At the same time, in the raging flames of the Han family, the dead souls of the Han family also noticed this power and took the initiative to help her.
With the help of the Corpse Divine Tree and countless members of the Han family, the soul of the dead Han Chengyan reunited.
The Corpse Divine Tree poured endless vitality into him, easily reviving his recently dead body.
But at this moment, Han Chengyan was unwilling to wake up. He had lost the motivation to wake up, and he had no memory of this world.
Zhao Zhihan laughed, but tears kept flowing.
"If you have no motivation to live, then hate me! As long as you can live, that's all. I just want you to live."
She took the initiative to condense all the overwhelming resentment and hatred from all over the Han family, and also gathered all the evil thoughts in the world stored in the endless years of the Shipo Divine Tree on Han Chengyan's corpse.
The new target she found for him poured countless amounts of hatred into him, just asking him to stand up again.
In the end, a monster born for revenge and killing stood up in the karmic fire of Han Mansion.
Breaking the military.
The moment he woke up, a certain bloody star in the sky was dazzling, as if a murderous star had emerged at the right moment.
Now that Po Jun knew the truth, his heart trembled, and most of his indomitable spirit was gone.
Xiao Yifeng secretly thought: What a good opportunity!
He roared angrily: "Do you think I am willing to take care of your husband and wife's troubles? Damn it, get out of my way."
He cast the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and the huge sword demon stood in front of the tree, and slashed hard at the huge Shura sword.
Po Jun, who was already a little distracted, was led astray by Xiao Yifeng, and the huge Shura sword was chopped aside.
That extremely sharp giant blade passed by the sacred tree.
Only a click was heard, and the huge sacred tree shook. Half of the trunk was cut off, and it almost broke directly. It shook a few times.
Xiao Yifeng quickly used the Dharma Appearance of Heaven and Earth, and the huge Dharma Appearance supported the crumbling corpse tree.
He was so pressed that he was sweating, but he still said with pleasure: "Sister-in-law, your waist is really thick."
But Zhao Zhihan was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to him. She flew out of the sacred tree and floated in the air, staring blankly at Po Jun who was staggering back.
One after another black aura escaped from Po Jun's body, but the resentment on his body continued to dissipate.
"Impossible, this is impossible! It's all fake."
Zhao Zhihan laughed loudly and said: "Idiot, of course it's fake. I lied to you all this!"
She waved her hand and shouted: "Go to hell!"
A huge force hit Pojun, knocking him to the ground without any chance of fighting back. Pojun spat out a mouthful of blood.
Po Jun knelt on the ground, unable to even hold the Shura knife in his hand, and his whole body was like a deflated rubber ball.
The illusion on his face could no longer be maintained, revealing the handsome and handsome face he once had.
"Zhihan..."
Zhao Zhihan slapped him away with a backhand, and laughed wildly: "You useless trash, weren't you crazy just now?"
"When I become a heavenly corpse, I will turn you into a corpse puppet and make you kneel in front of me every day, just like you, the young and old of the Han family."
"By the way, your father Han Kaitai's body was just absorbed by me, and he screamed miserably before he died!"
Po Jun raised his head and said angrily: "Shut up!"
He staggered and tried to pick up the Shura knife, but he couldn't even touch the knife anymore, and the resentful soul in his body kept escaping.
Zhao Zhihan flew to him, grabbed his neck, and sneered: "You are a waste who can't even maintain your body, and you still want to seek revenge from me?"
"Why save me?" Po Jun said with dark eyes.
"That's false, don't you understand? It's false!"
Zhao Zhihan angrily smashed Po Jun to the ground, and then kept hitting his body.
Po Jun fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and countless powers escaped from him.
"why why……"
Qin Miaomiao said in disbelief: "What on earth is going on?"
Xiao Yifeng sighed and said: "Po Jun collapsed! His strength comes from his hatred for Zhao Zhihan and the Zhao family."
"Now that the Zhao family has been destroyed, it turns out that Zhao Zhihan is not the person he imagined. He can no longer hate Zhao Zhihan, and the power in him has collapsed."
"He knew the truth, so he collapsed and was dying."
Qin Miaomiao said in disbelief: "How can anyone die because they don't hate others?"
"Of course real people don't, but Po Jun is not a real human being." Xiao Yifeng said with emotion.
"He is just a corpse driven by Zhao Zhihan's hatred, in a state of immortality.
"And hatred is the source of strength that supports his survival. Without hatred, he will lose the physical power to drive him."
Qin Miaomiao suddenly realized it, but still looked amazed and shocked.
This mysterious underworld is really unbelievable and terrifying.
Zhao Zhihan squeezed Po Jun with hatred and said angrily: "Trash, what are you doing? Get up! Aren't you going to kill me? You trash."
But Po Jun just looked at her steadily and said, "It turns out that I wrongly blamed you and made you suffer for so many years."
Zhao Zhihan slapped him in the face and said, "You didn't blame me wrongly. I am just such a woman."
"I killed your entire family and betrayed you with Senior Brother Han. I just treated you like a dog to tease you. You continue to hate me!"
Po Jun shook his head and smiled weakly: "Hate? I can't hate him anymore..."
Zhao Zhihan finally panicked. She tried hard to gather Po Jun's soul power but was unable to do so, and his soul began to dissipate.
She touched Po Jun's head with her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "Forget all the memories of just now!"
Po Jun grabbed her hand, shook his head and said, "I don't want to hate you anymore. I'm too tired after these hundreds of years."
Zhao Zhihan said with a tearful tone: "I don't mind if you hate me, I just want you to live."
But Po Jun was more decisive than she imagined, and would rather disperse his soul than cut off this part of his memory.
Xiao Yifeng used Zhanxian and Mo Xue to support the Corpse God Tree, walked over, and looked at the two of them with some sympathy.
"It's useless. If you cut off his memory, he will still die. The source of his power has collapsed."
Looking at the defeated army, Xiao Yifeng understood that his way had been broken.
Po Jun no longer had that courageous and sharp spirit.
No wonder Po Jun kept getting better and better. It turned out that his strength had declined after the incident in Xuan Yin Mansion.
That's why he was no match for him in his last life because he lost his Taoist heart.
Although Po Jun in the previous life is still extremely powerful, how can a person who has lost his Taoist heart be his opponent?
Xiao Yifeng understood that this was an inescapable disaster, and this was the fate of both of them.
Po Jun was born out of hatred, but will die out of love.
