Three days later, someone discovered the corpses of the Canglang Army in front of Mailong Cave. More than half of them had their blood drained from their bodies and were reduced to mummies, while the remaining half had intact corpses.
Mang Tian, Cang You and other desert robber leaders were found dead in miserable conditions.
Soon, this matter swept across the desert like a storm. In just two days, it spread to almost seven cities, including Beimo City.
"Cang Lang... is gone?" Hu Shanhai jumped up from his stool when he heard the news, staring at the man in front of him with wide eyes.
"Well, someone found a lot of corpses in front of Mailong Cave two days ago. After verification, it was determined that these were Canglang people. After counting, there were more than a thousand corpses in total. Among them, Mang Tian, Cang You, and Hei Mo
The corpses of Yuan Luo Realm are also inside." The person who brought the news said.
Hu Shanhai was stunned for a moment, then walked to the door and looked into the distance. After a long time, he murmured: "You really... killed the wolf, Yan Ting, you really...
The benefactor of the entire Qidu Desert!"
If there is anyone in the entire Qidu Desert who can destroy Canglang, then perhaps only Yan Ting can do it. Before he left, he once told Hu Shanhai that he would destroy Canglang before leaving the desert. Hu Shanhai
I firmly believed in it, but I didn’t expect that this day would come so quickly.
"What about Yan Ting? Have you seen Yan Ting?" Hu Shanhai later realized that with Yan Ting's strength, it would be extremely difficult to kill Mang Tian. Now that Cang Lang has been destroyed, he has not heard any news about Yan Ting.
, he couldn't help but feel nervous and asked quickly.
The man looked confused: "Yan Ting? I didn't see him. Didn't he leave a long time ago? He was not found among the more than a thousand people. Shopkeeper Hu, are you crazy?"
Hu Shanhai was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe I'm crazy..."
"You must be alive and well, yes, you must be well, Young Master Yan Ting, you must remember what you said, you will come back in the future, and when the time comes, I will keep you here for a drink...
…Whether you know how to drink or not!”
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The destruction of Canglang will bring peace to the desert for a considerable period of time. The robbers who brought disaster to Qidu Desert are mainly led by Canglang, and some small organizations take advantage of this opportunity to step in and oppress the people.
The current ending can't help but cause the robbers to suffer great trauma, and also gives the other robbers a great shock. Even the strongest organization has been destroyed in one fell swoop. What kind of waves can they, the little fish and shrimps, make?
But what they don't know is that the person who did all this for them is enduring a kind of mental torture.
In that battle, Yan Ting still had extremely strong thoughts of killing. He didn't feel it at the time because the thoughts of killing were strong enough to suppress the evil thoughts and occupy a place in Yan Ting's mind. But after five days, the thoughts of killing were long gone.
Already dissipated, demonic thoughts grew, filling Yan Ting's brain, feeding him thoughts of violent killing.
Yan Ting knelt in the Mailong Cave and kept banging his head on the ground, making a hole in the earth, trying to paralyze himself in this way. The external injuries on his body were almost healed by the divine power of Yuanxinyan, but the internal injuries
It's still quite serious, which is one of the reasons why he can barely control himself until now. Because the injury is serious, even if he is controlled by demonic thoughts, he can still wake up under the severe pain.
Yan Ting beat his heart crazily, and roaring roars came from his mouth, each sound representing his unwillingness.
Even though he has reached the peak of the ninth-level Tianyuan realm, and even though his strength is many times stronger than before, when the evil thoughts invade, the resistance he can put up is still so weak.
After destroying the city lord's mansion
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That night, his mind was eroded by demonic thoughts in his sleep, and he was controlled by Yan Li, so he didn't feel anything. But this time, he didn't close his eyes for five days because he was afraid that he would do something to make him regret when he fell asleep.
A lifelong thing to come.
"As long as... get through it... it's fine... I can't go..." Yan Ting's eyes were bloodshot, and veins popped up on the forehead of his arms. He controlled his energy and punched the ground one after another, venting his anger.
An almost uncontrollable murderous intention.
After Yuan Xinyan helped Yan Ting stabilize his injuries, he immediately integrated the Qiankun flames and recovered a lot of his divine power. However, when it wanted to help dispel the demonic thoughts, it found that it was unable to do so.
Source Heart Flame can indeed purify evil spirits, but evil thoughts are fundamentally a kind of thought, the thought that controls people to kill. This kind of thought can be suppressed, but it can never be completely dispelled. To solve it perfectly, we can only rely on
Yan Ting's own willpower.
Yuan Xinyan has controlled the further spread of the demonic thoughts to a great extent, and Yan Ting also relies on his strong willpower to fight against the demonic thoughts for his thoughts, maintaining the last trace of clarity.
Time passed bit by bit. For Yan Ting, every minute and every second was suffering. The strong murderous intention emerged in his mind from time to time. Whenever it appeared, Yan Ting thought of
It was all endless killing. He could only enter Mailong Cave, which was the safest place for him.
"Uh-huh -" Yan Ting punched the stone wall and felt a sharp pain in his head.
Blood, death, killing...scenes of bloody scenes were repeated in his mind. He grabbed a stone, but the stone shattered under his tight grip.
"Xiaoyuan...quickly...knock me out...I can't control it anymore..." Yan Ting's voice was almost hoarse. After one round of roar after another, Yan Ting's strength in struggling had gradually been exhausted.
.
If he was drowsy or in a coma and was eroded by the demonic thoughts, he would not suffer any pain, but his current consciousness is very clear. To resist this strong demonic thought, he must endure painful torture.
Knock him out, these were the words he blurted out when his will was about to collapse. But in an instant, he stopped him in panic and haste.
"No, I can't faint... If I faint, the demonic thoughts... can... control me... without any hindrance..."
"Then...how can I help you?" Yuan Xinyan said hurriedly.
It has seen many people controlled by evil thoughts. With its ability, it could easily suppress the further germination of those thoughts at that time, and then those people could suppress or even disperse them with their own will. But Yan Ting's demon
The thoughts seem to be particularly powerful. After integrating with the flames of the universe, its strength has been restored to at least 30%. With all its strength, it can still only be suppressed for a moment, giving Yan Ting a very brief relief. After a while, the demonic thoughts eroded his thoughts again. He will
becomes more painful.
"You...I'm afraid you can't help me..." Yan Ting pressed his head against the stone wall, and his five fingers directly penetrated the stone wall with extreme force. This was his pure physical strength and had nothing to do with vitality.
He clenched his fist and dug a fist-shaped module into the stone wall.
"Just suppress it with all your strength. The rest... can only be done by myself..." Yan Ting rubbed his head against the stone wall. He suddenly pulled out his fist and pulled off a stone from the stone wall. He
He grabbed the stone and smashed it on his head.
But his physical body was already strong enough to withstand Yuan Luo's attack. How could this little damage hurt him at all? At most, it would just leave a ball of ashes on his forehead.
He leaned against the stone wall and slowly recited the formula taught to him by the man in black robe.
"The body is like... Bodhi
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, If the heart is clear...Tai, since there is no desire...how...to cause dust...dust..."
"The body is like Bodhi...the mind is like a bright platform...since there is no desire...why stir up dust!"
"The body is like Bodhi...the mind is like a bright platform...Since there is no desire at all, why stir up dust!"
"Master...where are you...this formula...seems to be of very...limited use." Yan Ting suppressed an ugly bitter smile, his face was ferocious, and he kept banging his head on the stone wall, even though he was saying
The mantra is useless, but I don't stop for a moment and recite it over and over again.
Numb, dull, spiritless... Yan Ting lost his perception of the things around him. The passage of time and the breath of life seemed like nothingness to him.
He didn't know how many times he had recited the mantra, and he didn't know when he lost consciousness. He only knew that he was very tired, very tired, so tired that he could no longer open his eyes, so tired that he couldn't hold up another glass of water.
So tired... even imagining has become a luxury!
Yuan Xinyan came out of his body, looked at the young man on the ground struggling with the demonic thoughts, sighed softly, and then used his divine power to envelope Yan Ting, protecting him from the demonic thoughts that might come back at any time.
"Have a good sleep." Yuan Xinyan smiled. It no longer spoke as carelessly as before, but became more mature.
"Being able to hold on until now is enough to show that your willpower is far beyond that of ordinary people. Yan Ting, you are not the most talented person I have ever seen, but you should be the person with the strongest will that I have ever seen. You can slaughter the people for the desert."
There are thousands of wolves, but they can call themselves Mailong Cave for unrelated people and endure inhuman mental torture."
"You can completely let yourself go, but you don't. You are obviously afraid of killing, but you have to kill. You can obviously kill, but you have to control yourself desperately. It is really...a kind of irony!"
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Yan Ting opened his eyes drowsily, and the surrounding scene appeared vaguely in his pupils.
"I... fell asleep?"
In the bright green light, he slowly sat up and saw the Source Heart Flame hovering above his head, lowering the bright light and covering him.
"Wake up." Yuan Xinyan said calmly.
"How long have I been sleeping? Did anything happen to me during this time?" Yan Ting asked.
Yuan Xinyan said: "Don't worry, you just slept for a day and nothing happened. It seems that the so-called demonic thoughts you mentioned will only last for a few hours. When the time passes, it will disappear on its own."
Go away, as long as you survive this period of time, you should be fine."
"How many hours?" Yan Ting whispered.
From this point of view, the existence time of the demonic thoughts is indeed relatively short, but if he cannot survive it, I am afraid it will not end like this.
Although the Seven Killing Curses of the Demonic Way are powerful, they have great disadvantages. It may be difficult for those who are not determined to control them. Even he must be more careful in the future.
"Killing people without murderous intent may be a good way, but it's a bit difficult for me. I'd better restrain myself in the future, otherwise, I don't know what the consequences will be!" Yan Ting rubbed his temples and sighed.
road.
"Since everything is fine, we should be able to leave here." Yan Ting stood up and dusted himself off.
"Well, I have integrated the Qiankun flames. It shouldn't be difficult to help you dispel that innate Yin body. Are you going back now or going somewhere?" Yuan Xinyan said.
Yan Ting thought for a while and said, "I want to go to Snow Eagle Imperial City first to find out about the imperial theory."