The center of the field is planning a dense array of strange formations, and each node is like a leaf on a huge tree, condensed into complete catkin leaves.

There were layers of light spots condensing on the pupal leaves. Su Yan was so familiar with the light spot. It was this kind of light that flew out of the ice sculpture human body before.

On the outside, there are many people gathered, almost half of them have one to two star dots between their eyebrows.

There was a row of people standing in front, with their eyebrows not star dots, but moon patterns. There were four at most and one at least.

One of the old men with four moons on his forehead waved to see Su Yan and his brothers coming, and they waved to him.

"Have you met Master!"

The old man in front of him was Yan Chi and Han Jin's master Taoist Yang Qiu, an April Lord God.

Some people next to him began to praise Yang Qiu Taoist's two apprentices, such as talent, outstanding talent, and suave words.

Under the introduction of Taoist Yang Qiu, the two even paid homage to many moon gods. Finally, Su Yan, Yan Chi, and the more than 500 people entered the center of the field, sat cross-legged and experienced the apocalypse together.

The so-called apocalypse is to use the unique things here, that is, those medicinal powers, to allow you to condense your own divine nature.

Once the divine character is formed, you will be a true master god. The number of star dots on your eyebrows in the future will be the embodiment of the energy contained in your divine character.

From one star to nine stars, it is the ultimate!

In a daze, the formation was activated, and there seemed to be a voice telling him how to condense his divine character step by step, create a stubborn stone out of nothing, and then to temper his divine character through thousands of times, and finally realize the world and condense life.

This feeling is mysterious and hard to describe, but it is real. He uses the green medicinal power to constantly involve threads and slowly gather.

This process is very slow, but it is very fast. When the first silk thread is condensed, he relies on his instinct to enjoy drawing the second and third...

In the middle of the field, people kept sweating from their foreheads, and then they vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted. Then someone quietly entered and carried them out for treatment.

The number of people continued to decrease. When Han Jin, who was outside the field, saw Su Yan's ease, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had always told his junior brother not to be nervous before, but in fact he was nervous than anyone else.

Now that he saw him like this, he looked at the master who was talking to others and felt very at ease.

It seems that the master is full of confidence in the junior brother.

Time passed by minute by minute, and ten days passed in a flash. The original five hundred Apocalypse boys on the field are now less than thirty people left.

At this time, a star point of nothingness and unstableness had condensed between Su Yan's eyebrows, and a halo behind him was faintly flashing.

Ten days passed, and only six of the original thirty people were left. These six people had already succeeded in apocalypse and entered the end.

The star dots between their eyebrows have been completely condensed, which makes some people excited, but it also shows how difficult it is to condense the divine nature.

Until Su Yan was the first to open his eyes, his eyes were bright and his huge breath came out, and a huge illusion suddenly appeared behind him. That would be his outer body.

After taking over his magical powers, Han Jin ran into the venue with a smile to celebrate Su Yan. Taoist Yang Qiu nodded with relief, and there were another congratulations around him.

Su Yan was also happy. Although he didn't know whether he was Yan Chi or what he was, he looked at the slowly rotating black divine figure in his body, and was filled with surprise.

This is the divine character he condensed through himself.

He touched a star on his forehead and jumped happily. Daokong kept praising Su Yan's talent. He invited him to have a meal in the evening.

Taoist Yang Qiu walked slowly, then touched Su Yan's forehead and whispered: "Good look!"

Su Yan looked embarrassed and looked at the center of the field. The other people stood up excitedly to verify their breakthrough.

At this moment, a buzzing sound in the sky sounded. Su Yan raised his head and saw a black dot in the distance constantly approaching until it reached the top of everyone's heads in just a few breaths.

It was an angel who covered his eyes with a black cloth. He waved three pairs of huge white wings behind him and was wearing a dress. The skirt was wrapped in delicate patterns, and a pair of crystal clear feet were slightly exposed below, and there were even a pair of golden copper rings on his feet.

This is a six-winged seraph!

"I've seen the guards!" Everyone knelt down one by one, full of respect. Han Jin looked obsessed with a look of obsession. He was pulled by Lord Yang Qiu before kneeling down.

Su Yan could no longer hear what the six-winged seraphic angel from the Duke Jun said, because everything around him was quickly retreating.

Until his body trembled violently, he exhaled rapidly and opened his eyes.

He sat cross-legged on a stone, covered in sweat, looking around. There was neither Yuming City nor Han Jinyang Qiu Taoist or even Nanhuangtong.

He is the only one!

"Is it a dream?" He murmured to himself, wiped the sweat from his head.

Before he knew it, he actually walked through the scene of Yan Chi's apocalypse. Was it his divine character or the trick that Qingyang here made?

but……

Su Yan lowered his head again, his spiritual sense entered his body, and frowned at the slowly rotating black divine figure.

Did you do something wrong yourself?

On the other side, Nan Huang Tong transformed into Daokong, and practiced with Master Yang Qiu for the first time, and then broke through. Finally, Master accepted another disciple and named him Yan Chi.

Yan Chi is a little stupid and is often bullied by herself...

"What are you doing?" An Mo lay on the ground, looked at the two people below and asked Xiang Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled and said, "Give them a choice. After all, the medicine man on the entire mountain can only step on the path of the Lord God. On this sixth floor, I gave them a choice."

"Select? What choice?" An Mo said strangely.

Qingyang shook his head: "Shaofujun looked at it, but he just didn't know how courageous they were. Do you dare to try it? Of course, it was more of Su Yan. His decision was the greatest and full of adventure. This was the last test I gave him!"

"Pretending to be a ghost, if you don't say it, I can guess it!" An Mo said with a little displeasure.

Qingyang smiled bitterly, and for a moment of silence, but he stopped his eyes on Su Yan.

What would he do?

Su Yan frowned and thought, and Nan Huangtong on the other side gradually woke up. He seemed to have experienced part of a person's life. At this moment, he also frowned, looking at the divine nature that had been condensed in his body.

This is condensed by oneself, but what he experienced is different from this.
Chapter completed!