I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 633 633. Backlash

The corpses rained like a waterfall, and the mountains and rivers were broken.

Ye Lidongjun found himself at the end of the river where corpses and blood were flowing. Countless white hands and pale white faces were rushing down from the upper reaches of the river, and their terrifying and sinister smiles were as fine as the appearance of ten thousand demons.

Without legs, he was like a human pig, fighting the water with both hands, trying to escape down the waterfall.

"Wow——"

He fell off the cliff of the waterfall, and as his ears buzzed, the scene in front of him changed, as if he had fallen from the endless sky into the clouds, passed through the blood-red thunderstorm, and swooped down to the earth against the atmosphere!

The wind and rain are howling, and the majestic giant city dominating the natural pass is right in front of you.

There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and millions of people in the city, densely packed in neat military formations. At this moment, they are all looking up!

His face was as pale as a ghost, his expression was numb and unified, his eyes were faint, and the corners of his lips curled into an evil smile.

The overlapping voices coming from millions of voices were cold and bone-chilling, and the negative emotions in his eyes that gradually turned scarlet were like millions of sharp knives, piercing into Ye Lidongjun's eyes one after another.

The pain is as sharp as soul tearing, so desperate that one just wants to commit suicide.

Ye Lidongjun was sweating heavily on his forehead, his coquettish eyes were cracked and bleeding, but the corner of his lips suddenly curled up into a sneer, and his hoarse voice was mocking and angry:

"A bunch of ants, do you really think you can bite me back?"

"Wha—" The layers of illusion were shattered, and the young man in the wheelchair suddenly opened his eyes. The strange pupils with black and red blood lines were so gloomy, and there were still beads of sweat sliding down the bridge of his forehead and nose and down his cheeks.

The bones on the back of his hands trembled and bulged, and he moved quickly to draw a spirit child in the air with both hands, and cast the Spirit Clothes and Love-Sealing Spell.

This spell can seal a wide range of his emotions and feelings, turning him into an almost robot-like heartless being.

This was also a spiritual garment he learned to prevent himself from being backlashed by hundreds of thousands of wronged souls. He was originally just out of caution, just in case, but he didn't expect that it could really save his life now.

But the Love-Sealing Spell was not enough. Ye Lidongjun turned his right hand, and a purple-red fruit appeared in his palm, which he swallowed in one gulp.

This thing is called [Soul Purification Fruit]. It is a spiritual fruit that is even rarer than A-grade spiritual paper. It can eliminate all negative effects on the soul and has miraculous effects on ghost attacks.

This is also what he did just in case.

With the love-sealing spell and the soul-purifying fruit as insurance, he dared to use Naiya's illusionary world to collect so many resentful spirits for his own use.

"Pfft--" The blood surged up, and black blood overflowed from the corners of his lips. The young man in the wheelchair clung to the armrests with both hands, his eyes cold and dull.

But in front of his eyes, the voluptuous scene of Leya sitting on Xia Feng's lap appeared inexplicably. While kissing Xia Feng's Adam's apple with burgundy colored lenses, she glanced sideways at him.

Fake.

Fortunately, they are all fake.

The negative emotions of One Hundred Thousand Wrong Souls were more terrifying than he expected. Even so, he still couldn't resist. The love-sealing spell faintly collapsed. His face was ugly and he commanded in a deep voice: "Sword Heart."

Jian Xin stood behind Ye Li Dongjun with her slender eyebrows furrowed. When she heard the call, she drew a curse line in the air with her right hand, forming the word "Sealing Love", and slapped the young man with different eyes on the back of his head.

Ye Lidongjun raised his hand again and swallowed the second soul-purifying fruit, which was also the last soul-purifying fruit.

He had been looking for these rare spiritual fruits for two hundred years, but he had only found two, and today they were all consumed at once.

And the culprit of all this.

Ye Lidongjun looked at the man in ancient robes and white clothes in the distance, his icy eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, but the emotion in his eyes soon faded away.

His complexion returned to normal.

All emotions dissipate.

"Kenshin, let's go." He ordered quietly.

The man in white's methods are indeed strange, and Ye Lidongjun is not prepared to continue to confront him head-on.

Anyway, this place is his territory. First, he traps the man in white in the illusion of Naia. Then, whether it is cooperating with the Knights of the Apocalypse or reporting to the Shangjue Zhuguo, there are many ways to deal with this man.

But just as he finished his thoughts, the man in white clothes in the distance suddenly raised his hand and threw out a golden circle of light. The circle of light instantly enlarged, forming a dome that enveloped the world for thousands of miles.

[B-level spiritual weapon·Vajra circle]

[The diamond circle can form a blocking realm. Within the diamond realm, the short-distance teleportation ability fails. If the target's mental power is very high, it can ignore the restrictions of the Vajra Realm. 】

The man in white had endless tricks. Ye Lidongjun frowned slightly and was about to rethink his strategy when the man in white suddenly took off his mask.

A face that was very familiar to Ye Lidongjun and even Jianxin was directly exposed.

Him, Xia Feng?

Both of them couldn't help but be stunned.

Xia Feng was also surprised that Ye Lidongjun was able to endure this. He had no choice but to look around at the countless mirrors and look at any man or woman in the mirror.

After taking off the mask, he raised the corners of his lips and showed a friendly smile: "Mr. Dongjun, we meet again."

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Ye Lidongjun's heart slowed down for a beat, and a creepy feeling that made his hair stand on end came to his heart.

impossible!

Fake!

"It's not a lie." Xia Feng seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, with a smile in his black eyes, "I, if it's true, I am a wanted fugitive in the empire, and a key figure in helping you complete the holy interpretation, Xia Feng."

The sense of horror caused cracks to appear in the two love-sealing spells again. Ye Lidongjun's eyelids twitched slightly and his face was expressionless: "The puppet Xia Feng was killed by me personally."

"Wrong, that alchemy puppet was actually killed by my real body." Xia Feng shook his head and explained very patiently, "In your script, Teacher Fu was kidnapped by the puppet Xia Feng and taken to a cave in the suburbs, but In fact, from that time on, it has been replaced by me."

Listening to Xia Feng's very friendly and kind explanation, Ye Lidongjun felt that the world had become inexplicably quiet, and he could not hear any other sounds.

But his emotions were still stable, or he had no emotions.

He did not believe it.

"Boy, if you want to use such a clumsy lie to anger me and stimulate my emotional reaction, then you are too naive."

Ye Lidongjun looked indifferent, "Xia Feng is less than 20 years old and has only been practicing as a spiritual master for two years. Do you think this bug has the strength of you?"

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Good guy, I can't prove that I am me? Xia Feng was a little speechless.

But it's not a big problem.

His ultimate goal is to anger Ye Lidongjun and let Ye Lidongjun be backfired by the Naia Fantasy World in the intense negative emotions, rather than prove his identity.

It doesn't matter what his identity is, what matters is the scene of pretending to be real.

So.

Xia Feng pulled the wine-red-haired woman tied with red ropes in the distance over, hugged her slender waist, and grabbed the peak of her skirt, thinking, "Teacher Fu, can I offend you?"

"You have already offended me!" Freya frowned and glared coldly. Just as she was about to say something else, her keen dragon blood perception made her feel something was wrong.

She looked down in confusion, always feeling that there was a double image on the hand of this stinky boy, and there was a woman's slender and beautiful hand clenched, and the veins on the back of her hand were faintly bulging, as if it contained some kind of volcanic anger that was difficult to suppress.