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Chapter 692 Confrontation of Consciousness

Yun Huaying seemed to have not heard it, and she became faintly excited. Any woman who knows the function of the holy spring will definitely go crazy for it. This pool of holy spring in front of her will definitely make her reborn. It is said that it can stay youthful and keep her vitality forever.

!

After four or five seconds, Yun Huaying walked towards the Holy Spring Pool.

Several maids came forward and began to take off her clothes and accessories, take off her golden laurel crown, and take off her strappy sandals. Then the maids swarmed back and closed the door. Only the shadow of clouds and flowers that rivaled the goddess was left in the hall.

The body carved from beautiful jade was submerged in the pool water, reflecting the sparkling light.

At the same time, outside the church, as the Pope raised his scepter, 45,000 believers uniformly knelt in the direction of the church and began to pray. Along with Lang Lang's biblical prayers, tens of thousands of noisy voices gradually gathered

, frequency, tone, etc. are all surprisingly consistent.

With the square as the center, the sounds of prayer converged into one and spread out in all directions.

It was as if there was a god in the void, singing solemnly.

The tall statue of the god gathered white light under the scorching sun, and faintly reflected a beam of light, which sank into the church tower and then circulated. The whole body of the statue in front of the holy spring pool was like a short-circuited incandescent lamp, which began to flicker.

The sound of chanting faintly appeared on the holy spring pool, majestic and decisive, and penetrated directly into people's hearts.

In the middle of the pool, Yun Huaying is immersed in the strange power of the holy spring to cleanse her body and mind. She has a look of enjoyment on her face and feels that her soul has been sublimated.

The moment the sound appeared, Yun Huaying's face suddenly changed. She intuitively felt that something was not good. Just when she was about to open her eyes, it seemed as if a force pulled her into the boundless light space with nowhere to touch the ground. Her whole body was floating in the void.

Spin and feel dizzy.

The body couldn't help but dive completely into the holy spring pool.

In the world of her consciousness, the god statue was covered with light, and a person walked out, who was exactly the same as the Supreme God of Light! His expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of compassion. He pressed Yun Huaying's Tianling Cap with one hand and continued to chant scriptures.

Is it an illusion? Or is it reality? Yun Huaying is no longer able to distinguish. The scriptures and sounds contain great magic power, which is persuading her heart and trying to leave the seeds of faith in her soul.

Once the seeds are condensed, Yunhuaying will be similar to the believers outside, devoutly believing in the God of Light, and will become a slave from then on, dedicated to the Holy Light Church.

The difference is that she will be luckier than ordinary believers and will not become a zombie. She will have room to think and act on her own without violating her beliefs.

Of course, Yun Huaying was struggling and resisting, and she had no time to think about the consequences.

That bewitching power was actually trying to destroy a figure in her heart!

In fact, if it hadn't been for this figure, Yun Huaying would have succumbed immediately as soon as the sutra was chanted, without the ability to resist.

This tall figure, holding a carving knife in one hand and a wooden carving in the other, with his back to her, stood tall and focused on carving.

As early as when she saw Zhou Huayang's guidance on carving, she was intoxicated by the charm revealed by Zhou Huayang, and when she had some insights, there was a person in her heart, which was far more important than the art she once regarded as her life.

The fanaticism and obsession.

At this time, the Holy See used strange methods to brainwash Yun Huaying and establish her faith with the help of special power. Naturally, she had to break her previous faith.

She was like an old monk who had been serving the Buddha for hundreds of years. She had a firm belief and was not immediately overcome by her defenses. Of course, she was just struggling to hold on.

After just a while, as the voice increased and the chanting of the scriptures reached its climax, the power of bewitchment suddenly increased.

The figure of Yunhuaying's faith began to falter and gradually became illusory.

She vaguely understood the consequences, but she could do nothing but cry silently.

The power of the Holy Light eroded her soul and began to wreak havoc in her consciousness. To build a new faith, Zhou Huayang's figure was about to burst.

At this moment, Zhou Huayang's figure suddenly solidified. Without the blessing of external forces, it was as if it had stimulated its potential out of thin air and its power increased greatly. For a while, it was as strong as the power of bewitchment.

At the same time, Zhou Huayang, who was far away in China, was talking to Zhao Shangen. The atmosphere smelled of gunpowder, but he suddenly froze.

"What's going on? The power of the incense is passing away!" Zhou Huayang's soul was gone. The power of the incense in the God's Conferring Edict began to evaporate inexplicably. Thousands of points disappeared in one second. The key was that this power disappeared out of thin air and had no effect on him.

body or surroundings.

The unexplained vision made Zhou Huayang panic-stricken. The power of incense is the core power of his Tudong inheritance. Although it does not have much effect at present, it only exerts the magical power of incense and can indirectly increase his life span.

But once this thing is gone, will even the inheritance disappear out of thin air? Just when he was panicking to the extreme.

His consciousness was shaken for a while. When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Huayang came to an illusory world filled with white light. There was no distinction between heaven and earth, and no living things. The surroundings were chaotic and filled with the power of light.

Looking down, he saw even his own vague and illusory figure. The change made him confused. "Could it be because of the inheritance of Tu Tu Gong?"

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, the power of light around him began to flow toward him, full of malice, as if trying to drive him away.

Zhou Huayang resisted subconsciously and tried his best.

At first, he could still fight against the endless power of light, but after a while he realized that the power of the incense in the Divine Order was still being consumed continuously. As the value decreased, he felt more and more powerless and empty.

It was as if the power of incense was the power that supported him, and other powers such as his divine energy and body had all disappeared.

Fortunately, when Zhou Huayang knelt down on one knee, the 21,000 points of incense power accumulated during this period were only 700 points left, and his figure was about to shatter.

The pressure around him suddenly disappeared, and Zhou Huayang felt that the tens of thousands of kilograms of pressure on his body disappeared, and he felt relaxed for a while.

Until now, he still doesn't understand what happened. There is a small white statue left in front of him. It seems that all the power of light was barely condensed at the last moment.

Before he had time to think, the cry behind him became clearer and clearer. In fact, the cry seemed to have existed when he was fighting against the power of light.

He looked back and saw a long-haired beauty kneeling down towards him, crying helplessly. She was completely naked, with perfect proportions and jade muscles.

It had to be said that this was the most attractive and perfect body he had ever seen, and it was exposed to him without any cover-up.

Even those low cries seemed to be pouring out all my heart.

The body and soul are all open to him!

When this helpless strange beauty looked up, Zhou Huayang was startled. In addition to her stunning appearance and temperament, what shocked him even more was that she felt more and more familiar, but he still couldn't remember where he had seen her.

One glance seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a thousandth of a second. As the dizziness struck again, Zhou Huayang felt as if his soul had been sucked away by the void. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the Zhao family manor.

In front of him is the chattering and arrogant Zhao Shangen. How can there be any peerless beauty, just a daydream?

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