"Junior Brother Song!" Lu Chaoyang was shocked.

He ignored Zou Shijie, turned around, rushed towards Song Lin, and supported him.

There was violent power surging in Song Lin's body, and Lu Chaoyang felt that his palms were numb from the shock.

Just touching his body gave him such tyrannical power.

Lu Chaoyang felt sad.

Junior Brother Song didn't have such a strong cultivation level, and he would never be able to do this at ordinary times. He couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Obsessed!"

The other three people had already surrounded Zou Shijie and suppressed his restlessness.

After Zou Shijie spurted out a mouthful of blood, he began to convulse, as if he was having an epilepsy. Violent power surged through his body, and the three of them could not hold it down.

"This is also an obsession!"

"Senior Brother Lu, what should we do?"

"Quickly, destroy their martial arts skills!"

"this……"

"Quick!" Lu Chaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "If your martial arts is gone, you can practice again. It's better than losing your life!"

"Alas -" everyone sighed.

They think about it and think that this is the truth. If your martial arts is gone, you have to practice again, but if your life is gone, you can't do it again.

Thinking of this, the three of them wanted to take action.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The two of them spurted out an arrow of blood at the same time, and their bodies suddenly collapsed as if their bones had been removed and turned into a puddle of mud.

The violent power in his body suddenly disappeared, and his body was instantly as cold as ice.

At the same time, the spurted blood arrows condensed ice stubble in the air, and when they fell to the ground, they crackled and shattered into red crystals on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

This is the worst case scenario.

Their minds in the Huangquan Valley are violent and extremely cold. They open a restaurant and work as chefs so that they can get more exposure to the atmosphere of fireworks.

The breath of fireworks can calm the coldness of the mind, thereby calming the backlash of Huangquangu's mental method.

The situation of these two people is the most typical case of obsession.

Most of the disciples of Huangquan Valley became obsessed with it, and they all behaved like this. Their mental methods backfired, and their bodies instantly fell into the ice cellar.

"Trouble!"

The four people pressed on their vests to pass through the strong energy, and at the same time took out the elixir, hoping to save their lives.

But seeing such an abnormal situation, they actually felt desperate.

In all likelihood, there is no way to save this situation.

The Eighteen Levels of Suppressing the Heavenly Mind Technique is used to suppress one heaven after another. The further you go down, the harder it becomes, and the backlash becomes stronger.

Once there is a backlash, it is almost impossible to save.

However, it is indeed rare for someone to be backlashed by a Grand Master. It can only be attributed to the rebirth of inner demons, thus triggering riots.

Why did inner demons reappear? It was because of stubbornness and paranoia that they got into trouble. This was the case for both of them.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

"Take the elixir." Lu Chaoyang said solemnly.

Even though we knew there was nothing we could do to save him, we couldn't just watch him. We still had to do our best to treat him.

One is a great master and the other is a prodigy with a promising future, but they both go crazy at the same time. This is simply an anomaly.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky and felt that there was an invisible giant hand moving everything.

"It's useless, I can't take the elixir anymore."

"……forget it."

"Let them go quietly, don't bother."

They have given up.

In this moment, Song Lin and Zou Shijie had lost their breath, and the illness was overwhelming them, as was the backlash from the eighteenth level of their prison.

Once it goes too far, the backlash can be earth-shattering, destroying life in the blink of an eye.

"well--!"

All four of them looked gloomy and felt depressed.

Lu Chaoyang's face looked uncertain.

He was asking himself a question: If they were not put under house arrest and stopped, would they still go crazy?

The answer is no.

When they become obsessed, they must be depressed and depressed, which leads to the birth of inner demons. If they were not so aggrieved, they would not become obsessed.

If we don't put them under house arrest, why don't we just let them do whatever they want?

They will not live long. How can Fakong let them go?

So this is a dead end.

"Senior Brother Lu..." A middle-aged man with a round face said in a deep voice: "Don't think too much, we are all like this and still can't stop it. I can only say that this is what their fate is."

"well--!"

"This is how life should be, this is how life should be!"

Everyone was emotional.

With so many people staring at them, they couldn't stop them. I originally thought that with me around, the two of them wouldn't have the chance to sit down and practice.

But I never thought that they would start to enter a calm state to perform their exercises while standing, which was simply inexplicable and unexpected.

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch and will never leave anyone alive until the fifth watch.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Oh," Lu Chaoyang woke up, looked at the two corpses seriously, and sighed: "Let's bury them properly."

"Senior Brother Lu, be more open-minded." The round-faced middle-aged man advised: "Don't be as hard-thinking as Junior Brother Song."

"Yeah." Lu Chaoyang nodded.

He looked up at the sky.

Suddenly I felt a little more in awe of fate.

Not all fates can be changed. Some lives and deaths are indeed difficult to change.

Lu Chaoyang said in a deep voice: "What's going on over there, Junior Brother Lu?"

"It's good." The round-faced middle-aged man said with a smile: "He has become more honest now and no longer acts randomly."

"I hope so." Lu Chaoyang felt heavy.

If one Junior Brother Song dies, and another Junior Brother Lu dies, the losses to Huangquan Valley will be great.

——

Fakong is practicing boxing in the yard.

The fist was shrouded in a faint golden light, and the golden light separated an inch from the skin, as if wearing a golden glove.

Lin Feiyang suddenly appeared in a flash.

He had a smile on his face and was about to report to Fa Kong when he found Fa Kong's fist coming towards him.

His hair stood up in a "swish", and his body appeared faster than his thoughts in a flash at the other end of the yard.

He looked at Fakong's fist in surprise.

Fakong smiled and said: "Let's try one move to test its power."

"Abbott, forget it." Lin Feiyang waved his hands hurriedly: "My intuition tells me not to take your punch."

"I don't have to use any force." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang still refused.

Fakong said: "Don't worry, you won't die. Try its power. I just figured it out."

He had been studying the Blood Spirit Sword for a while, finally understood its secrets, and then moved its essence into his body.

I spent a lot of brain power to simulate the effect of the Blood Spirit Sword in my body, and achieved this effect by adjusting the movement route bit by bit.
To be continued...