The destructive aura disappeared, and even the giant face transformed by the magma monster completely disappeared from sight. Although the two of them could not figure out the situation for a while, Chen Fan could no longer feel the power coming from the mouth of the magma.
Feeling oppressive, I couldn't help but slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems the Snow Demon succeeded!"
Bang!
Almost at the same time as Chen Fan blurted out his words, a huge explosion sounded again from the magma that had calmed down. Zhao Yu's shoulders trembled in fright, and he instinctively looked towards the magma mouth again.
First, a fiery red shadow appeared in his sight, like an iron man who had just escaped from the furnace. His whole body was filled with the crimson color of lava. It was the snow demon who had jumped into the mouth of the magma before.
It's just that compared to the previous mania, the Snow Demon's aura has become very sluggish. There are many irregular cracks on the red chest. Its entire body seems to have been petrified and turned into a rock statue.
He walked staggeringly, almost step by step towards Chen Fan and the others.
"Be careful!" Chen Fan summoned up all his strength to pull away from Zhao Yu, and stared at the petrified snow demon cautiously, while the latter walked with difficulty, almost moving in front of the two of them step by step.
Chen Fan remained motionless, but he held the killing knife tightly in his hand and looked at it with extreme caution. He and the Snow Demon were by no means friends. Although they had just collaborated once, this did not mean that they were friends.
Being able to turn enemies into friends with the snow demon is just a helpless choice in a desperate situation.
Looking at this situation, the Snow Demon has completed its plan and sealed the monster under the magma again. What does this big guy want to do next? This is something Chen Fan doesn't know.
Roar!
The snow demon breathed hot breath and let out a weak gasp. Its limbs had been carbonized and were badly burned by the terrifying high temperature in the magma. There was even a weak flow of magma in the wound, and it was like blood spots.
light.
However, the Snow Demon never made a move against Chen Fan. It didn't move, and Chen Fan didn't dare to move. Both sides stared at their opponents in silence. Almost ten seconds had passed when the Snow Demon suddenly squatted down and opened its arms that had almost turned into stone.
The giant mouth spits out a bead that emits rich fire-attribute energy.
"Is this its magic core?" Chen Fan thought, but in an instant he became uneasy again. This is definitely not the snow demon's magic core. The snow demon is a strange beast with thunder attributes. Its magic core is
It should contain extremely huge thunder attributes, but the attribute of this bead is fire, and it is even filled with a trace of magical fluctuations that Chen Fan cannot detect, which is far more exaggerated than the aura emitted by the third-level magic core!
"What are you going to do..." Chen Fan couldn't understand more and more, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but in the middle of the sentence, the flame-colored beads in the snow demon's mouth formed a lightning-like fire, and flew into Chen Fan's mouth in sequence, and in the blink of an eye,
After a while, it rolled into his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Chen Fan was horrified and instinctively grabbed his neck with his hands, but it was too late. The moment the fire bead entered his body, it produced some mysterious fluctuations and completely merged into his body.
, At the same time, he felt a suction force appeared in his mind. This suction force came very suddenly and inexplicably, like a whirlpool, sucking Chen Fan's soul and mind in at once.
Chen Fan felt like the world was spinning, and Chen Fan felt that his soul was falling rapidly. He was surrounded by endless darkness, the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and the mountains were shaking.
When Chen Fan stabilized his mind again and woke up from the feeling that his soul was about to fall into the invincible abyss, he opened his eyes and saw that everything had changed.
He could no longer see Zhao Yu, and even the Snow Demon had disappeared. A huge spiritual bone tower appeared in front of him. The appearance of the spiritual bone tower was dark, as if it were made of steel. It was different from the spiritual bone tower that he had destroyed before.
There was no difference, as if the spiritual bone tower had been restored by some kind of power.
"Why did this happen?" Chen Fan felt confused for a while, and before he could come up with a reasonable explanation, he saw a disembodied voice coming from the tower, as if someone was calling him, "Don't be nervous, come in!"
"Who are you?" Chen Fan instinctively tensed up his body and subconsciously wanted to pull out the long knife, but his hand was empty. The killing knife had disappeared at some point.
How can this be?
Chen Fan suddenly felt a trace of fear in his soul, and was about to get up and turn around to escape, but his body seemed to float up completely out of control. A mysterious force appeared in the air, wrapping him like running water, and
All of Chen Fan's actions were restricted, and under the influence of this mysterious aura, Chen Fan's soul floated into the tower uncontrollably.
His vision fell into darkness again, leaving only a faint light coming from deep in the heart of the tower. Chen Fan's consciousness was like duckweed floating in the wind, constantly rippling back and forth, gradually drifting towards that "light spot", when the distance
When he got closer, he actually saw a lama wearing red Zang robes, sitting cross-legged not far away, waving slightly to him.
The old lama's eyes were deep and wise, like a cold pool with no bottom, but his face was neither sad nor happy, showing no emotional fluctuations. He stood silently like a stone sculpture, but he was extremely majestic and broad.
"Where is this?" Chen Fan was in a trance again. He had never experienced such a mysterious scene. Everything in front of him seemed like a dream, but the feeling in the dream was so real.
Before he could figure out what all this was about, the red-clothed lama sighed lightly, "I didn't expect that the first person to enter the spiritual bone tower was not my disciple."
"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked cautiously.
"Who am I..." The old lama seemed to be talking to himself, a sense of numbness flashed in his empty eyes, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time, and then he shook his head lightly and said, "It doesn't matter, I am just a ray of unconsciousness.
The lingering thoughts of Qing will disappear soon if I can’t meet you yet.”
"Meet me? Have you been waiting for me?" Chen Fan was completely shocked.
"I'm waiting for someone. It doesn't matter who this person is. As long as he is recognized by the guardian, he can enter my place." The old lama calmly conveyed a ray of consciousness, "Don't be nervous, this is me.
The sea of consciousness is not the real world, and my regrets cannot do anything to you."
"Consciousness sea...are you talking about spiritual power?" Chen Fan was shocked and asked immediately.
"About that. The origin that dominates the human body is named the power of the soul by the saints. It is similar to the spiritual power you mentioned." The old lama seemed to be able to read what was thinking in Chen Fan's mind without opening his mouth, and explained calmly.
, "Once your mental power reaches a certain level, you can live independently of your body. What you see now is the afterimage I created using my mental power." (To be continued)