Just when Lin Haoran opened his mouth to speak, the double eyelids of Duanmu Feng and the others began to beat rapidly, as if to indicate some bad news, and Lin Haoran's words later seemed to prove this, Lin Haoran's smile just now made everyone powerless.And since Lin Haoran put this sadness behind, obviously, the power is even stronger than the previous joy.In fact, there is no distinction between high and low among the seven emotions in the red dust, it just depends on the cultivator's comprehension of which of the seven emotions is more profound.And there is no doubt that compared with the joy that is passively comprehended, the sadness that Lin Haoran himself comprehends is more powerful.After hearing Lin Haoran's words, Shen Mingfan was vigilant, no one knows better than him, Lin Haoran's horror, this person is like a bottomless abyss, whenever you think that you should figure out his hole cards, he will always surprise you and come up with something new.Just like this time, Lin Haoran took out the seven feelings, in the past, but no one had ever heard that Lin Haoran had such a strange exercise.The strangeness of this exercise is that it completely violates the common sense on the True Spirit Continent, although it pays attention to spiritual power, but it pays more attention to the true spiritual power of the martial artist, if the true spiritual power of the martial artist is strong, then the cultivation of these seven emotions is only twice the result with half the effort, if not, it is not unimaginable to go mad.After all, for the vast majority of people, the seven emotions are similar to the existence of toxins.There are even many people with advanced cultivation who have an indifferent temperament, all in order to avoid the existence of these seven poisons.Lin Haoran looked at everyone quietly, without the slightest movement, the expression on his face, and there was no change in the slightest, but his eyes began to become hollow, as if there was suddenly a big hole in his heart, and the wind whistling above the field kept passing through the hole, repeating this boring process over and over again.Let everyone who sees it have a pain in their hearts, their eyes are sore, and tears flow down their eyes.Not to mention Duanmu Feng and others, it is Yun Xian He, Feng Piaoxu and others on Lin Haoran's side, they are also sad at this time, as if they have fallen into endless sadness, and the sadness is like a whirlpool, firmly attracting everyone's minds, so that everyone has no way to break free.Shen Mingfan's eyes gradually became confused from blood, and a drizzle began to fall like a misty.In the depths of Shen Mingfan's true spirit, which Lin Haoran couldn't observe, he saw only a black mist-like thing, hovering there, and a sound came out from time to time."
Damn, that's the case, the Seven Emotions of the Red Dust" as one of the eight protectors of the Demon Sect, he just understands the horror of the Seven Emotions of the Red Dust, this exercise is simply born against the will of everyone, if it is a profound martial artist, the more difficult it is to escape the power of the Seven Emotions of the Red Dust, and on the contrary, if it is an ordinary ordinary person, it is not so powerful.And as the Demon Sect's Zhenjiao Technique, the Seven Emotions are red and dusty, and it is even more deterrent to the people in the Demon Sect.But because of its very high requirements for qualifications, even a thousand years ago, when the Demon Sect was prevalent, there were very few people who could cultivate this Hongchen Seven Emotions, but he never thought that after a thousand years, there would be a disciple of Tianxuanzong who cultivated these Seven Emotions Hongchen Jue, and he also cultivated successfully, not only comprehending joy, but also comprehending sorrow, which is simply an unbelievable thing.The master seemed to be frozen in place, and the expression on his face was ever-changing, but he didn't seem to see Lin Haoran's approach, and he still had an indifferent expression.Lin Haoran held the Ling Tian Sword in his hand tightly, although he could use these Seven Emotions now, but the pressure he was under was not small.If it were a normal time, such a short distance would only be a blink of an eye, but it was such a distance of dozens of meters, and it really took Lin Haoran today, almost five or six minutes.Looking at Shen Mingfan who was in a fantasy in front of him, Lin Haoran's eyes did not have the slightest unbearability, Shen Mingfan was narrow-minded and ruthless, if he was allowed to escape this time, I am afraid that the Lin family in Muyang City would suffer a great disaster.There were some cracks on the body of Ling Tian's sword, but the blade was still sharp, at least there was no problem in cutting off the neck of the person in front of him.Ling Tianjian's speed was not fast, Lin Haoran at this moment was like a child, who had just learned swordsmanship, and he slashed straight towards Shen Mingfan's neck, if nothing else, Shen Mingfan was probably going to Huangquan this time.But in this world, there is another word called accident.A thick black mist quickly diffused from Shen Mingfan's body, protecting Shen Mingfan's body, Ling Tianjian fell into this black mist, as if it had fallen into a ball of cotton, obviously only three millimeters away from Shen Mingfan's neck, but this distance, like a moat, there was no room for an inch.Lin Haoran's face remained unchanged, the last time he was in Muyang City, Lin Haoran had already vaguely noticed that in Shen Mingfan's body, there was also a soul similar to Qing Ming, but now it seems that there is no mistake in the slightest."
At this point, aren't you going to come out" Lin Haoran looked at Shen Mingfan who was shrouded in black mist in front of him, withdrew Ling Tian's sword, and said indifferently.As everyone knows, the Demon Snake makes this also have no way, if he goes out now, I'm afraid that even Duanmu Feng and the others are not as good as the slightest, he is just a soul now, without the protection of the body, the power of the Seven Emotions Red Dust will directly act on his soul, and he has no power to fight back at all.After pausing for a moment, Lin Haoran saw that the black fog in front of him did not react in the slightest, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but in his eyes, the cruel coldness seemed to show something.The surging True Yuan on his body seemed to be dying, frantically pouring into the long sword in front of him, Ling Tianjian made a creaking sound, as if it was about to be completely shattered in the next moment, but the aura that emanated was amazingly terrifying.A line of golden and cyan true yuan, from Lin Haoran's dantian punishment, directly penetrated his meridians, passed through his arm, came to his wrist, and directly transformed into a Ling Tian sword in his hand.t1706231537: