Forty divine consciousnesses are suspended in the mind, arranged into a small altar, like the forty stars in the darkness, which are extraordinarily dazzling.
What is the realm of this? Even Feng Feiyun himself has a hard time giving an answer. He has never encountered such a situation before, and there is no creature in the world that can cultivate forty senses.
Humans are the ten senses.
The phoenix is the thirty senses of consciousness.
True dragons are thirty-three spiritual consciousnesses.
"Shenji is consummated, nine life acupuncture points have been opened, and there are still three hundred and fifty one. The journey of cultivation is the accumulation of background."
"Cultivation is difficult, the most difficult part is the entry, the spiritual guide is the entry, the immortal root is the entry, and the god base is also the entry. If you can cross these three small realms, you can be regarded as a true immortal cultivator. , but very few can get started.”
"God base is the most difficult part. I don't know how many heroes are trapped in this realm for decades, unable to break through, and have spent their talents, and finally died of old age like a mortal."
"The first cornerstone of cultivating immortals is really too difficult to refine. The God-base is the most critical step for the cultivator. The Taoist for ten thousand years starts from the ground, and the God-base is damaged once it is damaged."
Feng Feiyun sighed slowly, and suddenly, his eyes burst into a gleam of brilliance. The Great Perfection of Shenji was a hurdle. Now that he has crossed this hurdle, he has reached a new level. What is in front of him is "Fate Refinement". "Acupuncture Point" and "Crossing the Earth Tribulation", these two barriers, if you pass through them, you will be able to win the destiny and live five hundred years.
Above the sky, the stars are densely covered, and a galaxy spans across, connecting the two stars!
Two meteors flew from the northern sky, crossed the galaxy, and pointed directly at Banta Mountain. In an instant, they had already fallen outside the altar. Two majestic powers also descended, just like two wild beasts who broke through the barrier of time from the ancient times and came to this world.
"It's them!" Feng Feiyun hurriedly took a step back, the supreme yellow sand rose up on the ground, rolled up a whirlpool, and hid himself inside.
The body disappeared into the yellow sand.
The witch also felt these two breaths, but she was only awakened from the practice, her body remained motionless, her eyes were closed, and she sat there cross-legged.
The light of the stars in the sky fell on her body, and she was still condensing the bronze spirit boat, not even moving the corner of her eyes.
"Three corpses cut the Dao, first divide the three corpses, then gather the three corpses, and when the three corpses gather, they can cut the way of heaven."
Outside the altar, the mountains are cold and windy, and the night is snowing!
Snowflakes are like swan fluff, falling from the dim starry sky. Hundreds of thousands of rivers and mountains, snowflakes drift, making the dead night more desolate and more beautiful.
Xiao Nuolan held an oil-paper umbrella and stood outside the altar. The white close-fitting underwear outlined her delicate and charming lines, and she was wearing a wide burgundy snow jacket.
Above her right, there is a palace of white bones floating. The four palace gates are open. There is no pungent corpse gas, but it is filled with the breath of fairy spirits. When you smell it, there is a sweet and charming taste.
"You actually came out of the Infinite Tower!" The female demon's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her heart was calm, her skin as white as fairy jade flowed with this azure brilliance, her long eyelashes trembled, but she did not open her eyes, and said: "I wanted to complete the fifth corpse transformation, and then go back to the Infinite Tower to take your Daoji, but I didn't want you to have escaped."
"Immeasurable Tower can't help you, and naturally it can't help me. You are my corpse, and it's time to return to the deity." Xiao Nuolan's appearance was still somewhat different from that of the female demon, but he hadn't seen him for a while. , her appearance has changed a lot, and she looks exactly the same as the witch.
If the two stand together, few people can tell them apart. Who is the corpse? Who is the deity
"Your way has regressed! The evil corpse is also the deity, and the deity is also the deity. The strong in this world are respected. I am stronger than you, and I am the deity." To make the whole heaven kneel at her feet.
The good, convince people with virtue; the evil, convince people with strength.
"Shh!"
The witch opened her eyes, and her black eyes, like two deep black holes, distorted the starlight in the sky, flew out in the direction of her eyes, and hit the direction outside the altar.
Xiao Nuolan closed the oil-paper umbrella, shattered the stars with one finger, and flew out with a slender figure, stepping into the ancient altar, stepping on a stone tablet, like a crane on the mountain.
"boom!"
There are several mountains in her palm, and between turning her hands, the heaven and earth seem to be lifted up and pressed into the altar, as if the entire half of the mountain will be razed to the ground with one palm.
"This deity is actually so powerful!"
Feng Feiyun was hidden under a stone tablet, guarding himself with a ghost wrench, but he still felt the threat of death.
Fortunately, this altar has unpredictable power, and it has not been destroyed for eternity. Even the cultivation of the witch and Xiao Nuolan is terrifying, and they still cannot shake these thousands of stone tablets.
"boom!"
The palace of white bones suspended in mid-air also rushed in, flew into the altar, and attacked the female demon. The power was so strong that it reversed Feng Feiyun's previous perception of it, and it was comparable to the power of Xiao Nuolan's deity.
The White Bone Palace burned into flames, and the four turned into corpse fires, endlessly, turning into countless huge corpse shadows. When they fell, the entire Banta Mountain in a radius of 300 miles shook violently and sank three meters deep.
"Shanshi, you're here too, just in time, refining you tonight and helping me become the Dao." Thousands of green light burst out from the female demon, stretched out a hand, the clouds gathered above the sky, a huge handprint, Taken from the sky.
This is a magic hand, which has the power to reverse the earth, and can shatter a large river with one palm.
Xiao Nuolan and the White Bone Palace joined forces, each using their own ultimate move, and the two torrents rolled back toward the sky, breaking the fingerprints of the sky curtain.
"Boom!"
There are endless electric lights coming from the top of the half-tao mountain, spreading thousands of miles around. The scene is too terrifying. The sky within a thousand miles is full of lightning and thunder.
Standing thousands of miles away, looking at this scene, you will definitely think that the whole world is going to be destroyed, and the world is collapsing.
The altar is even more turned upside down. Even if the female demon layer left a magic pattern that is far away from the altar and guards some places, it still cannot stop this destructive force.
Feng Feiyun hid behind a stone tablet, surrounded by magic patterns, and even wrapped the six ancient pictures on Miao Gui's finger, but it was still pierced by the airflow, leaving six blood holes.
"Bang!"
The witch finally stood up, with a beautiful figure like a demon snake, just one foot on the ground, the whole half-tao mountain broke off from the mountainside, and half of the huge mountain body flew up, straight to Xiaohan.
The Banta Mountain was so huge, but it was smashed into two parts by her foot, like a divine peak, flying into the sky, breaking through the clouds, and rushing straight to the Jiuxiao Xinghe.
"Too perverted!" Feng Feiyun found that his body was flying into the sky, thousands of meters above the ground, and flew into the clouds.
The three corpses were still fighting. They flew higher and separated from the altar and the mountain, as if they had already flown out of the sky and into the starry sky. Of course, this was just a visual illusion, because the starry sky was too far away.
The female demon sacrificed the bronze spirit boat. The boat that was originally a palm-sized boat has become incomparably huge. Eighteen iron cloth sails are like eighteen ancient pictures of the gods, tearing the sound of hunting in the wind.
The scene on Huangquan Road reappears, this is the true face of the bronze spirit boat.
The bronze spirit boat was sacrificed, directly beating Xiao Nuolan and the White Bone Palace to the point of being unable to fight back.
The witch has the absolute upper hand. If she wants to, she can grind Xiao Nuolan and the White Bone Palace into powder with one move.
"The opportunity is here, grab the boat!"
Feng Feiyun spit out a mouthful of blood, and used his own blood to paint the ancient formation on the ground, trying to win the bronze spirit boat at this time.
Neither Xiao Nuolan nor Shanzhe are weak. The female demon can suppress them all by relying on the bronze spirit boat. This time is the most critical moment for the female demon to control the bronze spirit boat, and it is also the only chance for Feng Feiyun to regain the spirit boat.
The hub of the bronze spirit boat is the "Dragon Horse River Map", which is suspended above the spirit boat like a cloud of gods.
However, the Longma River map fell off from Miaogui's finger, and Yu Miaogui's finger and the six ancient pictures on Miaogui's finger have no subtle connection.
What Feng Feiyun has to do now is to use Miaogui's fingers to forcibly take back the "Dragon Horse River Map", thereby taking back control of the bronze spirit boat.
"receive!"
Miao Gui's fingers suddenly flew into the sky, spinning rapidly, making a ghostly bell-like sound. Six ancient pictures were presented one by one, containing ancient and majestic power, and six rays of light rushed into the sky.
The "Dragon Horse River Map" on the bronze spirit boat was pulled, and it was not under the control of the witch, and rushed towards the altar below.
The witch's face changed, and she stared down coldly. A young man in white was standing directly in the altar. She reached out and held the bronze spirit boat in her hand, and then pressed it into her dantian. The whole process seems to be smooth and smooth, as if it should be like this, which is the most normal situation.
"boom!"
The slight pause of the witch gave Xiao Nuolan and the White Bone Palace a chance, and the battle between the three suddenly reversed.
A dazzling light burst out, just like a star burst open.
Guanghua stabbed Feng Feiyun in front of his eyes!
Suddenly, a huge force came from under my feet, and the huge mountain of Bantao fell from the sky again, and with a "bang", it connected to the original broken peak.
Feng Feiyun's head sank and he completely lost consciousness!
When he woke up again, it was already a month later, still on the top of the wind, still in the ancient altar.
"Bah, bah..." Feng Feiyun crawled out of the thick yellow sand, spit out a large mouthful of sand, sat on the ground, gasping for breath, "I'm still alive!"
"puff!"
Before Feng Feiyun could sit still, he suddenly jumped up and took three steps back. In the yellow sand beside him, lay a female corpse, half of her body was buried in the sand, and half of her body was exposed. Outside, the whole body is naked, and a snow-white slender leg is still exposed.
Feng Feiyun's gaze followed, a pair of snow lotus-like jade feet, went up, then saw tight calves, then up to see round thighs, and then up... submerged in yellow sand, and then slender and sexy The neck, a face that is too familiar to be familiar, a very picturesque face.
But after seeing this face, Feng Feiyun couldn't help but took three steps back, until he was sure that she hadn't climbed out of the yellow sand before taking a deep breath.