Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 224

In an instant, the essence and blood disappeared.

Those blood essences that escaped out of control turned into a blood shadow beside Yan, looking at Yan mockingly, he was the blood god son of "Blood God Manual".

How could Yan know.

Li Qingxuan was very ruthless to himself, he had already set up a dark hand on himself, and could transform himself into a blood god son at any time.

Yan this time, then said.

Lost the support of essence and blood.

The strength is only comparable to the body of the golden core of body refining, and it can no longer carry Yan's powerful and vast spirit, and the body begins to collapse.

escape!
Yan didn't care about his background in the temple, so he chose to escape by docking his tail.

As long as you can live, there is hope!
But how could Li Qingxuan give Yan a chance!
His consciousness descended on the Blood God Son, and he made a bold move!
I saw a flash of blood.

Yan's forehead was pierced by a finger.

When you have a body, you have a flaw.

The sea of ​​consciousness between the brows broke.

Boom~
The heavy temple shook.

Yan stayed in place.

A fiery radiance gushed out from between his damaged brows, like a round of scorching sun descending. In the blink of an eye, it rushed out of the temple and infected the entire sacred mountain.

this moment.

Mountains and rocks spontaneously ignite, and the void ignites fire.

The pitiful countless barbarians living on the sacred mountain didn't even know what happened, so they were burned into mummified corpses under the overflowing spiritual fire.

Li Qingxuan's Blood God Son didn't even hold on for a moment, and only had time to escape consciousness, then evaporated and fell on the spot.

sososo~
More than ten majestic figures appeared at the foot of the sacred mountain out of thin air.

They stared in horror at the sacred mountain that had turned into a flaming mountain. Before they could realize what happened, they heard a mad shout from the top of the mountain.

"I'm not reconciled!"

"I'm not reconciled!"

That voice seemed to be the great Flame God.

Accompanied by unwilling roars.

The infinite flames on the sacred mountain morphed into thousands of images, all of which showed roaring and mad expressions, as if fleeing, and rushed to all directions outside the sacred mountain.

But every flame phantom, at most a kilometer away, dissipated.

Spirit, after all, is not primordial spirit, but consciousness, water without roots.

The sea of ​​consciousness of the body is broken.

Yuanshen failed.

Even if Yan's spirit can arouse reality, at this moment, he can only wait for his vast spirit to evaporate and dissipate, and he is powerless to continue to seize and rebirth.

Li Qingxuan is too familiar with the subtleties of the human body.

Especially Yanhao, who is not dead, dares to take away his original body.

Li Qingxuan did not know how many times he dissected this body.

There was no chance for Yan to resist at all.

Seeing death is approaching, everything becomes empty.

Yan became more and more crazy.

It seemed to have sensed the arrival of the four-blood barbarian cultivators at the foot of the holy mountain, and it no longer cared about maintaining its majesty. It turned into a huge face of flames and said eagerly toward the foot of the mountain: "Come up, come up!"

The sound echoed.

More than ten people at the foot of the mountain finally determined that the flames in front of them were the external manifestation of the Flame God.

this moment.

Everyone has different expressions.

Some people looked greedy, while others were worried.

The Flame God ruled the barbarians for tens of thousands of years. He is the origin of the entire barbarians and is also a spiritual totem.

Although those flames looked very dangerous.

But seeing that Yanshen was in danger.

this moment.

There are still a few people, with blood and dharma all over their bodies, rushing towards the sacred mountain.

Never thought!
Boom~
Just rushing into the area of ​​the flame of the soul, those four-blood brutal cultivators who were comparable to Nascent Soul were ignited like torches, and curled up at the foot of the mountain tragically, like fragile babies who lost their resistance.

Just for a moment.

A few people turned into a few curled up mummy, fell on the spot.

Formed in the blood, limited by the blood.

The foundation of brutal cultivation is the radiation of flame power.

And these flames of the mind, for these wild cultivators, are high-intensity radiation, which they cannot bear at all.

Looking at this scene of horror.

How many people are left.

Whether it's selfishness or greed, it's like being poured with cold water at this moment, and retreats quickly to prevent being contaminated by those flames.

"return!"

"Be me!"

"Merge into me!"

Yan has gone mad.

Unexpectedly, seeing him like this, the rest of them looked at each other and ran even faster.

As a four-blood savage cultivator, under one person, above hundreds of millions.

Even if the Flame God really fell.

They can still live well for thousands of years, so why are they willing to sacrifice themselves for no reason at this moment.

die by yourself.

The tribe behind him may not be able to pass on in the future turmoil.
Although the barbarian temperament is straightforward, it is not stupid.

A high-level barbaric cultivator sensed the changes in the sacred mountain, came and left in a hurry.

Even if someone is loyal to the Yan God and wants to risk his life to rush into the holy mountain, in the end it is just an extra mummy at the foot of the mountain. There is no bloodline of Manxiu that can withstand Yan's spiritual brilliance.

time flies.

The flames on the sacred mountain began to grow weaker and weaker.

Looking at the many barbarian monks here from a distance, I understand in my heart at this moment.

This time, Flame God is really about to fall.

Their hearts were shocked, but they didn't realize that under the crowd, an ugly old barbarian was digging down the mountain.

The holy mountain is shrouded in the brilliance of gods.

Under normal circumstances, not to mention the underground, even the sky cannot be leaped.

It's different now.

Even the gods cannot protect themselves.

The protection of the gods in the past is naturally out of the question.

The old barbarian, with a weak breath, seemed to have only the level of refining qi, but his strength was not small. With the help of a special tool, he dug to the bottom of the sacred mountain without slowing down.

Because no special force was used, it was all brute force.

This also caused the high-level brutal cultivators above to not notice the movement under their feet.

Underneath the sacred mountain, the suppression of the flame of the soul oppressed this old and frail man, making it difficult to breathe.

The old barbarian took out a red token from his arms with a pale face, and put it in the pit in front of him after hesitation.

The current behavior is tantamount to betraying the great God.

But so what.

He has believed in the gods for hundreds of years, but he is still just an inconspicuous first-blood brutal cultivator in the temple, and now he has reached the end of his lifespan.

But just put this token under the mountain of God.

After he goes back, he can immediately obtain the breakthrough resources and inheritance.

The gods did not give him hope.

But the organization of this token, gave!

That's it!
Finish tokens.

The old barbarian didn't dare to stay, and walked away quickly along the secret passage dug out.

On the mountain of God.

The flame of the soul is getting dimmer.

All the high-level barbaric cultivators gathered around, watching silently in the flames, Yan's mad spirit, watching it die little by little.

The fall of Yan also means that after a thousand years, the decline of the barbarians has become inevitable.

Some people are at a loss.

Someone has secretly notified the tribe and made preparations early.

No matter what happens next.

Without the suppression of the temple.

Great changes in the barbarians have become inevitable.

the other side.

Under the mountain of God.

The token thrown by the old barbarian in the pit fell to the ground. After a difficult evolution, roots finally grew around it, pierced into the rocks in the cave, and began to grow and change.
"Master, it's done!"

The voice of No. [-] appeared in the exhausted Li Qingxuan's mind.

"It's done!"

A smile appeared on Li Qingxuan's face, and he fell back weakly.

Casting spells at such a long distance.

Even with the help of No. [-], he has already exhausted his mind.

I have been holding on, just to wait for a clear result.

Fortunately, it did!
Yan wanted to die by himself, and took away Li Qingxuan's body, but was countered by a little blood god son.
Just when Li Qingxuan's body was about to hit the ground.

There was a flash of light.

Number One, who looked like a child, appeared under Li Qingxuan out of thin air, lifted him aside and put him away.

Next, is its battlefield.

After placing Li Qingxuan on the [-]st, his invisible body passed through the cave where the altar was located, and came to a square full of formation patterns.

This square occupies nine tenths of the area of ​​the valley.

If a formation master came, he would fall into madness as long as he glanced at it.

Because even the simplest outer pattern is not lower than the second-order formation pattern.

And at the center of the circle.

The magical runes are looming and intertwined with each other, forming a shape that looks like a model of a human brain, shining brightly.

No. [-]'s cold eyes swept across the runic brain in front of him.

This is the body it created for itself by fusing the resources collected by the entire Blood Talisman Sect.

"let's start."

Body No. [-] slowly dissipated, turning into dots, and blending into the runic brain in front of him.

next moment.

Lines of energy are intertwined with each other.

Countless auras shone.

It seems that the nerves are involved and reacted, and they are manifested in a special appearance.

No. [-] only felt that his consciousness had entered a void space, soaring lightly, approaching an unknown place.

It was dizzy and vaguely felt uneasy.

It seems that he is no longer in the sky world.

"An error occurred."

"Start searching."

No. [-] subconsciously wanted to calculate the situation in front of him, what was going on.

Sudden.

Boom~
The empty space ahead trembled.

There is infinite brilliance shining, turning into an illusory river, passing through it, illuminating everything around it.

No. [-] was shocked to find out.

Surrounding him, there were actually more than a dozen figures that could not be seen clearly and were floating incomparably huge figures.

In contrast.

They have only one head, not as big as one of their fingers.

The dozen or so figures didn't pay any attention to the little one beside them.

They were very excited when they saw the river, and immediately turned into meteors, rushed towards the surging river like crazy, and finally melted into the river and became a part of it.

Above the river, small worlds of ups and downs also began to evolve.

One understands.

It's branding!

Those figures imprinted their own existence on the river!

That river is not easy!
No. [-] reacted, and immediately drove his head, desperately approaching the river.

But it's too weak.

Until the river passes through the area, the brilliance ceases.

No. [-] has not yet reached half the distance.

The river disappears.

Everything in front of me began to twist, shrink and collapse like noodles.

No. [-]'s consciousness, powerless to resist, fell into chaos.

When it woke up again, it found that it had returned to the valley, and everything it saw just now was like a nightmare.

But it knows that it is not an illusion, but something that actually happened.

It has just, unintentionally, entered another dimension.

Number One saved that scene in the deepest part of his data.

The most urgent task is to deal with inflammation!

No. [-]'s cold eyes flickered:

"Start searching."

"The search is completed, the calculation is improved, and it fits the Yuanshen Kingdom."

"Lock coordinates."

"Start to lead."

Accompanied by Directive No. [-].

In the valley, the formation was fully activated.

Just for a moment.

There are millions of low-grade spirit stones, all consumed.

Countless auras flickered and turned into a rainbow of light, heading towards the endless grassland and going away through the sky
At this time, on the sacred mountain, the spiritual flame has begun to appear illusory.

Yan, who was originally insane, was on the verge of dying, and finally reached the end of his life.

this moment.

Its consciousness regained its sobriety, and it transformed into a red-haired handsome young man, standing on the top of the sacred mountain, looking at the sea of ​​clouds under its feet, and fell into silence.

Under the sacred mountain, there are all his most powerful descendants.

They are all high-level barbarian cultivators with the strongest bloodlines among the barbarians.

Unfortunately, no one can carry his own spirit.

Are you about to reach the end of your life?
Yan couldn't tell what was going on in his heart at this moment.

Obviously everything was planned smoothly.

Seeing that after he has digested the background, he can refine Tiannan into his own inner world, become a world master, step into the long river of time and space, and enter the spirit world.

Never thought.

It was just because of taking away a descendant who shouldn't be taking away, everything turned into nothing.

Memories of tens of thousands of years are like meteors passing by.

Many unfamiliar faces appeared in Yan's mind.

There are enemies, there are friends, and there is also a female Rage God who I once admired but dare not approach.
They all withered and perished after the immortal way came to this small world. Instead, it was me, the originally inconspicuous little god, who survived until now because of the emperor.

"That's it."

"It's about to perish, so it's better to leave something for these descendants."

Yan shook his head and stretched out his finger, wanting to leave his divine kingdom to the many barbarian monks at the foot of the divine mountain.

The Kingdom of God is actually a different kind of secret realm.

And within its divine kingdom, there is a shadow, which must be of great help to those descendants whose lifespan is about to end.

at this time.

hum~
Above the nine heavens, the clouds turned into colorful colors.

A rainbow bridge pierces through the sky from the direction of Dagan, suspended for nine days.

This sudden change not only shocked many high-level barbarian cultivators at the foot of the mountain, but also shocked Yan at the top of the mountain.

under the gaze of the crowd.

A child, stepping on the rainbow light, took one step at a time, unexpectedly ignoring the spiritual flames around Yan, and appeared in front of Yan.

One big and one small, the two looked at each other.

When Yan saw the other person's face, his pupils shrank slightly, and finally he laughed loudly: "It's you, are you here to watch me die with your own eyes?"

One's eyes flashed with curiosity.

Is this the Rage God Flame?

A strange existence.

The flames of the soul around Yan are somewhat similar to the wonderful fluctuations that it discovered when observing the heaven and earth before, just like the incarnation of the heaven and earth.

It's a pity that the Yan in front of me has only one consciousness, but no body, otherwise I really want to catch it and study it.

Number one thought silently.

then.

Number One said something that made Yan dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)