That evil thought had already arisen when King Gouwei tried to conquer the world. With the thousand-year seal, the evil thoughts continued to grow in King Gouwei's body, and they had to break out of the coffin several times, but Yan Ning happened to appear at this time.

Evil thoughts were like needles, piercing Yan Ning's soul. Not only that, it also sharpened its head and drilled into it frantically. Yan Ning could not control his body at this time, otherwise he would roll on the ground in pain.

The dual mental and psychological torture made Yan Ning desperate. As the descendant of the Wumen, he was born for a doctor, but he did not expect that he would be so powerless when facing death.

die?

Yan Ning didn't want to, and was not willing to do so.

But evil thoughts were like needles, and in the blink of an eye, they had already penetrated into Yan Ning's soul and rushed inside. Within breathing, they almost smashed Yan Ning's remaining two souls and seven spirits!

Pain spread in Yan Ning's mind. He endured the pain and roared deep in his soul: "Get out of my soul!"

Buzz —

Yes, Yan Ning's soul, which was disrupted by evil thoughts, suddenly became quiet, and the riotous evil thoughts actually trembled in Yan Ning's soul.

"What happened...what?" Yan Ning was stunned. He clearly felt that the evil thought was scared.

Very scared.

What is it afraid of?

"Yan Ning..."

A sudden awkward sound came from deep in Yan Ning's soul, the sound was pale and powerless, as if it had not spoken for a thousand years.

"Who?" Yan Ning couldn't help but ask.

The voice hesitated for a moment: "I...I am...forget it, you don't need to know."

Yan Ning remembered the huge black figure behind him when he cast the Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse, and the powerful force that suddenly burst out when he faced Fan Wujiu, as well as the extraneous soul that Old Man Weng once said in Yan Ning's soul.

"You've been helping me, right?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

“…”

The voice was silent for a long time. Just when Yan Ning thought that the soul was about to disappear, he spoke: "For the six paths."

"Six Paths?" Yan Ning was stunned. He vaguely remembered that Fang Shitian seemed to care about his life experience very much, as if he was a very important figure in the underworld in his previous life.

This is also one of the reasons why Fan Wujiu has been chasing him.

"Those are not important anymore. I don't have much time to talk to you. That evil thought is a bit domineering. I can only barely seal it, but I can't expel you." The voice said.

Yan Ning suddenly became anxious: "What should I do?"

"The seal... will slowly be lifted. Perhaps the only one who can expel evil thoughts in this world is your master."

"But my master... was captured by Fan Wujiu."

"So, I have another way."

Yan Ning said, "Senior, please tell me."

"This evil thought is very domineering and also contains the power of the zombie Gouwei. If you assimilate the evil thought before the seal is eliminated, maybe it will become a great help for you." The voice became weaker and weaker.

"The power from zombies? If I absorb this evil thought, wouldn't I become a zombie?" Yan Ning couldn't help but say.

He doesn't want to become a zombie, that powerful and painful life.

"No, don't worry about this. After the evil thoughts are absorbed, you will become another kind of living body... But it is not a zombie, but it is stronger than a zombie!"

Yan Ning was still hesitant: "But..."

"No, but if you don't do this, you will die sooner or later! Now your friend is in danger, you can choose for yourself!"

The voice suddenly became nervous, as if he was worried about something. After saying this, no matter how Yan Ning called him, there was no response.

How to make a decision?

Yan Ning’s answer is very simple: he wants to become stronger.

Only the strong can protect their friends around them, and only the strong can avoid being chased by Fan Wuxue!

Evil thoughts? If I can make me stronger, what are you afraid of?!

Yan Ning's soul seemed to have turned into a hungry wolf, and the evil thought in his body has now turned into prey.

"Give me... your strength!" Yan Ning made a cruel decision and tore the seal apart. A trace of power emitted by the evil thoughts quickly escaped Yan Ning's soul, drilled into Yan Ning's bloodline, and rushed into Yan Ning's body!

Those bloodlines that were blocked by zombie blood were instantly opened up by evil thoughts. Not only that, they also forced a little widening!

This evil thought wanted to escape from Yan Ning's body, but inadvertently, it was consuming his own strength to help Yan Ning and strengthen Yan Ning's bloodlines and bones!

"ah--"

Yan Ning's body suddenly twitched in pain, and many black blood ideas suddenly appeared in his body, and the blood ideas stinked.

"Yan Ning...what is wrong with you!" Zhuang Xiaoya's expression changed and she quickly pressed Yan Ning to the ground.

Yan Ning's body was undergoing transformation of evil thoughts, and his painful wailing echoed in the palace. When Bai Tong saw Yan Ning like this, a trace of worry actually appeared in his beautiful eyes.

But soon, Bai Tong hid this look: Why? He seemed to be worried about Yan Ning just now?

He is Bai Tong's enemy, the enemy of the Changsheng Sect!

However... After Bai Tong was poisoned by the human-faced spider, Yan Ning completely ignored the hostile relationship between the two, and even forgot about Bai Tong killing Yan Ning several times before, staying to detoxify her.

Why did Yan Ning save himself?

Monk Xiekong found that Bai Tong was indecisive and hurriedly said beside her: "Bai Tong, let Cao Lu kill Yan Ning first to prevent future troubles!"

Bai Tong was stunned, then reacted. She glanced at the painful Yan Ning, sighed, and ordered Cao Lu: "Kill Yan Ning."

After saying this, Bai Tong felt a little sad.

Did she ever feel sad for anyone?

Before Cao Lugao's raised hand had fallen, he suddenly turned around and inserted the dagger into Monk Xiekong's chest after hearing Bai Tong's order!

"ah--"

Monk Xiekong looked at the dagger that had penetrated his heart, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy. When he opened his mouth and screamed, black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The venom on this dagger was applied by myself. Not to mention the body of the mortal body, even a zombie would die instantly!

When he poisoned the dagger, all he imagined was Yan Ning being killed, but what he saw now was himself reflected from the dagger.

The expression on Monk Xiekong's face was full of incredible words.

"I want me to kill my boss? Go and die!"

Cao Lu pulled out the dagger and kicked Monk Xiekong's body aside. Monk Xiekong rolled a few times on the ground, and his skin turned into terrifying black. His movements were stiff at the moment of death.
Chapter completed!