Beautiful CEO's Supreme Bodyguard

Suddenly, the other party's divine consciousness is like an electric drill, which is crazy to enter from ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge. Once his divine consciousness is successfully entered into his own sea of knowledge, ye Pengfei's consciousness and mind will be completely controlled by him.

However, after all, ye Pengfei is the son of heaven. How can his knowledge of the sea be controlled by such a small spiritual cultivation.

"For millions of years in the history of mythology, how many immortal emperors have been waiting for my appearance and would rather sacrifice themselves. You, a little soul, can't practice Taoism for 800 years. You are trying to enter my sea of knowledge. You really don't know how to live or die!"

Ye Pengfei did not take the initiative to resist the invasion of the other party's divine sense, but gave a sneer to convey his voice with divine sense.

When the other party heard the words, he still thought that ye Pengfei was deliberately bluffing himself. He had never heard of the existence of Immortal Emperor in the world.

He gave a cold drink and said, "hum, arrogance!"

However, as soon as his voice fell, those who had just succeeded in invading Ye Pengfei's knowledge of the sea immediately turned into a sharp pain, as if they had been stabbed by countless steel needles.

The divine consciousness comes from the spirit. The injury of the divine consciousness is equal to the direct injury to the spirit. The spirit is different from the physical body. Once injured, the degree of pain is heavier than that of the physical body, and it is more difficult to recover, or even leave a wound that can never be repaired.

In the dark, Shen Gong's translucent body suddenly shocked. He was shocked. He couldn't understand what was in Ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge, which could damage his divine consciousness.

Although he didn't understand, master Shen finally realized that what ye Pengfei had just said was true. He wanted to take back his divine consciousness, but found that he could not take back the divine consciousness that he had invaded into Ye Pengfei's sea. It was like falling into a cage and being forcibly confined in Ye Pengfei's sea of consciousness.

"Hum Do you want to come and go? "

An old voice came from ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge. When master Shen heard the voice, he was shocked again. He was a little flustered and uncertain, and said, "you, who are you?"

"If the old Taoist doesn't change his name, he won't change his surname. So is Hongjun." The old voice whispered with a smile.

This time, after hearing the speech, master Shen's body trembled even more. He was shocked and said, "you You are the ancestor of Hongjun, the first immortal in heaven. How can that be possible? "

But Hongjun didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he said with a smile, "Lao Dao, I almost can't wake up again because Yuanshen consumed drama before. Xiaohunxiu, today Laodao can wake up temporarily. Thank you, Shenhun."

Hongjun's voice was very calm, and there seemed to be no emotional ups and downs. However, when he heard this voice in the ears of master Shen Gong, it felt like the call of the region, and told him to be creepy.

Before Shen Gong had any reaction, he suddenly felt that his divine consciousness was like a flood breaking a dike, pouring towards Ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge.

Shen Gongguo was shocked and wanted to control his own divine consciousness. However, he was surprised to find that his own divine consciousness was not his own, not control at all.

Without a minute's lapse of divine consciousness, the translucent nihilistic body of master Shen Gong faded for a minute. In just a moment, his body had lost a circle, and at the same time, the light on his body became extremely dim, just like a candle in the wind, almost dying out.

"No, no! Mr. Hongjun, stop... "

Master Shen panicked. He was so proud that he begged for mercy.

He regrets it now. He did not expect that there was a residual spirit of Hongjun in Ye Pengfei's knowledge of the sea. We should know that this residual spirit must absorb the power of other people's spirits before it can recover. His divine sense rashly invades Ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge, which is equivalent to sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and is actively sent food by Hongjun's ancestors who are sleeping in Ye Pengfei's sea of knowledge.

"Stop? Hehe, little soul cultivation, you major in spirit. For me, you are a great tonic. Lao Dao, I haven't seen many soul cultivation like you in my life. How can I let you go. Give up all your spirits. "

Hongjun was not moved, and absorbed the power of Shengong's spirit crazily.

Master Shen felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he was losing weight again. He complained endlessly. If he continued to do so, his whole body would be absorbed by Hongjun's ancestors, and there would be no residue left.

His body is different from that of ordinary people, but he lives in the world in a state of nothingness, which is even more strange than the first autopsy Xianji Changshu.

When Hongjun absorbed the power of his spirit, it was like eating his flesh and blood, which made him miserable.

However, although he knew that he was afraid, he couldn't think of any way to stop him. He could only watch him gnawing at him. He had experienced a lot of pain in the past 800 years, and then cultivated the spirit body.

Because of the loss of the support of Shengong's divine consciousness, the dark nightmare field around him was broken in an instant, and the heaven and earth was restored to light.

Xiao Ruxue, Feng Canyue, the ancestor of the blood devil, Xiao Feng and many other people who were controlled by the nightmare field before also woke up after the nightmare field disappeared."What did I go through just now? It's like I'm in a terrible dream. " After Xiao Ruxue wakes up, his face is very pale, surprised.

"Me too. I just dreamed of Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng..."

Wind Wanyue's face is also pale. She looks down at Xiaofeng in her arms, only to find that Xiaofeng is awake at the moment, also looking at herself.

"Xiaofeng, how are you?" Wind Wanyue asked with concern.

"Mom, I just dreamt about mom and Dad, and auntie, er Niang and San Niang. You don't want Xiaofeng any more..."

Xiaofeng "wow" cry out, small hand tightly grasp wind Wanyue sleeve, cry very sad.

"It is estimated that all of us here just now have fallen into our own nightmare because of the magic power of others. That's why we have such a terrible dream."

Song Yurou frowned. She is a little better, usually calm as water, she rarely has too intense emotions, so the nightmare in her heart is not too terrible.

"It is this man who laid the nightmare field."

The voice of the blood devil came.

People smell speech to turn head to see, this see immediately by the scene in front of a jump.

Not far away from myself, a figure like a ghost appeared, which was translucent and void, just like a ghost.

And this ghost, at the moment, is being pulled and torn by some terrible suction, and its body shrinks a little bit.

"Master Shengong, this is the horrible existence that even the ancestors of Mohism, Xijia and jiexinglou should treat respectfully. Now, it's so ravaged. "