full-time meditation

Chapter 760
In the sky above the burial place of the gods, people's shadows gather, and in the four worlds of immortals, demons, and ghosts, countless powerful people gather here, creating an unprecedented grand occasion.

There is no other reason. For the first time in countless years, such a strong change occurred in the place of the burial of the gods. People in the four realms realized that something big was about to happen.

At this time, the giant coffin that crossed the star field was floating in the air, and it was pulled up abruptly, and there were strong silver rays of light shining on it, bright and dazzling.

However, the bright silver light that covered many star fields was directly ignored by the crowd above the God Burial Ground. Roaring up to the sky, as if they had survived, so many divine beasts, if they were really revived and left the giant coffin, those waiting for the four worlds would be destroyed.

These divine beasts are too many and too powerful. If the divine beasts in any area go out, they are enough to sweep away the powerhouses of the four realms of immortals, demons, ghosts, and the underworld. How can the crowd not feel trembling.

I saw strands of fiery and cyan threads flowing on these divine beasts. If you look carefully, you can find that these fiery and cyan threads are actually blood, blood that contains extremely huge energy, the blood of divine beasts.

Of course, in addition to the blood, there is also a special meaning in it. Whenever it comes into contact with the divine beast on the giant coffin, the divine beast will be revived, and blood will also flow out from the revived divine beast, following the color of the fire. Together with the cyan blood thread, it continued to flow, and finally connected all the beasts in the entire God Burial Ground together.

Between the fire color and the blue blood, there are countless other blood threads with extremely powerful energy floating, making the entire place of the burial of the gods covered with endless brilliance of various colors, even if they are separated by countless miles, they can be seen Of course, you can also feel the surging energy contained in this glow, which is powerful enough to overwhelm the sky.

Aotian Wuji, Konghuang and other giants of the fairy world stood together, watching the scene in the place of the gods with cold eyes. Emperor Fenglin and Immortal Emperor Lingyun were also here, and they were trapped for a long time. With help, they managed to open a gap in the sky prisoner with difficulty, escaped, and then rushed to the place of divine burial together.

"Has he come here?" Aotian Wuji's face was very gloomy. Last time, the five great emperors of the fairy world dispatched together, and they were bound to win against Ye Feng. , Let Ye Feng proudly escape their pursuit.

Afterwards, Ye Feng appeared in the Immortal Realm. He still didn't grasp this opportunity. The ancient artifact turned into a heavenly prisoner, trapped Emperor Fenglin and Immortal Emperor Lingyun, and let Ye Feng escape to the place of divine burial. This, completely It exceeded Aotian Wuji's expectation.

"It should be him." Emperor Kong replied, his face was also very cold, and he was the most sensitive to space, but he clearly found that these fiery and blue silk threads, carrying endless blood of divine beasts, kept turning, They circulated throughout the burial grounds of the gods, but there was only one center of them, the center of the burial grounds of the gods, where the old ghost was.

In the center of the burial place, where the ancient gods are, Ye Feng in front of him has his eyes tightly closed. Beside Ye Feng are the two monsters Suzaku and Kui Niu. The fiery and blue blood threads are just around the corner. It flowed out from their bodies, but at the same time, there were also endless threads of blood entering their bodies, awakening their blood, and making the aura of the two monsters continuously rise.

At this time, Ye Feng's body seemed to be flickering with a mass of light, flickering, and the blood of the beast kept gathering in his body, stimulating his body and making Ye Feng tremble constantly. The blood on his body was all hot and boiling, and there were actually billowing heat waves seeping out of his body, and traces of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng didn't care about the changes in his body at all, because at this time, what appeared in his mind was a world, the fairy world, the demon world, and the demon world. His spiritual consciousness, following the guidance of the ancient god, was attached to that body In terms of the strands of world power, Ye Feng did not expect that his spiritual consciousness would cover the three realms, but the underworld was no longer covered by his spiritual consciousness.

In these three realms, some people are sleeping and eating, some people are killing people and seizing treasures, and some people are having fun. The whole world turned into a picture and appeared in Ye Feng's mind. All of them entered Ye Feng's field of vision, and his state of mind was constantly changing.

At the beginning, Ye Feng would feel angry when he saw the treacherous and evil people doing things that would destroy all conscience, and he would smile when he saw the warm scenes. However, later, Ye Feng got used to the beauty and ugliness of the world. He couldn't let his heart get too excited, and his whole body, like still water, was peaceful, and his state of mind reached an extremely stable state.

However, later, when Ye Feng saw the villain acting fiercely, he would even use his spiritual knowledge to kill him. He felt empathy and was extremely angry. Ye Feng at this time is similar to the initial state, but it is not the same. This is returning to the basics. Ye Feng's state of mind has entered another realm, fitting into the world, blending into the world, as if he is a small part of the world, not A bystander, and in this process, he is also groping for his own view of the world and the way of his heart. In this process, it is Ye Feng's process of seeking the true self and constantly breaking through himself.

One year, three years, ten years, and one hundred years pass with a snap of the fingers.

The place of the burial of the gods is still trembling, and there are only a lot more people in the sky than before. These powerful monks have no concept of time at all. A hundred years is really too short. Occasionally lie down and take a nap, and it may pass For thousands of years.

At this time, Aotian Wuji and Konghuang looked at each other, with a look of impatience on their faces, and nodded.

Emperor Kong waved his palm, and suddenly, eighty-one thousand yellow talisman seals appeared in the void, and in the center of these talisman seals, there was a huge copper bell that made a trembling sound. Inside, The aura that emanates has very strong spatial fluctuations.

Aotian Wuji's mind moved slightly, countless beams of stars descended on the [-] talisman seals, and the bright brilliance flickered on, and an illusory figure appeared on each talisman. Dead souls, these dead souls are all dressed in purple robes with sharp eyes.

"The people in the Wuji Star Palace are all dead souls. The rumored powerful and vast Star Palace is just a place to accommodate dead souls." The Emperor Huangquan looked at the [-] dead souls that appeared, and said coldly A sound, with a hint of sarcasm in the voice.

When countless people in the void heard these words, there was a strange look on their faces. The Promise Star Palace is actually a place to house the souls of the dead?

Eighty-one thousand souls of the dead, both hands imprinted at the same time, the talisman seals burst, and the mourning sound rang out from the copper bell. Going away in the distance, everyone stared blankly at this shocking scene. The copper bell was an ancient artifact, and Konghuang and Aotian Wuji joined forces to seal the entire surrounding area of ​​the Shenburial.

(End of this chapter)