Chapter 1147: Someone lives and some dies.

A valley full of flowers.

Shi Yan's body fell among the crushed branches and petals, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was sleeping, and his face showed a peaceful and relaxed expression, as if he was in the most beautiful dream.

Flowers with strong fragrance dripped from the buds, and the water droplets reflected his body, and a wonderful change suddenly took place...

The figures that reflected in the water drop suddenly emerged from the water droplets, just like his soul that was unreal in the dream, taking shape in a series of figures that were completely consistent with him, quietly flying away from his soul altar and fluttering in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Shi Yan, whose mind is clear and clean, feels like an invasion of borers in his heart, and the stinging sensation of needles comes from his mind.

His experience of the huge vortex suddenly stopped. His eyes opened, and he found that there were his figures floating in the sea of ​​consciousness. Those figures were moving in his sea of ​​consciousness. They suddenly saw that they were himself, but they could not communicate with him at all.

Like a fantasy shadow.

Shadows flew over his sea of ​​consciousness. His calm sea of ​​consciousness suddenly stirred up storms. Widths of spiritual consciousness became uncontrollable, and they were grabbed and pulled by the figures and poured into the figures.

The stone rock suddenly felt creepy.

Those figures that were like illusions seemed to occupy his soul, hollow out his sea of ​​consciousness, and turn him into a body without any soul energy!

He had a fear that his spirit was quickly seized.

As his thoughts changed, he tried to activate the soul altar and tried to use mystery to strangle and destroy the figures. Suddenly, he was shocked.

In his soul altar, in the mystery layer, the sky fire area, the black hole, and even next to the main soul and the secondary soul, the phantoms appeared. The phantoms were like him, but they had the aura of the essence of plants and trees, and in a domineering attitude of an invader, they wanted to forcibly squeeze his consciousness out.

This grass and tree spirit actually wants to seize the dominance of his soul, control his divine body, and occupy everything he has!

He changed his color in horror.

"Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Countless dying consciousnesses were shaking in his mind like thunderstorms. Those consciousnesses came from phantoms and were invading him spiritually.

His mind was bombarded endlessly, as if he was being scolded by hundreds of millions of people, asking his mind to collapse, let his spirit disintegrate, let his soul escape from the body of God, and let the altar hand over ownership.

Countless bright flowers and branches beside him were swaying and cheering, as if cooperating with the billions of consciousness in his mind, he wanted to give up on his own initiative, so that he could only become a ghost without entity and lose his body forever.

"court death!"

The tenacious thoughts persisted stubbornly, and the sound of shouts came from his soul. His soul altar was restrained, but suddenly the power of the acupoints appeared with a flash of inspiration.

The seven hundred and twenty acupoints were like an alternative world, in which the vortex rolled and suddenly poured into the surging negative fluctuations, containing all kinds of horrible thoughts of bloodthirsty killing, destruction, despair, madness, resentment, and those negative forces were like flooding evil oceans, which immediately immersed his whole body.

In the soul altar, the black hole was suddenly activated, and the devouring mystery suddenly came from the terrifying absorption power.

Countless tiny and faint thoughts of fear and despair grew in his mind. The figures that secretly invaded his mind struggled, as if they had discovered great terror, and wanted to retreat immediately, eager to escape from his divine body.

The various negative forces that emerged from his acupoints were like condensed into a layer of keratinous flesh membrane, wrapping his whole body.

Those figures that were exactly the same as him could not penetrate the membrane and were bound by force. They could only be heard in fear in his mind and wanted him to forgive...

Huh!

The giant whale absorbed water, and figures that looked the same as him turned into pieces of essence and were swallowed into black holes, and were quickly swallowed. (　　)

All the distracting thoughts disappeared instantly, and the altar resumed operation. His spirit was shocked. Suddenly, he felt as if he had taken a wonderful tonic potion, and he felt refreshed and cleansed. This feeling was very similar to the soul impurities that had been cleaned up back then, and it was like the soul was greatly replenished.

A trace of grass and wood essence suddenly flew out from the black hole, as if bits of nectar penetrated into the soul altar, and his soul altar seemed to have suddenly become clean.

He calmed down and suddenly focused his attention outside his body, and suddenly he looked shocked.

The withered flowers and plants stretched for hundreds of miles. He was in the middle of the dead branches of the flowers and plants. He could not see a flower that still smelled fragrant. This made him stunned for a moment, and thought about it secretly before he could vaguely realize it.

The figures that invaded his mind were nourished by the spirit of plants and trees here and the flowers and plants that had been heard through the thousands of years of heaven and earth energy, and gradually opened up a trace of wisdom and had the idea of ​​further evolution and transformation.

They know that the bodies of plants and trees cannot bear their thoughts and cannot bring them new life, so they will urgently and strongly seek better carriers.

Obviously, his sudden arrival gave those vegetarians hope. While he was experiencing the wonder of the vortex, he quietly penetrated his soul and disturbed his soul altar in a special way, almost successfully defeating the host.

If the negative forces in his acupoints were not evil and strange, and suddenly the black hole showed a wonderful appearance, perhaps his main soul would have been driven out and condensed by the grass and trees spirits on the top of his altar into a new life form. Based on his divine body, the grass and trees spirits were used as the soul, and the grass and trees spirits were used as the soul, and they would become a new race.

Looking at the dead flowers and plants that stretched for hundreds of miles, he thought quietly for a while, and his eyes stared at the sacred mountain that stood in the distance.

His brows suddenly frowned, and he found that his spiritual sense was wandering out, as if he was moving in the fog, and he could not sense the fluctuations around him and could not see any abnormalities.

Here, his wonderful special features seem to have failed again.

He felt a little...

He felt that the huge and majestic sacred mountain was as if he was looking at him coldly, like a god despising the weak ant, ruthlessly circulating the secrets of the rules of heaven and earth, and toughly demanding that any creature move in its direction and laws, and no one is allowed to violate it or change it!

This was a sense of no reason, and even made him feel ridiculous, but it was real and not false at all.

He remembered what Shang Chen said...

"Wild" has intelligence and life consciousness, and is a life structure that is different from all species. It exists since the beginning of the world, affecting the vast universe in its unique way, and is the most magical existence in the universe. No one can influence it, only it can influence others...

Shi Yan looked at the sacred mountain, realized the strange feeling, and suddenly believed Shang Chen's words.

——Wild is not only an ancient continent, but also a special life. It has its own consciousness and ideas!

Having affirmed this, he suddenly looked at the sacred mountain in awe, hesitated for a moment, and sat down among the dead flowers and plants all over the ground. With a touch of the magical empty ring, he took out the colorful ghost spirit flowers. The deputy soul appeared from his pupils and suddenly wrapped the crystal that sealed the colorful ghost spirit flowers...

The ability of the colorful ghost flowers to fuse the original flame is crucial for those who possess the heavenly fire, and can greatly increase the degree of fusion of the original flame in the secondary soul.

His secondary soul was originally composed of ten kinds of heavenly fires. At the source of mystery, he fused the earth-center fire, the purgatory true fire and the vermilion Bird true fire with the same attributes into one.

Now there are eight kinds of heavenly fires in the secondary soul that have not been truly integrated. On the day he saw Audrey, he knew that the degree of heavenly fire fusion of Audrey's secondary soul was higher than that of him, and also knew that the wonderful connection between the secondary soul and the divine grace continent may be related to the degree of heavenly fire fusion.

Therefore, when he found that he was temporarily stable and would not be disturbed soon, he did not think much about the strangeness in the center of the ancient continent, but regarded the degree of fusion of the secondary soul source as the most important thing.

He is trying to merge new flames with different attributes with colorful ghost flowers.

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At a corner of the edge of the central area, in an unbearable hot desert area, two graceful figures were wet and tightly clenched against their bodies, walking on a strange rock piled up by sand and stone in the desert.

The yellow sand is like a red soldering iron, hot and hot. They must use their divine power to form an energy light curtain on their feet to offset the amazing heat. In front of them, they can vaguely see the continuous mountains and the majestic sacred mountains among the mountains.

However, they had been walking for a long time, but they could not penetrate the desert. The mountains ahead were clearly visible, but they just gave them a sense of despair that was out of reach.

This is Cecilia and Shang Yingyue.

A crater.

The magma gushed violently, releasing horrific Mars, and the turbulent waves and fluctuated continuously.

Sha Ling, Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai were in the water of the Flame Lacta Pond, struggling in pain, trying to climb out of the Lacta Pond and rush out of the crater, they were also swept by vortex and fell directly into the boiling Lacta Pond. The high temperature here would melt the other one at the same time as them.

The man died tragically before falling into the magma pool because he neglected not to condense into an energy shield with his divine power.

In the Sensen Glacier, Wu Feng, Mo Yun and others turned into ice sculptures and became living fossils in the glacier. Their gods' bodies came from their aura, as if they were rushing to get out of their state of ice sculptures.

In an area swept by hurricanes, Mia and Yoman swung their bodies in a mess, never standing firmly. There were bloody wounds on their bodies, as if they were cut by wind blades, and they were also struggling in pain.

At the foot of the mountain, many lakes, pools, desert glaciers, warriors who came from the island, Hege, Phelp, Audrey, Mia, Cangshan and others, were all in different troubles and dangerous places as soon as they came over, and they were all struggling to survive.

Some people have already died tragically.

Some people gradually find the direction and can get out of trouble soon.

There are also some people who not only escaped early, but also gained benefits. They are practicing with peace of mind and moving step by step towards a new level of power.

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