With a loud "boom", Ying Zheng fell straight from the sky and hit a mountain peak. The mountain peak, which was more than a thousand meters high, collapsed instantly, the ground shook, and the earth stirred up dust all over the sky.
Tian Zhizhi and Long Tianhua looked anxious in the sky and rushed in the direction of Ying Zheng's fall. However, they were unable to catch up with them due to their strength. When they glided below, they saw such a spectacular scene.
In the dust that filled the sky, Ying Zheng's body was not damaged at all, but his face was ferocious, he held his head in his hands in pain, his eyes were unpredictable, and he roared loudly: "Get out, get out of my mind."
"Ant, the brilliant power of heaven cannot be violated, and the world-destroying thunder will return to nothing." In Ying Zheng's mind, countless brilliant thunder lights suddenly appeared, crackling and exploding, and the spirit of the sky appeared in the depths of Ying Zheng's mind, heading towards Ying Zheng
The door to the soul is approaching.
"Damn it, no..." Ying Zheng discovered that the illusory lightning seemed to be indestructible. His spiritual energy and consciousness could not stop it at all. As soon as it came into contact, it would turn into nothingness.
"Is it over like this? Is it completely over?" Ying Zheng was at a loss. He had already used all the means at his disposal, but to no avail. What other means could he use to resist the Spirit of Heaven?
As long as the spirit of the sky rushes into the door of his soul, his soul will have no resistance at all and will be instantly wiped out by the tyrannical lightning.
"The power of the heart, the power of the heart, the power of the heart..." At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly heard the words of the Hongmeng Spirit. But he could not understand the power of the heart at all. What is it?
Seeing that the spirit of the sky is close to the door of the soul, Ying Zheng was burned inside and out, but still had no clue of progress.
At this critical moment, Ying Zheng merged with the spirit of the Hongmeng Spirit and suddenly opened his eyes. The smaller Ying Zheng seemed to have spirituality and sensed the danger of his own self.
Place. Appeared in front of the soul gate, blocking the way of the Heavenly Spirit and blocking the Heavenly Spirit's path.
Ying Zheng was happy but also a little bitter. There were too many unknown things in his body, which he loved and hated at the same time. Just like this mutated divine thought, he originally condensed into his own human form, but was destroyed by Hongmeng.
The spirit warns.
Later, after integrating a wisp of Hongmeng Qi given by the Hongmeng Spirit, he always seemed to be in suspended animation. Although Ying Zheng could use the power of his spiritual thoughts on weekdays, he could never go out with his spiritual thoughts and take the lives of his enemies thousands of miles away.
It is because of his own spiritual thoughts that this giant Buddha seems to have fallen into a deep sleep and does not pay attention to himself at all. At most, he can borrow a little power.
Although it is more than enough to kill low-level monks, when encountering a monk whose strength is equal to his opponent, Ying Zheng's spiritual thoughts have undoubtedly become his biggest shortcoming. This is also the reason why he has been unwilling to entangle with powerful monks. His spiritual thoughts have become a strong point.
hurt.
Suddenly, Ying Zheng's spiritual thoughts had a normal look, and their aura was constantly rising. Those bright and cold eyes made Ying Zheng startled. Those eyes were too familiar, but when they appeared on his own spiritual thoughts, it made him feel a little bit...
shudder.
Those are the eyes of the Hongmeng Spirit. Those eyes are so unique that once you see them, you will never forget them for the rest of your life.
The Spirit of Heaven seemed to notice that there was something different about the opponent in front of him. The ancient and majestic voice did not sound, but the Spirit of Heaven suddenly burst out with endless golden light, illuminating Ying Zheng's entire mind, and everywhere was filled with dazzling golden light.
light.
Ying Zheng's spiritual thought, which was suspected to be the spirit of Hongmeng, remained silent. Endless silver light burst out from Ying Zheng's divine thought, clashing with the golden light.
After a while, Ying Zheng, who was like a bystander, seemed to understand that the Hongmeng Qi fused with his spiritual thoughts seemed to have the means left by the Hongmeng Spirit. However, due to limitations, the power of the Hongmeng Spirit could not be completely eliminated.
Bring it into play.
He has always been at a disadvantage. In the confrontation between the two rays of light, the golden light of the Sky Spirit occupies almost half of Ying Zheng's mind, while the silver light of the Hongmeng Spirit only occupies one-third of the area, and is still losing ground.
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By now, the situation has become clear. If Ying Zheng still clings to the remaining illusionary hope, he is really a pig. He is now indifferent to the battlefield between the Sky Spirit and the Hongmeng Spirit, and begins to think about how to overcome the difficulties at hand.
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"What is the power of the heart? What is the power of the heart?" Ying Zheng thought hard and couldn't figure it out. The more anxious and confused he became.
"Calm down, don't panic." Ying Zheng reminded himself secretly in his heart, wanting to hold his breath and concentrate to calm his mind.
Although Ying Zheng has long been trained to remain calm despite the collapse of the mountain, but now, if his heart can still be as calm as water, it will really be a ghost. Not only the battle in his mind is stirring up his nerves, but also his own spirit
Nian was left with limbs by the Hongmeng spirit, and he had no idea how this could calm him down.
Maybe the Hongmeng Spirit meant well, but Ying Zheng had to think about it, what if it was malicious? If it suddenly broke out and he was defenseless, wouldn't it be the end of the game? He had always been on guard against the Heavenly Spirit and was not careless at all.
It can be said that the heart is always on guard against the attacks of the spirit of heaven.
But today, there is no doubt that Hongmeng Spirit taught him a lesson and made him understand a lot. He does not take life and death very seriously, but if he can live, absolutely no one in this world wants to die.
Just when Ying Zheng was distracted, the battle in his mind came to a successful end with that ancient and majestic voice.
"Ant, destroy!" The spirit of the sky suddenly burst out with more intense golden light, completely crushing the last line of defense of Ying Zheng's spiritual thoughts. All the silver light was expelled, and Ying Zheng's spiritual thoughts suddenly exploded and turned into
A little bit of starlight drifted away from Ying Zheng's mind.
"Pfft." His spiritual thoughts were destroyed, and Ying Zheng's mind was implicated, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of bright red blood. Seeing the spirit of the sky approaching the door of his soul without any hindrance, Ying Zheng felt a little hopeless.
He has never admitted defeat and never bowed his head, but now, what ability does he have to change his fate against the odds?
On the other side of the distant dark restricted area, that fairyland-like space is still the towering mountain top. The spirit of Hongmeng is still standing on the edge of the mountain top, looking up at the vast starry sky, as if it has not changed forever.
Her breathtakingly beautiful face revealed a rare dignity, and her small cherry mouth was filled with a trace of blood.
"Master, are you injured?" Behind her, the old man in black robe asked nervously.
"Xiao Hei, I'm fine. I've tried my best to help him. The rest can only depend on him, whether he is a hidden dragon rising into the abyss or a trapped dragon and owl's head..." Hongmeng Spirit's eyes flashed with a strange light.
, seemed to be speaking to Xiao Hei, and seemed to be muttering to himself.
"Master, for countless years, I have failed so many times. I will definitely succeed this time." Xiao Hei said with excitement on his face like a dead tree.
"Hope!" Hongmeng Spirit's voice was a little ethereal, and she seemed to be sighing, and then she looked at the sky again, as if she wanted to see through the day... (To be continued...)