Blood sacrifice of millions of zombies, I am a demon cultivator in the end times

The Soul-Falling Mirror landed on the Purple Mansion and hung high up, like a blue sun rising slowly on the horizon of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The blurry mirror surface was shrouded in yin and yang energy. At this moment, it came into contact with Zheng Yi's soul power. Endless soul power was absorbed by it, as if it had touched some origin, and brilliant blue light seeped out from the smooth mirror surface.

Suddenly, the light was brilliant.

"Om..."

At this moment, it seemed like the beginning of the world. A strange sound of the avenue sounded from the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, just like Pangu holding a giant axe and cutting open the chaotic shell, the jade sky was clear, and the chaos was divided.

The clear air rose, and the turbid air sank.

In the middle, Xuanhuang was born.

In the incense and fire realm, Zheng Yi stood quietly at the intersection of endless beliefs. He sat cross-legged, and the strong faith wrapped him up, making his body set off in the huge and vast realm of law, like a god or demon.

And he closed his eyes, the whole person fell into a mysterious state of chaos, and his consciousness sank into a state of indescribable wonder.

As the sound of the great way rang in his mind, the soul-falling divine light of the Soul-Falling Mirror swept across the entire ocean of consciousness, no less than the creation of the world, and set off a storm.

His face was calm, but his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was awakened by the morning bell and evening drum, and his consciousness began to bloom with endless dazzling white light.

"So that's it!"

"It's so..."

Zheng Yi laughed, and suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had seen through everything in the world and fell into some kind of wonder.

The Soul-Falling Mirror fell into the Purple Mansion, the first thought of the creation of the world.

This is the inheritance of the ancestor of the Divine Mind!

This is the true meaning of the divine consciousness.

It is different from the ordinary immortal cultivation method, another kind of secret method of constructing the world of consciousness.

It is precisely because of this subtlety that the ancestor of Shennian can stir up the turmoil in the Three Desolate Mountains with the power of one thought, slaughter countless sects, and even confront the top sects such as Taiyin Xuantian Sect.

One against three.

One for one at the limit, and a Jindan Zhenren was dragged to death together, and his Tao was destroyed and his body was destroyed.

All the saints and sages in ancient times were lonely, only Shennian left their names.

In fact, when Zheng Yi and his friends stepped into the small space and saw the plaque of the Shenji Hall for the first time, the three big characters containing the spiritual will of the ancestor of Shennian had already told them the true meaning of this method.

This is also the source of the word "Shennian" for the ancestor of Shennian.

At this moment, Zheng Yi was enlightened.

In the past thousand years, in addition to the ancestor of Shennian, with the help of the amplification of the Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror and the operation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Shennian Tianji Dafa, Zheng Yi is the second cultivator who has comprehended the subtlety of this method.

The profound foundation he had accumulated over the years and through the soul forging completely erupted at this moment, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Divine Thoughts Heavenly Strike Great Method and the Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror were like a key to unlock this profound accumulation.

A complete earth-shaking change, quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

This mysterious change is beyond the common sense of the ordinary world of immortal cultivation, and is a kind of strange encounter, or opportunity.

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even the Divine Thought Ancestor who left this thing a thousand years ago would find it difficult to imagine that one day, a thousand years later, a latecomer would actually inherit his mantle and essence in this way.

What he relied on was far more than Zheng Yi's own Taoism and accumulation, but more of the wisdom aura of the incense world and the super-circulation super brain master god that was constantly running.

The three-party construction, which is integrated with each other, created this miracle today.

It's like a small world erupting. In Zheng Yi's ocean of consciousness, deep in his mind, a wonderful evolution that cannot be described, interpreted, or copied is taking place.

Green light was continuously released, and the light of the Purple Mansion merged with the Soul-Falling Mirror in the sky.

The endless green tide pierced into the void like a sharp sword, piercing through the chaotic space, and expanding the chaotic nothingness around the ocean of consciousness little by little.

In the calm sea of ​​consciousness, surging green light continued to radiate outward, the cold light intertwined, and the surging mysterious power covered it, pouring out, shaking the entire sea of ​​consciousness upside down.

It must be said that the energy contained in this Soul-Falling Mirror is really too huge. This is the treasure of the origin of the soul.

Different from other magic weapons.

For ordinary cultivators, even if they are cultivators in the Jindan stage, if they only talk about power, they may not be comparable to some precious magic weapon embryos.

But if this item falls into the hands of a cultivator who has a clear advantage in soul and is proficient in cultivating the origin of consciousness, then the power and effect it exerts on itself are no less than the magic treasures of some major sects.

In fact, this item has a more important role for Zheng Yi.

With the help of the Soul-Falling Treasure Realm, his soul began to pass the most dangerous divergence period, triggering a quantitative change and a step-by-step surge.

This item is worthy of being the most important core inheritance treasure of the Shennian Ancestor.

It is far more important than the Five Fire Stone Banner and the Absolute Dragon Silver Horn.

The aftermath of the vibrating energy began to spread, releasing a monstrous wave of air. The terrible waves were like a storm, constantly impacting the edge of chaos.

That kind of invisible spiritual power began to gather, tearing apart the original darkness, slapping the barrier of the origin of the sea of ​​consciousness, and continuously expanding the space of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zheng Yi closed his eyes at this moment, sitting cross-legged in the void, a vast sun gathered behind him, that was the condensation of endless faith power, began to consume violently, and the invisible driving force generated prompted the super brain master god to calculate frantically.

He fell into a state of self-protection cultivation.

For ordinary cultivators, although this Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror is also rare and precious, it can only be regarded as an ordinary treasure at best.

But at this moment, where are Zheng Yi and his friends?

It is the original place where endless faiths gather and the incense world is born.

As the master of the origin, Zheng Yi exists above the will of the incense world. With one thought, he incarnates the heavenly way of the world and mobilizes the faith of the people in the endless Fengdu country.

It is like a small origin singularity compressed to the extreme, which immediately produces a chain reaction when it encounters the invisible energy that can fission.

The terrible impact brought by the Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror entering his origin sea of ​​consciousness has driven the power of the soul far beyond his own, and a mysterious rule vibration has occurred in his body.

Even ordinary cultivators, even if they have great soul suppression, cannot withstand the impact and aftermath of such a soul shock.

After all, in the ocean of consciousness, even if there is purple palace suppression, it is also the origin of the soul, and it is the most vulnerable and sensitive area of ​​the cultivator's body.

A single hair can move the whole body.

A slight omission will result in the destruction of the Tao.

But Zheng Yi happened to be in his own Dharma Realm, and the entire incense Dharma Realm was like a huge mother's womb, with a constant supply of nutrients.

Zheng Yi here is like a swaddled baby in the mother's womb.

Even if the sea of ​​consciousness is turned upside down and split into millions of pieces, it will be nourished and restored by the continuous mysterious faith, and always maintain this line of balance.

And he entered the Tao in a self-protective state. In this state, the sea of ​​consciousness quietly underwent a huge change.

And the Super Brain Lord God used the power of the entire Dharma Realm to analyze the variables of thousands of evolutions, and finally all the variable lines merged into one, pointing to a unified and converging torrent.

It was like thousands of streams converged and finally rushed into the sea.

This sea is the sea of ​​consciousness.

…

Rumble!

In the sky of the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge energy like a blue cloud enveloped the sky, and the Purple Palace stood above the endless nothingness, suppressing the entire source of consciousness.

Below was the surging power of the soul, and waves of surging waves overlapped each other, rushing higher and higher. Under the impact of the invisible mysterious energy, it continued to rush towards the sky and finally boiled.

Just when the huge blue energy boiled to its peak in the depths of the ocean of consciousness, the Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror slowly descended, and finally hung down a line, like a golden crow falling to the west, and gradually merged into the Purple Palace.

The powerful soul-falling light wrapped in the chaotic air gradually entered the interior of the Purple Palace.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Like the morning bell and evening drum, the first long sound was struck.

The world was quiet, the surging blue waves directly subsided, and the terrible energy fluctuations rolled up thousands of feet of waves.

Suddenly, above the void that was in some kind of balance, the vibrating space quietly spread a mysterious ripple, bringing up a surging light, and at this moment, everything stopped.

A strange sound echoed between heaven and earth, but it was seen that with the integration of the Soul-Falling Mirror into the Purple Mansion, the originally towering Purple Mansion seemed to be supplemented and supported by more huge energy, and its height increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seemed to grow into a towering tower, more like a towering tree supporting the ocean of consciousness.

Originally it was a three-story tower, which represented the origin of Zheng Yi's soul.

At this moment, it can be clearly seen that the towers are taking shape layer by layer, and in the ever-moving purple light, the Yin-Yang Mirror floats and sinks, and three more layers are added on top, and it suddenly becomes a six-story tower, and the height is directly increased by more than double.

In an instant, the taller and more upright Purple Mansion became the center of this space.

The vibrating soul power, under the strengthening of the green light, became more condensed and powerful.

In the sight, long, huge energy tentacles made of green energy suddenly spread out between heaven and earth. This is the natural evolution of the power of the soul. The huge tentacles slapped in all directions.

If that situation happened in the outside world, it would definitely be a scene of destroying the world.

But if it happened in the ocean of consciousness, it would be a huge change in the consciousness of the self.

One thought brings all things to life, and one thought brings the world to fall.

One thought clarifies the jade sky, and one thought breaks the chaos.

Just like the terrible world-destroying beast descending, with an endless breath of destruction, the power of the soul quickly evolved into an octopus-like scene due to disordered expansion, as if it wanted to pull everything into the abyss and completely destroy the entire space.

The giant green tentacles continued to stretch and slap, stirring up the wind and clouds, and huge cracks were torn between heaven and earth.

The surging storm rushed outward again quickly, and the chaotic space around began to dilute in a range visible to the naked eye, gradually revealing a farther range.

The space of the sea of ​​consciousness was expanding outward with difficulty and stability, evolving.

Huge green tentacles emerged one by one, and the center of the purple mansion continued to extend outward. The green light reflected and increased, as if it had opened up huge tentacles, like a crazy swinging octopus, wreaking havoc on the entire space.

While tearing open a larger sea of ​​consciousness, under the blessing of the surging green energy, the purple mansion above the sea of ​​consciousness quickly expanded and spread to the higher void.

Correspondingly, the soul power in the Purple Mansion extended more huge tentacles, spreading to the surrounding space, as if to completely fill the entire virtual world of consciousness.

The world of the sea of ​​consciousness was constantly healing and reshaping.

Under the ravages of the powerful blue energy condensed by the Soul-Falling Mirror, it expanded violently in an uncontrollable direction.

Zheng Yi's body was wrapped in a huge dazzling white light, floating and sinking in the chaos of nothingness.

Around him, the small five-element Yin-Yang Dao fetus automatically operated.

Yin-Yang Qi was automatically generated, lingering around his limbs and bones, and the five-element particle storm filled his surroundings, turning into some kind of strange zone.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he had fallen into a state of ignorance.

No one knew that at this moment, in his ocean of consciousness, a mysterious scene as if the world was created and chaos was repeated occurred.

Chaos evolves endlessly, and time and space are unified into a torrent.

At this moment, time seemed to be at a standstill in this world of incense and fantasy.

The changes in the outside world at every moment could not be reflected here, and it was more like a state of stagnation in time and space.

Only Zheng Yi's consciousness space, because of the continuous expansion, prevented his self-consciousness from sinking and could perceive the flow of time.

One day, two days, three days...

Ten days, twenty days, thirty days...

Two months, four months, six months...

Zheng Yi's consciousness was in an extremely mysterious state, seemingly in a chaotic state, trapped in the drunken way, accepting the soul enhancement like enlightenment.

But on the other hand, he could clearly perceive the passage of time.

It's just that in this passage, there is no loneliness in space, and no human emotions, but it's like a high and another level of mechanical operation or ruthless way.

Sit and watch the wind and clouds rise, everything is clouds.

If you need an accurate word.

Then, it's the four words of Tai Shang Wang Qing.

Seeing everything as a gray dog, Wuji becomes Taiji.

…

Just when Zheng Yi was immersed in this state, his consciousness was completely integrated with the illusory Dharma Realm.

As if he had transformed into the Way of Heaven, integrated into the lofty Purple Palace in the sea of ​​consciousness, and gradually integrated with the Soul-Falling Treasure Mirror that was constantly surrounded by the Soul-Falling Divine Light, and was immersed in this state.

Suddenly, in the outside world, his body slightly touched a trace of eyelashes.

The powerful feedback of the rule power came from the final result of the endless operation and calculation of the Super Brain Lord, and finally fed back to Zheng Yi's body.