Chapter 720

Su Mu's spiritual consciousness forcibly ingested the cultists in the eleventh node, and the roaring thunder sea surged, just a flash of thought, and all the cultists in the eleventh node turned into ice sculptures.

The black-robed priest's lungs were going to explode, he never expected that he would come here, and the other party would dare to fight in front of his face.

"court death!"

The eyes of the black-robed priest spewed fire, and when he was furious, he made a big move, and the distorted energy formed a field that enveloped Su Mu.

This domain looks very muddy and disgusting, and there are several highly rotten giants floating in it.

These giants exploded one after another, turning into a disgusting turbid juice. The turbid and foul-smelling juice kept wriggling, as if it was gestating something terrible.

They continued to explode, and instead of decreasing in number, they increased in number. From the initial few, they multiplied rapidly, filling the entire field, and filling Su Mu's surroundings with water.

This black-robed priest has a lot of experience in combat, and after just one meeting, he discovered that what came to the extreme north was only spiritual energy, and he didn't waste energy by using other means.

The strongest thing they teach is not the flesh, but their spirit.

Psychic attack is their strongest spear.

Others mistakenly believe that the distortions that occur in those people are caused by negative energy magnetic fields, but the real root is spiritual pollution.

"Hear it? Your inner voice. See it? The truth behind the falsehood."

"Humble worm, deform and distort under the great power of evolution." The black-robed man suspended in the field and looked down at Su Mu with a contemptuous tone.

"Don't resist anymore, you, the mud under my feet, will be reborn in the whine."

The contempt of the black-robed priest was emboldened. When his domain was opened, Su Mu's spiritual consciousness was seriously affected.

"Ouch, I'm going to be smoked to death!"

Su Mu looked at these floating giants, and then watched them explode into cloudy juice, and then the juice exuded a deadly stench, and he was almost suffocated to death.

How to describe this taste?

A burly man who does high-intensity exercise all day but never takes a bath and changes clothes bought a can of herring from 1982, heated it and went to the old toilet to open it. Throw the golden juice and all kinds of food into the stinky ditch to rot and ferment the thick juice.

Whether it's visually or olfactory, it's disgusting to the extreme.

The black-robed priest twitched his face and laughed out of breath: "Very good, ignorant bug, you managed to piss me off."

The black-robed priest let out a loud cry, clasped his hands together, and all the floating giants exploded, and countless turbid juices joined together to form a cage.

The juice was gurgling and stirring, and began to make a noisy scream of unknown meaning.

If you listen to these screams for a long time, you will fall into delirium, with many crazy scenes in front of your eyes, and countless malicious whispers in your ears.

When you choose to resist these images and whispers, you are destined to slide into the abyss step by step.

If you choose not to resist, of course it is...

directly into the abyss.

Whether you choose to resist or choose to give up resistance, you will sink into one body with these turbid juices and fall into a nightmare forever.