How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

The entire space of the imprint is Wang Heng's sea of ​​consciousness.

When the old man entered, the sea of ​​consciousness itself kept rejecting the existence of such an outsider.

However, rejection is useless.

When the old man entered Wang Heng's body, the dominance of the body was no longer controllable by Wang Heng alone.

"Hehe, it seems that my little friend still wants to struggle one last time?"

Facing this increasingly heavy feeling of rejection, the old man only smiled.

Completely ignore it.

He is much more powerful in his soul state than in his physical state.

"You just have to be a ghost, can't you live a good life?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Heng shouted angrily.

"How can anyone live happily? My little friend, just be obedient and be captured!"

The old man didn't pay much attention, and punched the mark again with his backhand.

"呲-"

On the mark, a crack quietly appeared.

Wang Heng felt that he might really die this time.

As the old man's servant, the old man shouldn't have any bad habits, right?

You won't let yourself lie down with your butt raised or something, right?

But when the time comes, the old man will control his own body, which means that he will attack himself?

Is this considered self-comfort?

As his consciousness became more and more trance-like, his senses escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness and returned to the outside world, where only a solitary giant head remained.

The body from the neck down has long since disappeared.

The carnivore was licking the blood from his head.

The vegetarian animals swallowed one green leaf after another on the body of his plant.

His body should be richer in nutrients than ordinary creatures, right?

Wang Heng thought, even though there were so many vegetarian animals right in front of him, the carnivores would rather lick their own blood.

In the distance, Wang Heng seemed to see something blood-red surging.

After struggling hard for a while, the thing seemed to be exhausted. After lying on the ground for a while, it started to surge wildly again.

The direction of the action is where Wang Heng is.

"You're already in such a state of disrepair, you want to get a share of the pie?"

Wang Heng laughed dumbly, and then groaned. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the mark was covered with cracks.

The Spirit Controlling Pendant was not far from his head. A deer that was eating his body sniffed the Spirit Controlling Pendant. I wonder if it was because of a brain convulsion. Then it picked up the Spirit Controlling Pendant in its mouth and moved toward Wang Heng. The head ran in the opposite direction.

"Damn it, that old man will kill you when the time comes, but you asked for it!"

Wang Heng was powerless to stop it.

"呲-"

Suddenly, the air was cut by something sharp.

The thing where the blood surged just now was much closer to Wang Heng's head.

Bloody vines penetrated the deer's body.

Blood flowed from its mouth.

The vines bullied the body again, absorbing all the blood. The deer's body gradually shriveled up, and the blood vines regained some strength.

The blood vine hooked up the spirit pendant in the little deer's mouth, and stretched out tremblingly towards the broken head, which was bigger than Wang Heng's house.

The consciousness that had just arisen when he was hit by the old man almost collapsed.

After raising it for a while, it sensed that its owner was dying, so it ran and killed all the way until it finally reached the owner who was about to die.

"Shasha~"

The bloody vines gently rubbed Wang Heng's head.

Wang Heng's bark face was very rough, and the spikes of the bloody vines were no better.

The scratching sound was like fingernails scratching a blackboard.

Wang Heng laughed harder and harder.

Xueteng placed the spirit-controlling pendant on Wang Heng's left eye.

Facing the mark, there seemed to be a blood-colored light floating from the mark of the Soul Controlling Pendant to Wang Heng's eyes.

"Ugh--"

That sigh seemed to have existed forever. At this time, the aftertaste of the sigh sounded in Wang Heng's ears across history.

"Li Xing, after all these years, have you still not woken up from your dream?"

In Wang Heng's sea of ​​consciousness, the illusory shadow of the Spirit Pendant was floating in the air, and the shadow was speaking to the old man's figure.

The old man turned around suddenly and saw the reflection of the Spirit Control Pendant appearing in Wang Heng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"You! Are you still conscious!?"

The old man seemed to have seen a ghost and instantly fled out of Wang Heng's sea of ​​consciousness!

"It's useless even if it's outside. Just give me my body back."

The desolate voice followed the old man Li Xing to the outside of Wang Heng's head.

The Spirit Controlling Pendant actually merged directly into Wang Heng's eyeballs.

"Boom boom boom..."

The ground began to shake.

Wang Heng's broken limbs that fell to the ground actually started to move!

His head flew into the sky, and all parts of his body also flew up, re-forming into the appearance of a hundred-meter giant in the air.

The animals fled in all directions to avoid the terrible scene.

The blood-colored vine seemed to have been summoned. It suddenly grew in size and finally became Wang Heng's right arm. The right hand transformed from the blood vine had strange fluctuations, but Li Xing could no longer control that much at the moment.

The whole world was trembling. It was not fear, but joy. The source of the joy was a part of the Spirit Control Pendant that had been stolen!

The entire ruins were transformed from a small fragment of the Spirit Control Pendant!

Li Xing's soul was floating in the air, looking a little lonely.

Every spirit controller has a guide, and the one who controls Wang Heng's body now is the guide who was tricked by Li Xing!

With hundreds of years of anger, the leader finally used Wang Heng's body to stand in front of Li Xing!

Wang Heng's soul actually wanted to struggle. Why was his body no longer under his control?

But struggling has no effect.

"Give me my body back..."

Wang Heng's consciousness said in his body.

All he got was indifference and rejection.

"Even if you still exist, you don't have much power anymore, right?"

Li Xing's eyes suddenly turned playful.

"You are no longer the guide!"

Li Xing's eyes widened, and Wang Heng felt that the being controlling his body began to stiffen!

What the hell are you pretending to be when you just come out with such trash!

Wang Heng's consciousness was screaming like crazy.

"Hahahahaha! It's true, it's true! You are consuming your essence now and competing with that little girl for the dominance of the spirit pendant!"

After getting the accurate information, Li Xing burst into laughter, as if he had discovered something interesting.

The former guide was being attacked by three beings at the same time!

One is Li Xing, the other is Wang Heng's weak counterattack, and the last one is Qing Yi!

"Give me your body back, I think I can struggle again!"

Wang Heng seemed to think that this person was too miserable, so Wang Heng consciously spoke in a softer tone.

"impossible!"

The guide flatly refused.

"You are so stupid that I asked you to return my body to me——"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the storm is surging!

The mark full of cracks burst out with extremely powerful fluctuations, and with all Wang Heng's unwillingness and anger, he was about to break through the confinement!

"Humph!"

Outside, the huge figure floating in the air groaned.

Then it slowly raised its huge head and stared at Li Xing:

"Li Xing, I will call your name one last time, can you agree?"

The desolate voice said so.