Vol 2 Chapter 431: , The magic circle of resentment!

"Then, go on to the next step!" Zhang Xiang looked at the core of the purple sphere, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. Look at ‘hair, thread, Chinese, text, net
Immediately, he controlled the left hand of ‘Xuneng Zuohu’ and moved the purple core of the ball in front of him.
At the same time, he disbanded the black skeleton of the'Xuneng Zuohu' behind him, and restored his eyes to the state of Sangouyu writing round eyes.
"Tudun altar is summoned!" Zhang Xiang snorted and pressed his right hand on the ground.
Suddenly, in a burst of ground shaking.
An ancient altar had drilled out of the ground, stopped in front of the purple core that was slowly descending towards the ground, and carried it on.
It's just that the moment it landed on the altar, the purple mist emanating from the core of the purple sphere eroded away towards the altar in an instant.
However, at this moment, the seal stripes densely affixed to the altar began to work, expelling the energy that intended to invade the altar, so that the purple ones could not go any further.
However, in such a stalemate.
The seal stripes stuck on the altar began to burn one by one, and scattered into fly ash.
"It seems that I still underestimated the power of resentment. With these temporary sealing charms made by me, it seems that it will not last long. It seems that it must be as fast as possible." Zhang Xiang lightly sighed With a cry, he looked at the purple ball core in front of him and said.
At the same time, Zhang Xiang's condensed spiritual energy came out under his control, turning into a mental line that seemed to be broken at one go.
Then, a firm and brilliant moment flashed in Zhang Xiang's eyes. See 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Net
The silver-white spiritual line is connected to the purple core.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiang's silver-white spiritual line connected to the purple core instantly turned purple.
Countless resentments and mixed thoughts followed that line and moved towards Zhang Xiang's spirit.
"I always feel...the incapable are defective...defective..."
"If I have power and power, I can bully them just like them, right..."
"Why can they gain strength so easily, but I persisted for so long, persisted so hard, but still an incompetent person!"
"Even if I work hard, I cannot become stronger from the incompetent? If it is true, I will curse you and curse the world. My desire is to make the world panic!"
"If I can, I will destroy the world, destroy this unequal world..."
"..."
Countless words rang out in Zhang Xiang's spiritual world at the same time, resounding through most of Zhang Xiang's spiritual space.
Moreover, because Zhang Xiang's mental power is connected with the purple core that contains the spiritual network and resentment of the 10,000 incompetent or low-powered people.
Therefore, Zhang Xiang's spiritual space is sounding those words at the same time.
As if he had become that person, he could clearly feel the other person's true feelings, and his heart would begin to shift in that direction.
If it were just a sound, Zhang Xiang would be mentally disturbed for a while at best.
Then, after a while, he will recover.
However, the sound that rang in Zhang Xiang's mind is not just one or ten, but thousands of them.
Countless voices, countless kinds of resentment and hatred were brewing in Zhang Xiang's heart at the same time.
Zhang Xiang felt that his heart was divided into countless pieces in an instant, carrying on different thoughts.
But unsurprisingly, those thoughts are thoughts of resenting something, or complaining about something.
Under this situation, Zhang Xiang could clearly feel that his spirit was about to be torn into countless pieces, and bursts of incomparable tingling sensations came from his spiritual consciousness.
It only lasted for a few seconds. Zhang Xiang spent a lot of time, and all the mental defenses that Zhang Xiang deployed had been completely defeated.
However, a second before Zhang Xiang was about to lose his spirit.
At the last moment, Zhang Xiang let out a short singing voice.
Immediately, a burst of magic power that only a magician could feel spread out from Zhang Xiang's body, spreading to the entire Academy City, and the first one came into contact with the void explosion that was fainted because of the use of fantasy masters. The main culprit Jilu Chuya's body.
Then, the small gray ball hidden in his heart suddenly burst out, silently emitting countless small gray-white flames in his heart, following the beating of his heart towards his whole body Spread away.
It was just a short period of seven seconds, and the blood in his whole body was filled with that kind of gray flame.
Then, it was like getting a signal.
Countless gray and dark underworld fires emerged from his body and enveloped him. The flesh and bones were quickly swallowed up by these underworld fires...
Moreover, this kind of thing still has twelve other people who are similar to the first arrow of the Jie Lu. At the moment that the magic wave spreads, they are suddenly erupted by the fire, and they are silently swallowed up. Clean.
And these people, without exception, are people who use fantasy miracles and have fallen into a coma!
Of course, Zhang Xiang still chose these people on a principled basis. They were all guys who could be sentenced to death in his opinion.
Then, the dark dark flames that burned all the thirteen existences all shrank into a ball, suddenly turned into a dark gray light, and rushed toward Zhang Xiang's direction.
Then, after a second.
It descended from the sky and turned into thirteen monsters of gray and dark flames, surrounded by Zhang Xiang, forming a strange magic circle.
But at this moment, Zhang Xiang's spiritual line connected to the core of the purple sphere suddenly broke apart.
The pain caused by the burst of mental lines suddenly made Zhang Xiang awaken from the turmoil and full-faced resentment.
Then, he started the most important step in the mid-stage plan.
Guide those who are full of negative power to impact their own Sangouyu writing round eyes!
Of course, before that, Zhang Xiang used the remaining dark pupil power to open the kaleidoscope of the five-pointed star pattern in his left eye...