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The low shouts from the stands, Zhang Tianling completely turned a deaf ear, and devoted himself to energy infusion. It wasn't until a certain moment, when the scroll's solidity reached its upper limit and no longer changed, that he breathed a sigh of relief, ready to project his thoughts onto the scroll.

What do you think... Zhang Tianling's brain was blank, and when it was clear that everything was ready and only the east wind was owed, he hesitated at the last step.

Perfunctory to think about some rivers, lakes and seas, or the people or things around you... Su Xiaoli?

Just when the contours of a woman's face faintly appeared in the scroll, Zhang Tianling hurriedly broke off his thoughts and forcibly gathered his spirit, strangling the close-up of Su Xiaoli's face in a white mang.

When so many people think about her, those who don't know think it's a public confession... No, no, no!

The scroll trembled with the fluctuation of his thoughts, and Zhang Tianling pressed his fingers to stabilize his mind, seriously recalling the many questions that plagued him.

The mysterious crockpot encountered that day was naturally in the first place.

Crockpots, monsters, ghosts... Zhang Tianling's thoughts wandered, and he suddenly felt his eyebrows tighten, and something was pulled out and merged into the misty above.

The scroll soon surged again, and several black outlines appeared under the mist, as if a dark red light was flickering.

At the same time, the connection between Zhang Tianling and the scroll was suddenly broken, and no matter how he waved his fingers, he could no longer put his spiritual power into it.

"System system. What's going on?! Zhang Tianling said nervously.

[When the displayed screen is beyond the caster's capacity, the spell will automatically cut off contact to protect the caster.]

"Out of my power?" A trace of uneasiness welled up in his heart, and Zhang Tianling clenched his fists and watched the changes in the picture scroll firmly.

The image became clear: black outlines in the shape of endless mountains, scarlet blood pooling into long rivers in which endless bones floated. The whole land glowed dark red like a piece of red-hot iron, and several ruins and walls shimmered with terrifying blood, and there seemed to be stumps hanging from them.

As far as the eye can see, there is an eerie scene of hell.

At the moment when the picture was fully presented, Zhang Tianling suddenly realized that his divine consciousness had been invaded by some kind of force. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power to gather in the center of his eyebrows, and shook his head to keep him awake.

"Damn, I didn't want to see this either..."Zhang Tianling couldn't regret it, the strangeness of the first time he activated the Mingjue Mantra made him go wrong at the last step, and he didn't control the jump of his thoughts.

Based on Fang Cai's thoughts, he speculated that what appeared in the picture should be the hell behind the ghost gate.

No wonder the spell will automatically cut off the connection, this scene just looks at it for a few moments, there is a chest tightness, shortness of breath and confusion, and I am afraid that I will be hit hard.

The surroundings were a little strange, and Zhang Tianling thought that everyone was scared silly. I was thinking about how to explain it, but when I looked up, I saw that most of the people had red eyes and looked at the hell scroll with expressionless faces.

The same is true of Cheng Yiyi, who is closest to him, her cherry mouth is slightly open, and her eyes are filled with flowing dark red light.

Thinking of the mysterious power that just hit, it is probably the culprit that caused the current situation.

"How do you stop!" Zhang Tianling flicked his fingers in vain and asked the system.

[The spell will automatically terminate when it ends.]

"How long is it going to last?" Zhang Tianling desperately hoped that the Mingjue Mantra would lose its effectiveness in the next second, but to his surprise, the picture slowly moved after a few seconds, and a vast wave of spiritual power gushed out from the viewing platform.

"Heavenly Spirit! Don't stop yet! Qin Taichu's voice came.

"I can't control it!" Zhang Tianling waved his arms and responded loudly.

At this time, Qin Taichu looked at the picture of hell with a stern face. Feeling deeply in danger, he gathered his spiritual power with both hands, trying to forcibly break the spell.

"Director Qin is going to make a move?" Zhang Tianling was overjoyed. This matter is obviously out of his control, and he can only hope for Qin Taichu, Wu Guoguang and others.

"Director Qin, what is this doing?" Wu Guoguang raised his hand and pushed out a spiritual power, interrupting Qin Taichu's pinching gesture.

"What are you doing again!" Qin Taichu roared, "When will you wait if you don't make a move?!" "

It's a rare opportunity, why rush to end it," Wu Guoguang stroked his beard and glanced at Li Weidao, "The hellish scene that can only be seen by the Heavenly Master's Mansion is actually done by a child today."

"I didn't expect the Enlightenment Mantra to achieve this effect, which really refreshed my cognition." Li Weidao fell into deep thought, peeping into hell with his own strength is an ability that should not be underestimated, let alone a doll without spiritual power.