Invincibility Starts From Absorbing Emotions

Yang Wen rubbed his eyes suspiciously, and found that he actually appeared on the top of a high mountain.

Then he found that not far from him, there stood a handsome young man, it was Liu Jiang.

"What's going on? Could it be a dream?" Yang Wen was a little stunned.

However, when he saw Liu Jiang, he remembered being beaten into a pig's head today, and his mood immediately changed quite badly.

Turn around and leave.

Even in a dream, he didn't want to face Liu Jiang head-on. Today, he was already scared by Liu Jiang's beating.

"Damn, I must make you pay."

"If I don't kill you, I won't be called Yang Wen."

"The resentment from Yang Wen+1420, +...killing intent+1430, +..."

Liu Jiang was stunned for a moment. Can the emotional power obtained in the dream be collected?

Looking at the treasure tree in the void, the fruit on the tree grew a little bigger.

Really can.

Liu Jiang's eyes lit up, he knew the correct way to use the dream fruit.

Liu Jiang Hei Tie Jiu Xing's mana burst out with all his strength, running the dragon body technique, and soon caught up with Yang Wen.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Wen looked at Liu Jiang's body with the spiritual power of the black iron nine stars, his pupils contracted slightly, and he shouted sternly.

The cultivation of the black iron nine stars on Liu Jiang's body gave him a lot of pressure.

Liu Jiang showed a kind smile, "Let's learn from you."

After speaking, he turned into a shadow, stepped forward in an instant, and a slap in the face sent Yang Wenfan around.

Teeth are blown away.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Yang Wen looked terrified and conceded defeat again and again.

Is this fucking sparring?

The Liu Jiang in the dream, but Hei Tie Jiu Xing's cultivation base, the dragon body technique is also at the level of Dzogchen.

Much stronger than him.

are not on the same level.

This is not a discussion at all, but a unilateral beating.

Although the pain is not particularly clear in the dream, the feeling of being beaten and humiliated always haunts my mind.

It's more uncomfortable and desperate than pain.

"Remorse from Yang Wen +3210, killing intent +3420."

"If you say admit defeat, then admit defeat, don't I have a lot of shame." Liu Jiang smiled and said irritating words, stimulating the explosion of emotional power.

After finishing speaking, flash forward.

Snapped……

Another slap in the face.

Yang Wenfan flew out obliquely.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Wen got up and said in a panic.

It's a wave of resentment and killing intent, emotional power, and fear.

Liu Jiang jumped up again and said, "Of course it's a discussion."

After speaking, Yang Wen was fanned to fly again.

Once again, more than three thousand killing intent and resentment were absorbed.

Liu Jiang pretended to be unbelievable and roared: "You actually... You actually attacked my hand with your face."

Yang Wen was about to go crazy and roared, "I didn't."

With a look of anger, Liu Jiang pounced on him, raised his hand and slapped: "You actually attacked me."

Another slap: "I don't talk about martial arts."

Another slap: "Is this okay?"

Another slap: "This is not good."

In the dream, Liu Jiang's strength was extremely heavy, and he hit with all his strength.

With a few slaps, Yang Wen's face was completely swollen into a pig's head.

Moreover, every slap contributed about 3,000 killing intent and resentment to Liu Jiang.

"Your mother's face is so thick, my hand hurts when you hit me." Liu Jiang grinned and slapped his hands.

"Remorse from Yang Wen +2980, killing intent +2980."

Yang Wen's face was already purple.

Hit people not face.

Liu Jiang kept hitting him in the face, the key words,

It can simply drive people crazy.

He's already going crazy.

When he thought that he was dreaming, he became even more angry.

In his dream, could others bully him?

Thinking about it carefully, I was really bullied.

If I can't beat others, I'm also very desperate in my dreams.

At the very least, you have to scold it back.

He raised his hips, pulled his stomach, held his breath, and roared loudly: "Liu Jiang, I'm fucking your mother!"

After scolding, he gritted his teeth and slapped himself on the forehead, killing himself.

"Remorse from Yang Wen +2850, killing intent +2430!"

Actually committed suicide.

Liu Jiang was a little stunned, exited the dream, drank a few sips of herbal tea, Liu Jiang continued to choose the light spot, thought for a while, and chose Yang Wen again.

"call……"

On the bed, Yang Wen suddenly sat up straight, gasping for breath.

Fortunately, I woke up from the dream, it was really terrible just now.

"Brother, you're awake..." Yang Bao ran over with a tired face.

"Yeah!" Yang Wen nodded, still having lingering fears on his face.

The dream just now was still revolving in his mind, extremely real and extremely clear.

"Damn it, is it because Liu Jiang injured his brain today, leaving a shadow, or else in the middle of the day, why do you start to have such terrifying nightmares for no reason?"

"But, it's really cool to scold at the end." Yang Wen showed a smug smile.

But suddenly, heavy drowsiness struck again.

The next moment, Yang Wen was shocked to find that he actually appeared on an endless prairie.

Liu Jiang stood in front of him and smiled at him.

shit...

What the hell is going on...

Yang Wen felt that he was going crazy.

Can you still dream of one person in a row?

Damn Liu Jiang, has it left a shadow on him?

"Remorse from Yang Wen +2650, killing intent +2650."

Liu Jiang looked at the strong emotional power absorbed by Baoshu, expressed considerable satisfaction, and directly rewarded Yang Wen more than a dozen slaps in the face.

The emotional power of the fight is mad.

However, at the back, the resentment and killing intent were much less, and only the fear kept soaring.

clap clap clap...

Keep hitting.

After collecting more than 20,000 powers of three emotions, Yang Wen was directly beaten to death.

what……

Yang Wenmeng sat up straight on the bed, he was going crazy, gasping for breath.

Being slapped to death by hundreds of slaps is so desperate.

But suddenly, he found that the dignified drowsiness struck again.

"Ah... no, don't sleep."

Yang Wen was extremely frightened, and even fanned his face, but he fell into a deep sleep quickly.

"what……"

On the endless Gobi Desert, Yang Wen looked at Liu Jiang in front of him and cried out like a marmot.

He felt like his whole body was about to burst.

"Remorse from Yang Wen +240, killing intent +210, fear +1820."

Liu Jiang smiled slightly, and he decided to practice his pyrotechnics.

As soon as his mind moved, a fiery fireball the size of a fist appeared in the palm of his hand.

Liu Jiang threw it directly to Yang Wen.

Yang Wen's eyes widened instantly.

It was actually the Great Perfection Pyroblast.

"Do not!"

In the next instant, Yang Wen was directly burned to ashes.

"Fear from Yang Wen +1950, +..."

Turned to ashes?

Liu Jiang stared at the mass of ashes on the ground in amazement, and stayed for a while.

Dacheng's pyrotechnics are really powerful, and he can instantly kill a black iron and seven black warrior.

And it is directly burned to ashes.

Powerful.

In this way, Liu Jiang pulled Yang Wen into a dream again and again.

First practice pyrotechnics, and then practice lightning strikes.

A dream fruit, two hours passed quickly.

Go on to the second, the third...the fifth.

Ten hours later...

Having practiced the Pyroblast technique hundreds of times, and the Thunderbolt technique hundreds of times, Liu Jiang felt that his actual combat experience was quite sufficient.

Also, the mentality has changed a bit.

After all, more than a thousand people were killed.

Look at the treasure tree.

Liu Jiang was hot in his heart.

The fruit of the dream is more powerful than he expected.

The five dream fruits allowed him to collect a full 860,000 points of fear, and the soul-controlling fruit needed 8,621,320 points of fear to mature.

In addition, there are 270,000 points of resentment and 260,000 points of killing intent.

It can be said that the harvest is full.

What Liu Jiang didn't expect was that, after using up 27 Epiphany Fruits in a row, the technique of attracting lightning had not yet started.

And he clearly felt that he still needed 73 Epiphany Fruits to get started.

That is to say, it is terrifying to have a hundred Epiphany Fruits just to get started.

It seems that Earth-level spells are more than a hundred times more difficult to comprehend than human-level spells, which is really not to say.

...

Yang Wen was lying on the bed dumbfounded, his face was haggard, his eyes were dull, and there was no expression in his eyes. In his eyes, there was a strong sense of fear that could not be dissolved.

He was burned alive hundreds of times, beheaded hundreds of times, and committed suicide hundreds of times.

Although it was a dream, the feeling of death was incomparably clear and very real.

He has completely collapsed.

Completely closed off.

He was in a trance and had deep doubts about life.

"Brother, are you alright? The doctor said that you are just overworked. You will be fine after a period of rest."

Yang Bao said with concern.

Yang Wen glanced at Yang Bao blankly, but didn't say anything.

His face was as pale as paper, and his expression was in a trance.

When Yang Bao saw that Liu Jiang had harmed his brother like this, he couldn't help his anger, and his killing intent rose, and he said carefully: "Brother, I took out the bone erosion powder. When will I find a chance to kill Liu Jiang?"

"Kill Liu Jiang?" Hearing the word Liu Jiang, Yang Wen exploded like a cat whose tail was guessed, and roared, "Why do you want to kill Liu Jiang?"

His voice was so loud that his saliva sprayed Yang Bao all over his face, making Yang Bao petrified.

Yang Bao touched the saliva on his face and said weakly, "Brother, didn't you tell me to take out the rotten bones?"

Isn't the purpose of letting him take the bone erosion powder just to find an opportunity to kill Liu Jiang.

"I didn't say it, I didn't say it." Yang Wen shook his head like a madman, his face was terrified, like a lunatic.

"You clearly said it." Yang Bao said aggrieved.

"Ah, I didn't, I didn't." Yang Wen shook his head frantically, then jumped up and slapped Yang Bao's face, "It's all your fault, why are you messing with that beast, ah?"

The fear of being killed more than a thousand times exploded at once.

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Yang Bao repeatedly avoided him, feeling infinite grievances in his heart, and his tone was full of tears and pain.

"It's all your fault." Yang Wen kicked Yang Bao to the ground and stepped on it, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault..."

After a while, Yang Bao was beaten all over his body.

Yang Wen said nervously: "Tomorrow, we will apologize, and we will apologize."

"Ah..." Yang Bao couldn't believe it.

"Ah what, ah what?" After a few more kicks, the nightmare scene of being killed more than a thousand times came to mind.

Yang Wen shivered in shock.

In fact, sometimes the skin is really not that important.

Is it bad to live?

He was killed more than a thousand times successively. When he got to the back, when he saw Liu Jiang, he committed suicide and slapped his brain.

He was completely frightened, and he was almost insane.

Hearing the two words Liu Jiang, the tragic death methods that had appeared over a thousand times appeared in his mind.

That also has the courage to deal with Liu Jiang.