The power of the devil is as powerful as a mountain, and it is heavy on everyone's hearts.

Lord Tu Ling smiled coldly, and a colorful stream of light rushed out from the top of his head, rushed into the sky tens of thousands of feet high, and finally turned into a cloud platform suspended in the sky. Countless beautiful and indescribable scenery appeared and disappeared in the cloud platform. The wonderful sounds of nature came from the cloud platform, making everyone who heard it was intoxicated.

Ji Hao, whose soul void was filled with red whirlwind transformed into soul fragments, looked at him in horror, and saw 10% of the soldiers who had passed by in the chaotic Liangzhu battlefield suddenly flashing in his eyes.

The magic flames are waving, and the power of the world is the power of the world. The Lord Tu Ling is like a colorful sun floating in the sky, and the whole body emits a colorful demon light that cannot be seen. Countless alien warriors looked at him stiffly, their eyes flashing, and their souls were quickly eroded by his terrifying magic power. They became puppets of Lord Tu Ling in a very short time, and they couldn't help but roaring.

This battlefield is the best home court for the Lord Tu Ling. There are souls who die in battle everywhere, and the strong emotions and desires emitted by the warriors before they die. The fragments condensed by various negative emotions floated in the void, almost all of which condensed into substance.

Lord Tu Ling Zun turned into a huge furnace, countless souls of the dead drifted into his body, countless emotions and six desires turned into fuel and burned in his body, and countless fragments condensed by negative emotions burst out terrible power in his body.

"Bastard, what do you want to do?" A nobleman from Yu, who didn't know which colonial world, pointed at the Lord Tu Ling, shouted at the top of his lungs. The soldiers under his command were a group of burly men with gorgeous golden wings. Because of their closeness to Lord Tu Ling, more than 70% of the men were suddenly controlled by Lord Tu Ling to become puppets.

The nobleman of the Yu clan was shocked and angry. He pointed at the Lord Tu Ling and cursed, but his eyes were filled with unconcealed fear.

There were more than 100 million soldiers who came with him to invade Pangu's world, which was also the maximum force that the small colonial world he conquered could provide. He had not yet gained enough benefits from invading Pangu's world, and the soldiers under his command suddenly lost most of them. How could he not be angry, but how could he not be afraid of the power of the worldly demonic power of the Lord Tu Ling?

"Look at my eyes!" More and more negative emotions poured into the body of the Lord Tu Ling. His magic power was increasing rapidly. His divine thoughts enveloped the entire Liangzhu battlefield. Every move was controlled by him, and every person's slightest emotional change was controlled by him.

The terrified and angry thoughts of the nobles of the Yu clan quickly appeared by the Lord Tu Ling. Because of the fear, his mood had a flaw. Lord Tu Ling's magic power took advantage of the situation and instantly spread in his heart.

With just a blink of an eye, the angry nobleman of the Yu clan was completely reduced to the puppet of the Lord Tu Ling, just like the warriors under his command.

Facing the strongest man among the demons outside the realm, Tu Ling, you cannot be afraid, afraid, sad, angry, sad, happy, or wronged... Only a heart of Taoism that is as cold as a thousand years of icebergs, or with top-level treasure protection like Pangu Bell, can you not be invaded by his magic power.

Any thoughts of seven emotions and six desires will be invaded quietly like a shadow, invading the soul silently, turning into a terrible nightmare to control the entire soul, invading the entire soul, and eventually hunting it.

One after another, the Yu nobles who had various thoughts in their minds flashed in their eyes. Lord Tu Ling made the same choice as Ji Hao. More of the Yu nobles from the Panyu World were controlled by him, and only a small number of unlucky people came from the colonial world.

Suddenly, countless alien warriors controlled by the Lord Tu Ling turned around in an orderly manner and looked at Ji Hao from all directions.

The terrifying scene just now happened again. Countless warriors raised their weapons and stabbed them into their chests. Their bodies were so shriveled and withered. Their bodies exploded into sand and dust flying all over the sky, and only their bodies were full of essence, blood and souls left in the air.

"The Wrath of All Spirits!" Lord Tu Ling smiled strangely. He waved his hands, and a huge twisted magic power swept through the void. Countless suicides died. He was frightened before his death. The soul with countless extreme negative emotions remained in his soul melted away like rubber baked in high temperatures. Then countless melted souls wrapped all their essence and blood and quickly pieced together.

A huge blood cell was suspended in the air, and sharp cries and wails kept coming from the blood cell. This time, even people on the edge of the battlefield heard the clearly audible wails and roars in the blood cell.

The blood cell collapsed rapidly and contracted rapidly, and a strange and evil rune condensed into the palm of Tu Ling Lord.

Through hundreds of miles, Lord Tu Ling looked at Ji Hao with a smile.

Ji Hao's eyes opened in his eyebrows, and nine suns burned in his eyes. A sharp golden light spewed out more than a hundred miles away. Wherever he passed, all the alien warriors who encountered the golden light were instantly burned to ashes.

"You are not from the Yu clan." Ji Hao looked at Lord Tu Ling, endured the discomfort of the fullness of the soul in the void, and said in a low and powerful manner.

"I am the most devout servant of the noble Yu clan!" Lord Tu Ling looked at Ji Hao with a smile: "In order to kill the most dangerous enemy of the noble Yu clan, it is inevitable that you can use some excessive means."

Countless Yu nobles around him looked at each other in horror. The methods of Lord Tu Ling's Lord were horrifying. The hundreds of millions of warriors were completely victims of being played with in his hands. Who owns such a terrible "subordinates"? Everyone was afraid of Lord Tu Ling's heart, but they developed extremely greed for him.

According to the nature of the Yu nobles, such a powerful subordinate should belong to you!

The Lord Tu Ling smiled and flicked his fingers. The blood-colored talisman culture in the palm of his palm was a blood-colored giant sword that lasted a hundred miles long and slashed towards Ji Hao. The power of the soul moved, and Ji Hao sacrificed the Pangu Bell to protect the Taoist fetus. The huge blood-colored slammed hard on the Pangu Bell. With a loud bang, the Pangu Bell was shocked and roared. After all, the blood-colored giant sword was just transformed by nothingness, and it hit the Pangu Bell to pieces.

Ji Hao's soul space was suddenly filled with countless shattered blood-colored soul fragments, and all kinds of terrible negative emotions filled his mind. Countless sharp voices appeared around his Taoist fetus, just like countless sharp claws tearing his soul.

Ji Hao's head was heavy and countless thoughts flew around. He could not have clear and reliable thoughts for a moment. He was confused and didn't know what he should do or say. His whole brain seemed to have turned into mucus.

The attack of Lord Tu Ling failed to hurt Ji Hao, but it temporarily lost his combat power.
Chapter completed!