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Chapter 777

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    To be honest, Qin Yang still felt a little regretful.

    As far as is known, the only person who has resolved the Dry Heart Curse uses a method, but there is no bird to use the series.

    If he really had this kind of power, he would have crushed the resuscitated bird to death with one finger before, so he wouldn't have fallen under the Curse of Withering Heart.

    Generally speaking, it is still a bit beneficial. It has expanded his thinking and allowed him to think of more directions.

    There is no way to resolve the Dry Heart Curse, but you can find another way to directly eliminate the necessary conditions for the formation of the Dry Heart Curse, and deny it from the root.

    Qin Yang really didn't think about it before. In the final analysis, he was still not strong enough. All the methods he could think of were based on his thinking that he might be able to do it.

    After all, even if Dong just killed himself and did not change the general trend of the whole world, at least he must stand in a position where he has the ability and qualification to shake and change a part of the general trend of the world.

    "It's so terrifying."

    Qin Yang shook his head, ready to leave.

    It's just that when he reached the place where he came in, Qin Yang stopped when he was about to go in.

    It wasn't that he wanted to hear it, but his instinct forced him to stop.

    Qin Yang's expression was a little weird, and he was a little silly.

    When he came in, he was in a state of being cursed with a dry heart, of course it didn't matter, no matter how angry Qin Kun was, he was playing the piano against a cow.

    But it was different when he went out, he is now in a fully recovered state, maybe even because of the Drying Heart Curse before, his inner world is now more sensitive and more active.

    In this case, jump into Qin Kun's anger.

    How will you die?

    Is the effect of the Dry Heart Curse automatically emerging, and then continue to be immune to Qin Kun's anger?

    Or Qin Kun's anger, burn him to death first?

    After contemplating for a long time, Qin Yang stretched out a hand to reach the exit, and retracted his hand, his eyes began to turn red, and the anger in his heart burst out uncontrollably.

    Anger began to interfere with his rationality, causing the impulse in his heart to accumulate like a volcano about to erupt, waiting for the moment when it erupts completely.

    Qin Yang muttered silently, berserk.

    In an instant, like a basin of cold water being poured down, the thoughts were immediately cleared, and the anger in the heart, like a fire without source, was slowly extinguished.

    This time, he stretched out a hand again to touch Qin Kun's anger. Although his consciousness remained calm, after reflecting on himself, he found that in his inner world, a ball of flames fell from the sky like a waterfall.

    The flame began to burn everything it could touch, seducing the silent volcano in the inner world, and began to erupt.

    Qin Yang withdrew his hand.

    Wait until the flames are extinguished and the rage dissipates.

    Come on, it's useless.

    Qin Kun's anger has lost its source, and it may indeed be much less powerful than it was at its peak. His secret method, violent, is indeed an excellent secret method to abandon emotions and forcibly calm down.

    But the calmness of consciousness cannot prevent the burning of anger.

    The anger is still there, but it has been shielded by the consciousness. In this way, it is quite in line with the characteristics and side effects of berserk.

    But think about it again, it's just a one-handed test, it may not be rigorous.

    After thinking for a while, Qin Yang jumped directly into the flames.

    From the time his whole body entered the flame, the effect of the Withering Heart Curse began to emerge automatically, and the fresh inner world began to wither rapidly.

    However, anger also poured into it, burning it wantonly, and the anger gushing out of his heart delayed the time for the miraculous effect of the Dry Heart Curse.

    After a breath, Qin Yang jumped out of the sea of ??flames, waiting for the flames to go out.

    After the flame was extinguished, the erupting volcano in the inner world also began to subside, but the damage caused still existed.

    The recovery speed of those injuries, even in this world with only spring, summer and autumn, is much slower than the speed of burning.

    Qin Yang squatted in front of the exit with a melancholy expression on his face.

    This is a pit.

    Qin Kun No, Bald Qin, this guy, is right, those who can come in can't get out.

    Qin Yang glanced at the puppeteer.

    If the puppeteer also fell under the Dry Heart Curse, it stands to reason that he should have recovered, but seeing that he still looks so stupid, he might not have fallen under the Dry Heart Curse.

    So why can he ignore Bald Qin's anger?

    "Mo Yang, take me in for a while, and come back after a breath."

    ??You can come back later.  "Qin Kun spoke very well, and didn't mean to stop him at all.

    "Then, how can I get out of here?"

    "Come on, use what you just learned, slash me once, you hurt my ray of consciousness, you can leave, otherwise, stay here honestly, save your life in vain if you go out  , if I die at the hands of my defeated opponent, it will also lose my face."

    "Don't dare to attack Master Qin." Qin Yang took a step back, shaking his head like a rattle.

    "If you hurt me, that's the way to get out of here. Otherwise, you can go to the anger left by my deity." Qin Kun stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for Qin Yang to draw his sword.

    "Master Qin, are you serious?"

    "try best."

    "Okay!" Qin Yang straightened his face, and of course he had to do his best for the sake of respect.

    His aura began to rise, the five-layer overlord removed his armor, and then drew out the plastic black sword, and the left hand of the black shadow urged the twelve magic swords.

    In an instant, the breath soared.

    When Qin Kun saw the plastic black sword, his pupils shrank suddenly.

    What he left here is just a sliver of consciousness, not even a clone, and it might be gone after a sword strike.

    "Okay, you can go."

    "Um?"

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