Xiao Yanling's killing and hatred towards Van Gogh skyrocketed, and there was no end in sight. She thought that as long as her magnetic field hit hard, the other party would be full of vitality and vitality, but she guessed wrong!

Zhang Yang thought that the amount of black water in the cup was limited, and it would soon evaporate cleanly, and then van Gogharo completely lost the last trace of resistance, but he also guessed wrong!

The cup seemed to be connected to a dark space full of different degrees, and it seemed to be a deep well that could not be seen. The black mist continued to flow, and it became thicker and thicker. These black mists rushed towards Fangalore, wrapped him up, and absorbed him.

When Xiao Yanling's invisible attack came fiercely, these black mists merged with her sharp and violent magnetic field, and then formed an unbreakable enchantment, protecting Van Gogh's secret airtight. Xiao Yanling roared and roared outside this layer of enchantment, like a maniac.

All her attacks will be resolved by this layer of mist, not because the power difference is too disparate, but because this layer of black mist inherently carries her own breath and can almost perfectly merge with her magnetic field. She can't break this barrier, just as she can't beat herself! Her power is strong, and the fusion power of the black mist will increase a little, so the two will stalemate, and then form a vacuum-like zone that is completely free from any magnetic field interference.

At this moment, Fangallo is sitting in this vacuum zone, his hands are always firmly holding Xiao Yanling's hand, and his eyes are staring at the black mist that is constantly pouring out.

"What the **** is this? Why is it with my breath and magnetic field, but it is not under my control?" Xiao Yanling struggled and asked anxiously, as if she had returned to the day when she first spoke to Van Gogh. It was also because of this man's neck buckle that he lost all his resistance.

Van Gogh looked at her and said slowly, "This is your evil thought, and it will naturally bring your breath."

"My evil thoughts?" Xiao Yanling repeated this sentence, and his pale cheeks became purple as a result of struggling too hard. Everyone can see that she is powerless. How ferocious she was before and how embarrassed she is now.

Zhang Yang looked up at the monitor, and his face began to twitch. His ugly and unbelievable look was ugly and ugly. Song Rui put his hands on the console and stared at the young man. If he didn't lean on something, he was afraid he would fall.

Meng Zhongda breathed a sigh of relief, and renewed the light of hope in his eyes. Can Mr. Fan do it? It should be possible! After all, he is Van Gogh!

Fangallo held Xiao Yanling's hands together and lifted the water glass with her, drinking the boiling liquid of black mist that didn't know what.

"Did you drink it?" Xiao Yanling's intuition told herself that Van Gogh's move heralds greater danger, but her hands firmly locked in by Black Mist can't break free, and then fight back. Her magnetic field is still struggling with that layer of black mist, stalemate, can not tell the difference. If the black mist is Xiao Yanling's evil thoughts, then they are part of her body, and how can her magnetic field overcome her?

"You are so cunning! You stole my power to deal with me!" Xiao Yanling finally reacted.

Fangalo had drunk the black water in the glass, and the foggy eyes instantly burst into sharp light. The magnetic field that had been confined in his body erupted like a tsunami and collided with Xiao Yanling's magnetic field. His injury was cured by this cup of black water, and his strength reached its peak instantly.

This incredible scene made Xiao Yan bewildered.

Two invisible magnetic fields are fighting each other in this narrow space. There are no swords and swords, and smoke is everywhere, only rising coercion, trembling waves, constantly spreading radiation and killing invisible and terrifying attack power.

Just looking at them, the frail Elder fell over his head and fell down, and the young woman who helped him bleeds with eyes, ears, nose, and nose. Zhang Yang cursed and quickly took out two bottles of blue potion from his pants pocket and fed them to drink, which relieved their pain.

This is just watching from across the screen. If you are on the battlefield, I am afraid that everyone will be stirred up by the magnetic fields of those two monsters.

"Minister, I have a headache! Minister, please let me go! I beg you!" The technician fell over his head.

Meng Zhong gritted his teeth tightly and endured a severe headache, pressed the door open key, and finished entering his fingerprint. As soon as the door opened, the technician crawled out on all fours and the ground. Wan Lao also fled with help from the young woman. Zhang Yang stood still, but his eyes were red, and bottle after bottle of medicine. He must see the final result, even if he is seriously injured.

Only Song Rui had no pain on his face, just staring at the monitor momentarily. His willpower is almost as strong as a mortal!

Fangalo's hands pressed together, crushing the glass, and let Xiao Yanling's hands cling to the glass fragments. When others let him bleed, he will never treat him with kindness. He also believes in having teeth for blood and blood for blood.

"Ah! You let me go, you let me go!" Xiao Yanling, who hadn't tasted the pain for a long time, screamed violently, and her closed palm had meandered a lot of blood, dripping down on the silver On the desktop.

As soon as Van Galorio exerted force, she pulled her closer, staring at her **** eyes across the table, saying one by one: "You live by smoking angry, do you know what I live by?"

"Why, what?" Xiao Yanling was trapped in his dark eyes that he could not see. His thoughts circulate in this star-studded pupil, forming two vortices enough to capture the soul.

Meng Zhong and Zhang Yang raised their ears and held their breaths. They want to know the secret of this terrible creature that ordinary people cannot imagine. Why is he so powerful?

"I feed on evil thoughts." Van Gogh didn't tickle his lips gently until then.

His low voice was soft like a gust of wind, blowing away, and falling into Xiao Yanling's ears like a thunder, which made her dizzy. Feeding on evil thoughts, he actually eats on evil thoughts! He is completely opposite to her!

Zhang Yang smashed the blue potion in his hand involuntarily, revealing a greasy expression. It was only then that he understood why Van Gaal dared to step into that mortal place. He wasn't succeeding. On the contrary, he knew long ago that he must be able to suppress Xiao Yanling because he hid the biggest killer!

Meng Zhong's knees softened and he suddenly collapsed into a chair. He knew that Mr. Fan won!

Song Rui's expression was still cold, and his eyes were extremely focused. He wouldn't relax his nerves until the youth safely left the ghost place.

Fangalo's hands continued to exert force to lift Xiao Yanling and let her lie halfway on the table in an extremely embarrassed posture, continuing: "Do you understand now? When you are continuously venting evil thoughts to me, You are actually healing me and strengthening me. The more evil you are, the harder I will be. "

The light in his eyes was flickering and trembling, and there seemed to be something thick and suffocating flowing down his pupils, drowning people.

Xiao Yanling's eyes, ears, nose and nose were blocked by this thick idea, and his face turned blue and purple.

Van Gaalor further explained: "So I can use your power to resist and fuse your magnetic field, because it is not me who is fighting you, but your heart demon!"

Xiao Yanling couldn't understand these words, but he was still trembling with the words "heart demon". People like them who transcend a certain level seem to understand the horror of the demons by nature.

Meng Zhong listened to the surge of emotion, and at the end he chanted a paragraph blankly: "As long as I want, your perception is my perception, your thoughts are my thoughts, your past is my past, and your present is My present and your future can also be my future. Everything in the world is my medium. "

He suddenly shook his fists and said in horror: "All the world is my medium, which means this! When necessary, the teacher can not only borrow other people's thoughts, feelings, perceptions and bodies, but also take their power. Is the word really describing the psychic? Should this be God? "

Song Rui said without looking back: "No, what he really wants to say is that if you treat the world with malicious intent, the world will reward you with malicious intent. He is the seed of good and evil, the reincarnation of cause and effect. What do you do, In the end, it should be on you, so it ’s better to be kind.

Zhang Yang's hand irrigated the potion, and almost shattered the bottle again. Song Rui made it clear that he deliberately told him!

At the other end, Van Gogh brought Xiao Yanling closer, and asked, word by word: "Do you know how to defeat your demon?"

Xiao Yanling tried to lean back, avoiding the cold breath he was spitting out, screaming: "No matter what ghost thing you and the demon are, I will kill you! You die, you die, you die!" Her magnetic field surged a bit under the urge of the power of words and spirits.

Holding her hand all the time, Van Gogh who constantly absorbed evil thoughts from her body also surged with it. This is how the devil is: if you are strong I am strong, and if you are weak I am weak, but if you are enlightened, I will dissipate on my own.

Xiao Yanling is still young and can't understand what is enlightenment. Her heart is only obsession and the belief that "the world turns for me", otherwise she won't fall into this situation step by step. I originally wanted to give her another chance to teach her how to overcome the demon and then eliminate her obsession with returning to the innocent Van Gogh. He sighed slightly, and then let go of her hand to touch her eyebrow instead.

He knew that the jade pendant could not be obtained by himself, because it had already merged with Xiao Yanling, so he could only destroy her.

"What are you going to do? You let me go! You stop!" Xiao Yanling was frightened by this familiar gesture, thinking that he was going to grab the pearl again and could not help struggling violently.

Fangaro's hand was scratched with blood stains on her back, but he was quickly healed by the indoctrination of her evil thoughts, and she spit out two loud words: "Forbidden words."

Xiao Yanling, who frantically roared and shouted, suddenly lost the ability to speak, but her magma-like boiling magnetic field ran wildly in this forced space, launching attacks on Van Gogh again and again. The violent airflow generated by the collision of the magnetic fields blew the Van Gogh hair to cover the face, and the clothes flew over, especially messy.

The broken glass **** dropped on the tabletop was also rolled up by the airflow, flying back and forth in the air, cutting the skin of the two indiscriminately. Blood splattered in the air, causing the red plum blossoms to bloom on the silver-white walls, ground, and tabletops. The tragic scene actually revealed a thrilling beauty.

Van Gogh was not disturbed by these traumas, and he resolutely threw out two words: "Forbidden knowledge."

In just an instant, Xiao Yanling's madly violent magnetic field came to a halt, and the two colliding airflows dissipated in an instant, making the crystal clear and blood-stained broken glass no longer relying on it, falling from the air and emitting large beads. The clear sound of Luoyu Pan. Fangallo's hair hung down, revealing his extremely beautiful face and dark eyes.

This originally noisy battlefield became very quiet in his short two sentences, which caused people to sweat out of uncertainty because of uncertainty.

Meng Zhong pointed to the suddenly silent room and asked anxiously: "What did Teacher Fan do to Xiao Yanling? Has the crisis been lifted?"

Song Rui's tight voice slightly eased, explaining: "Forbidden words are my ability to ban you from speaking, so Xiao Yanling can't make a voice; forbidden knowledge is my ability to ban you from identification, so Xiao Yanling's magnetic field suddenly There is no target for the attack. After all, the magnetic field is controlled by the mind, and the mind is the main body of recognition. Once the mind fails, the magnetic field is useless. Fangallo borrowed the power of Xiao Yanling's words and spirits to seal her. If I guess right, the next thing he wants to ban is Xiao Yanling ’s ability to look at things and completely deprive her offensive power. "

After listening to these words, Meng Zhong almost fell off his chair and said in horror: "Can Teacher Fan actually do this? This is one of Xiao Yanling's most terrible abilities!"

Song Rui shook his head, "I'm just guessing."

As soon as his voice fell, there was a muffled noise behind him, and Zhang Yang squeezed another tube of potion.

When he released Xiao Yanling, the beast, he probably never thought that things would develop to this point. Rather than failing, Van Gogh Luo suppressed Xiao Yanling to no avail.

Who is the monster? Xiao Yanling? No, Van Gaalo, a man who feeds on evil thoughts, is a real monster! Turning to the idea that certain aliens' attacking methods were not intentions, but sound waves or something, Zhang Yang's disgraceful face was a little more beautiful.

The needle was heard quietly in the metal cage, and only Xiao Yan gasped.

She once again realized the fear that the end was coming, and this fear of deepening into the bone marrow was brought to her by the same person! What a shame, what a hopelessness! Does she still have a day to defeat him? How many people have to smoke to be able to defeat him?

Xiao Yanling couldn't find the answers to these questions, so there was an air in her chest that skyrocketed in unwillingness and despair. She was still young and did n’t know what the turbulent fanatic idea was, but Van Gogh knew that it was a decision to burn away all the jade. In other words, she was ready to urge the jade piece to blow herself and everything around her into powder!

Van Gogh looked subconsciously at a monitor on the roof, breaking the barrier of space, and touching the eyes of Dr. Song on the display. He has the protection of the magnetic field, or may not die, what should Dr. Song do?

His eyes twitched, and the word "forbidden", which he was about to say, swallowed back silently, and changed into a sigh: "Do you still want to see your parents?"

Xiao Yanling's soaring air mass froze for a moment.

Fangallo pointed her eyebrows and said slowly: "Please take a good look."

Instead of being banned from sight, Xiao Yanling, who opened the eyes of the sky, found that there was a lot of light smoke falling in the air, turned around Van Gogh a few times, and swept away the constantly escaping black mist on his surface Condensed into two humanoid figures, the humanoid figure slowly revealed two familiar faces, which were actually father and mother.

Xiao Yanling was dumbfounded, his eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

Xiao Runmin and Wen Guiyun stood still for a long time, looking at her with completely cold eyes. It took about five or six minutes before Wen Guiyun approached her, gently covering her mouth and begging: "Lingling, stop talking."

Xiao Runmin covered her temples with a sad tone: "Lingling, stop killing people."

They did not come to reunite with their daughter, but turned into another force to completely lock the daughter's out of control ability and strengthen the two seals set by Van Gogh. This is what they should have done before they died, but it was a pity that they chose the wrong path. Now it's time to fix it.

Xiao Yanling's unprecedented harm from her parents' anti-gossing attack, however, the qi that stuck in her heart dissipated a trace. Mom and Dad are close at hand, and hug themselves tightly, accompany themselves, how to tell her to lose? She has done it wrong once and can't do it wrong a second time.

Seeing this scene, Fangallo lowered his eyelids and sighed regretfully: "You are not hopeless, but you regret it too late."