Xu Xuening's face turned red with anger after Wen Zilong's words.

How could she not hear the implicit meaning of Wen Zilong's words?

She glanced at the others around her, and from their eyes she saw a strange light.

She was angry and cursed: "What are you looking at? Be more attentive. This guy wants to distract us and take the opportunity to escape."

Everyone then felt a stern, and quickly focused their attention and used all their mental power to suppress Wen Zilong's mental power.

Xu Xuening looked at Wen Zilong coldly, and wanted to use words to influence Wen Zilong's thoughts.

Her eyes were disdainful, and her tone was even more disdainful.

"The Great Devil, others say you are very strong, but in my opinion, that's all."

Wen Zilong responded with difficulty: "Is that true?"

"Although your personal combat power is strong, your mental power is not that. Originally, I was enough to suppress you alone, but in order to ensure that everything was foolproof, I specially summoned these 100 third-level mind masters. In addition, I, a fourth-level mind master, and the terrain specially designed for you here, all the mind power will be pressed on you.

"So I advise you to be more aware and surrender early. Otherwise..."

Wen Zilong sneered and responded with difficulty: "Otherwise, can you still be too strong to do anything?"

Xu Xuening glared at Wen Zilong and said, "Now let you be arrogant for a while. Wait for a while, and you will become my slave."

When she said this, she released her full power of mind.

They all pressed towards Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong felt once again that his consciousness was suppressed by a huge mountain-like thought force.

He wanted to attack those around him, but because his consciousness was suppressed, he had no time to distract him.

If he was distracted, his consciousness would probably be controlled by Xu Xuening in minutes.

At this time, Wen Zilong was secretly shocked.

In this case, is there no way to escape?

He recalled all his abilities and found that those attack and defense skills were simply unavailable.

Once used, you will inevitably be distracted.

And as long as you are distracted, you basically declare that you are going to be controlled.

However, when Wen Zilong thought of the last skill, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Have it.

This skill is neither an attack skill nor a defensive skill.

At best, it can only be regarded as an auxiliary skill.

But under the current circumstances, this auxiliary skill can be said to have no mental power at all.

Thinking of this, he didn't think about it any more.

The thoughts moved in my mind, my body shook twice, and then fell to the ground.

His tongue was spitting as long as a hanged ghost.

The body temperature dropped rapidly.

No breathing, no pulse.

Even consciousness gradually disappeared - or closed.

This is a ability that hasn't been used for a long time, possessed by the God of Death!

The ability of the God of Death possession sounds domineering.

People who don’t know think it’s a terrifying move, killing hundreds of enemies in an instant.

Who would have thought that this was a skill that was pretending to be dead.

When Wen Zilong uses this skill, his consciousness is equivalent to being in a closed state.

In this way, when the mountain-like pressure is pressed over, it is equivalent to losing the target directly.

This surprised all the mind masters present.

When they used to put pressure on a person with a lower level of mind than their level of mind, the other party either surrendered directly or became a madman due to mental breakdown.

Never, like this, when halfway through, the opponent's mental power disappeared.

It felt like a punch hitting the air.

Xu Xuening's expression was also extremely difficult to see.

I thought Wen Zilong could be taken down in one fell swoop, but I didn't expect this situation to happen.

She had never seen this before.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

A moment later, a thought-tank in the next think tank suggested to her:

"Sister Xue, her mental power seems to have completely disappeared. Our attack has lost its target. However, in this case, his body has lost control. We can let the new human beings control his body."

Xu Xuening thought for a while, looked at the other members of the think tank and asked, "What do you think?"

The people looked at each other and finally nodded one after another.

"We can ask them to send someone to try first to see if the great devil has really lost consciousness or is fake. If it is true, we can control it with confidence."

"If it is false, as long as it resists, it means that consciousness has recovered. We can put pressure on its consciousness again."

The reason why Xu Xuening is powerful is because she deeply understands one thing: no matter how powerful an individual is, his strength is ultimately limited. And the power of everyone is infinite.

So with her personal influence, she has won over many powerful mind masters.

At the same time, she also deeply understood another point: knowledge is power. So she not only won over many mind masters, but also many smart mind masters, forming her think tank.

When things happen, they are often solved by think tanks.

At this moment, she nodded when she heard the people from the think tank say this, "Well, just do it like this. Zhi Yuhao, find a new human to try."

That Yu Hao is the leader of these 1,000 new humans.

He nodded: "Yes, Sister Xue."

Then he selected one person and asked him to attack the Great Demon King.

A buzzing sound came from the throat of the new human.

Obviously a little scared.

But at this time, the arrow is on the string, and you have to fire it if you don’t fire it.

He carefully came to Wen Zilong five meters in front of him, then raised the oversized shoulder-mounted anesthesia needle in his hand and shot at Wen Zilong.

bite--

I heard a harsh sound.

The anesthesia needle actually drew a little spark on the surface of Wen Zilong's body.

But it was not nailed in at all.

On the contrary, the needle as thick as a finger was broken directly.

"What a hard scale."

The man said, then took two steps in his hand with an alloy steel knife.

When he came to Wen Zilong, he stabbed Wen Zilong's eyes.

Chih--

With a light sound, blood suddenly gushed in Wen Zilong's eyes.

He didn't even scream, and then hung up.

You know, although his scale armor has one thousandth of a dragon's defense, the dragon is not without weaknesses.

The eyes are his biggest weakness.

At this time, Wen Zilong lost consciousness and was easily stabbed into his eyes by the other party.

In addition, my brain was stirred into a ball of paste by the tip of the knife, so I naturally hanged up on the spot.

The guy kicked Wen Zilong's body over, then opened his mouth, stirred it with a knife inside, then turned around with a hint of gleeful smile:

"Sister Xue, the big devil is dead."
Chapter completed!