I can't care about the outside of my body, I can't pay attention to my body, and I don't even have the strength to experience the situation in the sea of knowledge, all of Ye Zhuo's mental power is returned to the Origin Divine Soul, as the coercion gradually becomes stronger, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, Ye Zhuo's thoughts in the Divine Soul Origin begin to become sluggish, and from a certain moment when Ye Zhuo himself is not aware of it, he no longer has any thoughts and thoughts in his heart.

There was no threat of the Yuan Infant's power, no echo of the majesty of the Five Heavenly Dao, no impact of the sudden change in the unknowable area and the reasons behind it, and even Ye Zhuo didn't take the initiative to think about what to do with all his strength, all that was left was only the last obsession left when he still had thoughts - persistence, everything turned into the persistence of forgetting all the reasons and forgetting all the purposes.

Once you can't hold on to the end, Ye Zhuo's soul will definitely be crushed by the majesty of the front and back, maybe it won't be until he suddenly appears on the mirror image of the cloud island, Ye Zhuo can wake up, of course, it is more likely that there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, even if he wakes up, he can't remember everything in the past, except for the instinctive wailing and roaring after feeling the boundless pain, he doesn't know anything, he won't do anything, until the end of time.

If you know that you don't even have a chance to feel unwilling, I don't know what kind of feeling Ye Zhuo will have, but all this has no meaning to Ye Zhuo at this moment, and he has no intention or ability to think about anything else, the only remaining little spiritual light has sunk into the deepest part of his soul, even if he is about to be wiped out, when he is about to be completely extinguished, he is still doing obsessive persistence, this is all that Ye Zhuo has at this moment.

Ye Zhuo, who lost consciousness, no longer had the concept of time, whether it was a moment that had passed, or whether ten years and a hundred years had passed at this moment, it made no difference to him, until another unrealized moment began, and Ye Zhuo, who was in a daze, had a slight feeling again.

It's just a feeling, like a drunkard who has just woken up, ignorant and unaware, with eyes and ears, but everything he sees and hears will not go to his heart, just look at it and listen.

Even if there was only a gloom in his eyes, and there was only silence in his ears except for the occasional faint gurgling sound, this kind of movement did not make Ye Zhuo feel anything strange, or rather, at this moment, he didn't feel anything strange at all, and he didn't have the concept of weirdness at all.

I don't know how long later, Ye Zhuo seemed to be a little sober again, although he didn't remember what happened before, but when he looked around, he found that there was no light in all directions, and he heard the faint grunt sound that was almost imperceptible, and he seemed to finally feel that something seemed wrong with him: "What the hell is this place?

"No, why don't you hold your breath underwater?"

"There's no moisture either?"

"No, what's wrong with me, how can I even see the back of my head, I have the back of my head? Not only the back of my head, but also the top of my head, the bottom of my feet?"

"Am I a multi-eyed monster with eyes all over my body?"

"That's not right, how can a demon beast know that he is a demon beast, could it be that I have already opened my wisdom and promoted to it

Demon Clan?"

"I seem to know a demon from a demon tribe, she originally came from a worm. ”

……

Chaotic and mixed, all kinds of thoughts came out one after another, from the initial ignorance, to the gradual recovery of many memories, although Ye Zhuo still didn't realize this, and gave birth to many strange thoughts.

At the moment when he talked about the demon clan and the insects, Ye Zhuo suddenly woke up with a spirit: "Little worm, Ling'er, I am Ye Zhuo?......"

Like a river channel where the floodgates are gradually opening, the river of memory flows again and pours into Ye Zhuo's mind, remembering his previous experience, remembering how he felt when facing the black nine cicadas, and remembering the scene when he almost fell down after returning to the secret realm. After a while, Ye Zhuo finally came back to his senses completely, remembered all the things before, and immediately realized his danger.

Without the slightest hesitation, the mental character honed by years of strength was restored to clarity, remembered everything, and realized that he was in danger, Ye Zhuo had already thrown away all the previous thoughts, restored his due vigilance, and began to take the initiative to urge his divine consciousness to re-scan the surroundings, and carefully experienced himself.

"Sure enough!"

Soon, Ye Zhuo understood his situation, where were the multi-purpose demon beasts, where were the waterholes, and what he saw and heard was not at all what he heard and heard, but what he felt by his divine thoughts, so he would be in all directions, up and down, left and right, and everywhere around his body at the same time.

And what his divine consciousness and divine thoughts see and hear are not really around his body, in fact, he is his own sea of consciousness, and it is only a small part of the sea of consciousness, just because all of his divine consciousness is guarded in his own origin and divine soul at the moment, and his divine soul is shrouded in majestic power, and there is almost no area of activity. Not to mention the real world outside the body, it is in the sea of consciousness, and what can be felt by one's divine consciousness is only a small piece outside the soul, Ye Zhuo also quickly discovered that the gloom in his perception is not what color it is, but the feeling when the sea of consciousness is no longer under his control, but for a while, Ye Zhuo still doesn't know what the faint gurgling sound that will sound from time to time in the distance is mistaken for what the faint gurgling sound under the water is.

didn't spend more effort to care about the loud sound in that distant place, just because Ye Zhuo still had more urgent things to deal with, confirming that he was indeed still in danger, and also confirming that the two coercions were still there, Ye Zhuo's most important thing at the moment was to guard his mind and continue to resist.

I didn't know it when I was asleep before, except for the beginning, Ye Zhuo didn't feel the power of the double coercion more, but at this moment, the mental situation, the divine mind and consciousness were also restored, but Ye Zhuo really felt it. The previous wave, the next wave, Fang sang and I appeared, feeling that my soul was like the iron embryo under the forging hammer being hammered down, and it was like the reef in the sea being beaten by the turbulent waves again and again, Rao is Ye Zhuo's mind is strong enough, the realm is high enough, and it is difficult to endure the impact of hitting the soul directly, the soul is not trembling by his own will, Ye Zhuo can feel that with the hammer surge again and again, his soul is being consumed by a trace. Know the sea

With the soul is the root of a monk or a person, it is more important than the dantian golden pill, and now the sea of knowledge is not under his control, and even the soul is constantly being weakened, although it is only a wisp, but in the world except death, there is probably nothing worse than this.

However, in a short period of time, Ye Zhuo didn't know how many times he had scolded in the depths of his heart, and Ye Zhuo, who was in it, even had some doubts about how he spent his time when he passed out before, if he could, Ye Zhuo even felt that he should continue to pass out now.

Of course, fainting is a joke, not to mention, even if he reaches a state like him, it is impossible to pass out and faint just right, the only thing Ye Zhuo can do is to do his best to guard his mind, and suffer in that heavy waves, hammer after hammer, until he finally survives, or finally can't survive.

At the beginning of regaining clarity, especially when he felt the heavy pressure, Ye Zhuo himself couldn't say how long he could endure it, but as time went on, Ye Zhuo slowly felt that he seemed to be able to hold on longer than he imagined, not because the external coercion began to decrease, nor because he was used to or adapted to such an impact, but because Ye Zhuo found that with the constant hammering and washing of the heavy pressure, his spirit was gradually becoming stronger although it was constantly weakening. This seems to be a bit contradictory, but in fact, it is not, just like a piece of iron embryo can be turned into steel under the impact of a hundred tempers, and a reef will become full of holes under the impact of turbulent waves, but the rest are the hardest parts, to put it simply, at this moment, Ye Zhuo's soul is weakened by quantity, and what becomes stronger is quality, such a change, Ye Zhuo is actually not unfamiliar, just like the effect of his previous cultivation of the Innocent Sutra, but this coercion is more direct than the Innocent Sutra, more domineering, and of course more dangerous, maybe one can't hold on, and it is not necessary that the steel is not refined into a divine soul and is hammered into scum first。

Thinking of the Innocent Sutra, Ye Zhuo also urged the Innocent Sutra, which was not the circulation of the true element, but the method like the previous method of simulating the wind and thunder wings into supernatural powers in the sea of consciousness.

Not to mention, it is really effective, as the Pure Sutra of Divine Power begins to circulate, Ye Zhuo feels that the power of coercion around him has begun to become less difficult, if it goes on like this, he will definitely be able to hold on for a longer and longer time, and most importantly, he has the spare strength to use.

It's just that even if he can hold on for a long time, whether he can hold on to the end is still unknown, and Ye Zhuo, who has spare strength, doesn't want to put his fate on the word luck, wants to get out of trouble, wants to completely relieve himself of his current dangerous situation, and also draws salary from the bottom of the kettle, that is, to eliminate the two coercions.

"How do you break them all up?"

Ye Zhuo continued to guard his mind and resist the power of coercion that had not weakened in the slightest, and began to think.

Two coercions, one from the majesty of the five avenues, and the other from the unknowable region, if you want to get your soul out of trouble and restore your sea of knowledge to its original appearance, these two coercions must be disposed of.