Building a New World

Jia Zhengjin actually still has mental control. The question is not sure how strong the dark temple member is.

Spiritual force and will are different and belong to two concepts. This person's will is not very strong, does not mean that his mental strength is weak. When the opponent's mental strength is stronger than himself, it is impossible to use this skill.

Of course, the secondary purpose is still to study the power of the magic weapon in order to choose the application location in the battle based on the power of the skill in the future.

"You don't have to worry about it, I won't tell you anything. Kill if you want to kill!" The members of the dark temple shook slightly.

"You don't want to die?" Jia Zhengjin walked around him and said softly, "Death is not a good thing..."

The demon whispered, and the members of the dark temple only felt a tempting voice echoing in their ears, repeating this sentence.

His expression was very tangled, writhing very uncomfortably. It's just that the body is fixed and can't break free.

"I won't tell you anything..." He desperately wanted to block the whispers in his ears, but to no avail.

"Don't worry about it..." Jia Zhengjin saw that the demon whisper even made him have a struggling expression, and the effect was so remarkable, so he continued to whisper while the iron was hot, "I won't let you betray anyone, let's just talk casually..."

"I, I have nothing to chat with you!" The members of the Dark Temple felt the whispers in their ears become more and more confusing, trying to bite their lips for sobriety, and awaken themselves with pain.

"Why are you so afraid?" Jia Zhengjin continued to whisper, "We are not necessarily the enemy..."

Probably there was a fear of the demon whisper. The members of the dark temple felt that they were in a trance and could not clearly face the person in front of them, so they simply closed their eyes and mouth and chose to pretend to die.

This is a very effective meaning, otherwise the other party will not respond so much.

Jia Zhengjin approached his ear and continued softly: "You don't need to be prepared, I won't hurt you... I just want to chat with you casually, and then let you go..."

The dark muscles on the faces of the members of the Dark Temple continued to twitch and their expressions were very painful, as if fighting an invisible enemy.

"Relax...Relax...take a deep breath...and leave the pressure behind..." Jia Zhengjin continued to whisper in his ear, "Follow me, inhale...exhale..."

The members of the Dark Temple struggled to resist at first. When they reached the back, they could not bear the effect of the devil whisper. They actually stopped distorting the struggling expression. As Jia Zhengjin's whisper began to breathe regularly and relax.

Jia Zhengjin was pleased with the initial results.

This person really did not have strong willpower, and soon fell into a devil whisper: "Very good! Just relax like this, empty everything... Don't think about anything, feel the absolute freedom now..."

The members of the Dark Temple completely relaxed in his voice, the struggling movements and expressions gradually eased, and finally stopped completely.

"Now... let's talk casually..." Jia Zhengjin said slowly in his ear, "We are like good friends, without any barriers... I am Keane, your friend..."

"My friend..." The eyes of the members of the dark temple gradually appeared confused.

"Yes! We are ourselves..." Jia Zhengjin said softly, "You don't need to be afraid, you can absolutely relax in front of me... So, what's your name?"

"Hmm~" The members of the Dark Temple opened their mouths, but pain appeared again on their faces, as if they were fighting hard.

"Relax...Relax..." Jia Zhengjin immediately eased his emotions when he saw it. "Don't worry, let your mind be empty. Let all the distractions go away...Tell me, what's your name?"

"Um..." The members of the Dark Temple kept fighting with themselves, but they were constantly being pulled by the devil whispering, and their expressions continued to struggle.

"Stop distracting... Tell me your name..." Jia Zhengjin whispered again.

Finally, the members of the Dark Temple opened their mouths: "My name is Mahathir..."

"Very good!" The first step succeeded, Jia Zhengjin was pleased. "So Mahathir, what are you afraid of? What threatens you and makes you dare not speak freely?"

Mahathir's face was struggling again, shaking his head hard.

Jia Zhengjin continued to whisper again and again in his ear, asking where the fear was.

Finally, under the constant inducement of the devil whispering, Mahathir gave up the struggle: "Leaking the secret of the temple will be cursed by the dark leader, and will fall into the underworld forever and cannot turn over..."

"The Dark Lord is the leader of the Dark Temple?"

"Yes……"

"What's his name?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.

"The leader is the leader, no one knows his name..."

So mysterious? Jia Zhengjin was a little surprised, so he whispered again: "Where is he now? Is your Dark Temple calling the Seven Kings? Where are you calling except for you?"

"Hmm~!!!" Mahathir's expression struggled again, looking rather painful.

Jia Zhengjin immediately reacted, and he was too anxious. So quickly whispered: "It's okay not to answer! Relax... Relax..."

As he whispered, the painful expression on Mahathir's face gradually disappeared, and he gradually calmed down.

When he recovered, Jia Zhengjin thought for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Mahadi, what is your identity in the Dark Temple?"

"Elder..."

"Elders? Are elders big in the dark temple?"

"There are ten elders in the dark temple, second only to the leader..." Mahathir's expression struggled a little, "I am the elder of the replacement..."

"Elder Filler? What do you mean?"

"The ten elders obeyed the orders of the leader and were killed by the Guangming church and other light camp forces on the way to find the death scripture. The situation is urgent, and the leader has to select new people from the excellent members to take over and continue to execute. Task. I am one of them..." Mahathir answered blankly.

"Then how strong are you?"

"Before I became an elder, I was a Tier 6 magician." Mahathir replied, "The leader used the found death holy code to force us new elders to Tier 8 strength..."

Is there such a secret? Jia Zhengjin was surprised.

At the same time, I am also very satisfied with the effect of Devil Whisper. However, as his problems continued, Mahathir's expression began to distort again, and he should be engaged in the battle of the heart under the temptation of the devil whispering all the time.

In order to prevent him from reaching the limit, Jia Zhengjin immediately began to whisper to remind him to clear his mind and relax completely.

After several attempts, basically as long as it touches the location of the Dark Lord, or the location of the base of the Dark Temple, or the plan to summon the Seven Kings, and the position to execute the plan, Mahathir will show fierce resistance and try to resist the devil whisper.

So Jia Zhengjin could only relax him again and again and calm his mood.