Chapter 594

Dan Taihong was very surprised.

At the moment of seeing the bone demon, his heart suddenly cooled.

This Bone Demon is very tall, about two meters high, which is not the point. The key point is that the Bone Demon's eyes are twinkling with terrible bloody red light, giving people a sense of forest.

Dan Tai Hong is not a timid person, otherwise he would not be able to climb to the present position.

What surprised him was that the blood pupil of the Bone Demon could make people have a terrible illusion.

Just looking at each other——

In his mind, Dan Taihong came up with a very terrible scene. He saw himself stretching out his hands and putting them on the top of his head. He cut his scalp, then left and right, pulling hard in two different directions.

they hurt.

A heartrending pain.

The pain of weeping blood.

The pain from the bottom of his soul almost made him a man in his forties scream.

After all, it's still repressed.

After all, he was the oldest and the oldest. Yu Wuji, the owner of the moon shadow Pavilion, was also present. Yu Wuji has always been Dan Taihong's competitor and is most qualified to succeed Yu Yingfeng as the president. Dan Tai Hong is always telling himself that he must not be short in front of Yu Wuji.

"Cluck."

The bony demon seemed to be deliberately laughing.

A pair of blood pupil, staring at Dan Tai Hong, the pupil is more and more like bleeding, the color of scarlet terrible.

Yes, it was intentional.

His Royal Highness the demon king has already ordered him to give some color to this hateful human.

It's a good demon to turn evil into good.

His Royal Highness the demon king himself promised to help him rebirth and shape his soul. In order to repay his Royal Highness the demon king, he can do anything!

Dan Tai Hong's face was very ugly.

The Bone Demon's laughter made him grow goose bumps all over his body, and the cold sweat slid all the way along his cheek to his chin, and dropped directly on the ground.

The magic didn't disappear.

It's getting worse!

It's not just tearing off the scalp. The "weird self" in my mind has started to pull off my skin, just like taking off my clothes.

The blood flowed down like syrup.

badly mutilated.

"Ah, ah, ah --"

Dan Tai Hong can no longer bear such a terrible scene.

He was haunted by the illusion.

I couldn't help stretching out my hands and covering my head, shaking, as if my skin had really been taken off.

The pain is real.

"Cluck cluck." The banshee is still laughing strangely.

It's not shy at all.

I wish everyone in the room knew it did it.

Dan Tai Hong's face turned pale. At last, he trembled and convulsed, and fell to the ground.

"Vice president!"

"My Lord!"

They were also two regular disciples of Changsheng Pavilion. They rushed up and helped him up. One is busy feeding Dan Tai Hong pills, the other is busy pinching Dan Tai Hong.

These two formal disciples are not inferior to Chu Changgeng.

"Losers."

Yu Chujun chuckled quietly, but it was enough for everyone in the room to hear.

He used to think,