One emperor

Chapter 1937 The Art of Forgetting
After leaving the world of fallen leaves, Ye Dong felt a kind of clarity, a kind of relief, and at the same time, a little bit of fear.

It wasn't until this time that he suddenly realized that he had already been affected by a change from the moment he stepped into the Fallen Leaf Realm, but this change was so subtle that he didn't notice it at all.

And the fundamental purpose of this change is to make any life forget all memories silently.

However, what still confuses Ye Dong is the sense of familiarity!

It was a kind of familiarity derived from instinct, definitely not something that could be influenced by some kind of external force, not even the terrifying existence living in the Fallen Leaf World could do it.

This kind of familiarity is like the kind of familiarity that originated from blood inheritance when I first arrived in the blood world.

Taking a deep look at the Fallen Leaf Realm for the last time, Ye Dong knew that he would definitely come here again, and by that time, he would definitely figure out all the mysteries here.

Just when Ye Dong was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, that old voice that condensed the years sounded in his mind again: "I give you something!"

Before Ye Dong came back to his senses, something like a memory flooded into his mind in an instant.

If Ye Dong was not in the realm of dao obsession at this moment, then he would have discovered that these things were actually some kind of dao pattern, a kind of dao pattern he had never seen before.

Just from the quaint lines, one can feel a kind of desolation that has been precipitated by time. It is not difficult to imagine that they have existed for a long time.

These dao patterns kept moving and combining in Ye Dong's mind until they finally condensed into a formula similar to combat skills.

Before he knew it, Ye Dong's entire mind had been immersed in this formula.

Because the spell recorded in this formula far exceeds all the combat skills and spells he knows so far!
Whether it's King Dayi's Nine Arrows Shooting the Sky, or the Nine Stances of the Great Saint War Nine Heavens, or the power of acupoints created by Ye Dong himself, compared with this kind of magic, there is no comparison at all.

In short, in Ye Dong's feeling, this kind of spell has surpassed the shackles of the realm, surpassing all spells, I'm afraid, just like the spells cast by those gods.

"The art of oblivion!"

This is a combat technique that can make people forget!

However, it is not possible to erase the memory of life ignorantly like that terrifying existence did.

Ye Dong has a vague feeling that that kind of forgetting cannot be achieved by any magical warfare technique at all.

The technique of forgetting, however, can temporarily cause a certain life to be forgotten by virtue of spiritual energy and hand skills. The specific forgotten memory and the length of the forgotten time are determined according to the practitioner's cultivation base.

It's a pity that Ye Dong doesn't have time now, so he just memorized all the formulas in his heart, and then resolutely left the Fallen Leaf Realm and headed for the Four Elephant Realm.

The entire Four Elephant Realm has been completely shrouded in black mist, and the sound of screams is overwhelming. In the black mist, it is a hell on earth.

I don't know how many lives have been devoured by those monsters with sheep's head and human body. After experiencing incomparable misery, they merged with the monsters and became part of this black mist.

The only ones who were not attacked by monsters were the Ye family, but they were also separated by the black mist. Even if they were tightly hugged, they had to be separated by a strange force. separate.

Every Ye family member is completely isolated now!
They couldn't see each other, couldn't hear each other, couldn't feel each other, and the loneliness as if they were the only one left in the world completely surrounded them.

This feeling of loneliness is even more terrifying than death!
In loneliness, people will gradually lose their minds, gradually start to go crazy, self-mutilate, and even kill themselves.

Gradually, those in the Ye family with poor cultivation and weak concentration could no longer bear this kind of loneliness that made them feel hopeless, like Ye Hu, after he let out a painful roar, the ten fingers of both hands were fierce without hesitation. He inserted into his chest fiercely, ripped it apart forcefully, listened to the sound of blood flowing, and listened to the sound of heart beating.

However, when he wanted to crush his heart to end this pain, the black mist that surrounded him emitted a magical power, which prevented him from doing so. With the power of healing, his injuries gradually healed.

In other words, he can destroy himself without limit, but he still can't really die!
Others are also using various methods to release this loneliness, and everyone is caught in this endless pain of not being able to survive and not being able to die!
Only one person, that 14-year-old Ye Yu, actually sat cross-legged, forced himself to calm down, and really gradually entered a state of selflessness.

This was naturally done by Tang Xiao deliberately. He could imagine that the ancestor of the demon god absolutely hated Ye Dong's family, so the more miserable they were tortured, the happier the ancestor would be.

Tang Xiao knew everything that happened in the black mist, and every time those monsters with sheep's head and human body devoured a life, to him, it was like adding a trace of spiritual energy, making the black mist he released even stronger. Intense and more pure.

This is the true power of the demon god, which can devour everything, turn it into his own use, and improve his cultivation.

As for the Seven Sons of Cangming, they have become Tang Xiao's playthings to pass the time. Even the extremely powerful attack of the Seven Sons Lianxin is under the influence of the incomparable black mist, and its power is weakened without limit, and it can't do anything to him at all. s damage.

The Chi Feng seven had also discovered that all the attacks by themselves and others were ineffective against Tang Xiao, and Tang Xiao would deliberately show the tragedy experienced by the Ye family in front of their eyes.

Although they don't care about the life and death of these mortals, the Ye family is different. They are Ye Dong's relatives, and they are the relatives that Ye Dong will protect no matter how hard he tries.

Therefore, Chi Feng nodded lightly to the other six sons, and he had already made a decision in his heart. He wanted to explode his soul and explode his power a hundred times and a thousand times. Even if he couldn't kill Tang Xiao, he would still hurt him a little.

To be faithful to the Lord is the only thing they can do.

Unfortunately, their thoughts couldn't escape Tang Xiao's gloomy gaze.

With that mocking smile on his face, Tang Xiao said contemptuously: "I really can't see that you are more loyal to that Ye Dong than a dog. I am really curious about him now, what kind of person he is! "

"I, satisfy your curiosity!"

A calm voice that made the entire Four Elephant Realm tremble, sounded from behind Tang Xiao.

(End of this chapter)