. [Death Demon Thought] condensed Chi Tong's understanding of the soul consciousness. It is undoubtedly a heavenly book for Ai Hui, and it is obscure and difficult to explain. However, here, those difficult-to-described things can be clearly presented.

For example, the invisible fluctuations released by human faces in the grass are recorded in the [Death Demon Thought], called [Evil Thoughts]. Rumors [Evil Thoughts] are often seen in evil ghosts in hell. A powerful person will have the soul scattered with one blow. If it is weak, it will have the effect of tempering the soul.

Ai Hui didn't know who had been to hell, and could know what evil ghosts had [evil thoughts]. What he could be sure of was that where he was in was definitely not hell.

[Death Demon Thought] Some statements are too mysterious, and Ai Hui did not study them carefully. Even so, he has gained a lot and his understanding of soul consciousness is getting more and more diligent.

The number of his ghost swords also increased from thirty-two to seventy-two, which also greatly increased his confidence.

Ai Hui decided to leave the human face swamp and continue to move forward.

He walked on the swamp, and his body was emitting a faint fluctuation. He was imitating the [evil thoughts]. The fog and grassy faces along the way seemed to have not seen them, floating around him.

The swamp was bigger than he thought, and he walked for a long time before he crossed the swamp.

Leave the swamp and step onto the ground.

He turned around and looked at the swamp of the human face behind him, and a trace of haze flashed in his eyes.

I don’t know how the human face swamp is formed, but whether it is the fog on the swamp or the human faces in the grass, in the words of Red Pupil, it is formed by entanglement of resentful souls. Especially the human faces in the grass, which are the monsters that are finally formed by biting and converging between resentful souls.

I don’t know what tragic things happened here before, but there are so many resentful souls.

Unfortunately, I'm not strong enough...

Ai Hui looked down at his palm, and the arc of his fingertips was flashing and jumping. He clenched his fist suddenly, and the arc of his electric splashed and dissipated.

When you are strong enough, you must erase this swamp.

He raised his head, took a step forward.

The seventy-two ghost swords floating around were floating, like a group of flexible fish, following Ai Hui, which was quite spectacular.

As Ai Hui continued to move forward, the surrounding scenery began to change. He seemed to have entered the Gobi Desert. Looking around, there was no grass growing, only rocks, sand and gravel, extremely desolate.

Ai Hui was a little surprised. Did he be on the edge of this world again?

The place where he woke up was also extremely desolate and barren. He guessed that it was the edge of the world. Then he saw the grassland and various plants, although Ai Hui suspected that they could be called plants.

But he quickly denied his guess.

There is a difference between the desolation at your feet and the desolation at the edge of the world.

The desolation at the edge of the world is lifeless, but despite the desolation here, Ai Hui can feel the existence of life. [Death Demon Thought] talks about life and death. Now Ai Hui is extremely sensitive to the breath of "life".

He felt several rays of "life" breath. Although it was very weak and could not give him more information, it was enough to make him understand that this place was far from desolate as he saw with his naked eyes.

Suddenly, Ai Hui raised his head.

Snowflakes floated in the sky, and he stretched out his palm, and the snowflakes fell into his palm. The snowflakes as big as goose feathers were all blood-red, bright and dripping, like the feathers dropped by flamingos. It gradually penetrated into Ai Hui's skin, and slightly warmly spread into his limbs and bones.

The sky and the sun are covered, and the world becomes blood-red, as if the heaven and earth are stained with blood, and there is murderous intent everywhere.

The snow here... is much heavier!
Chapter completed!