"Damn it!"

The obese monk scolded, looked unwillingly in the direction where Gu Yantong left, waved his hand angrily, and left here with all the righteous monks.

"These people ......"

The monk on the side reminded him that the bodies of these righteous monks who were killed by Gu Yantong had not been disposed of.

"Take the ring away, don't worry about the corpse, and when you ask from above, you will say that it was shattered by the witch and you can't bring it back. ”

The obese monk looked at the corpses on the ground, and when he saw that it was of no use, he ordered that their ordination be taken away, and the corpses were thrown into the wilderness.

These corpses are useless, and even if they are brought back, they will be hastily buried, and there will not even be a tombstone.

In this world of the jungle, there is no use when people die, even if you are a former super strong, or a peerless genius, as long as you die, there will not be too many people to ask.

Unless it is a predecessor who has made great contributions to the whole world, it will be recorded and remembered by future generations.

......

The other righteous monks were not surprised, as long as it was a dead person, it was inevitable. Of course, if you're a relational household, it's much better.

There was a super genius who was the youngest daughter of a high-level elder, who was sniped by a demon monk when she went out to practice, and after she died, the belated support troops quickly protected her body with the best coffin, and it is still preserved in the high-level cemetery of the Hundred Sects Alliance.

And these monks can only blame that they were not born into a good family.

..................

Zhang Bo seemed to have had a super long dream, in which he was in a strange space.

A majestic figure turned its back to him, and a crisp voice echoed through the space.

"Do you crave power?"

"Do you crave endless money?"

"Do you crave unlimited rights?"

"You ......"

"Stop, stop!"

Zhang Bo hurriedly said that this voice is the villain Goldfinger! And it is very strong.

It is very difficult for ordinary monks' divine consciousness to enter the sea of consciousness that Zhang Bo is comparable to the realm of painting infants.

He still vaguely remembers that he had been seriously injured during the crossing and then lost consciousness.

Even if he had no resistance and wanted to invade the sea of consciousness of the powerhouse of the Huaying Realm, he would need the same level of divine consciousness strength.

And this kind of special effects that can be made in it may have reached the level of the infant realm, or even the stronger ones.

"Do you crave power?

Are you hungry for endless money?

Do you crave unlimited rights?

............”

The figure still didn't turn around, just repeated the phrase again.

Zhang Bo asked several times, but there was still no movement, just repeating the sentence.

"You crave ......"

"Damn, where am I?"

Zhang Bo is going crazy, this is not something that ordinary people can bear at all.

In the empty space, only the figure was beeping there, and Zhang Bo was also sure that this was his sea of consciousness, because the imprint of divine consciousness could not go wrong.

It's like trying on your own shoes to know if it's your own.

Zhang Bo was also a little strange how could there be such a mysterious thing in his sea of consciousness, you must know that he had carefully checked his sea of consciousness before, and there was no difference between it and normal people except that the strength of his divine consciousness was comparable to that of the infant realm.

The only difference may be that every year when he gets stronger for no reason is because of the evolution of his divine sense, and in the last evolution, he comprehended the Celestial Star Decision.

And there was no change before, at most, it made him a little stronger on the basis of mortals, maybe he was still a mortal, but when he stepped into the cultivation realm, he looked extremely small.

Zhang Bo felt the situation in his sea of knowledge, and gradually walked away with some conjectures:

The previous annual growth may have most of the energy entering his sea of consciousness and lurking.

And the overflowing energy nourished his body, but when his cultivation skyrocketed and the energy could no longer lurk, he let him use this energy, which led him to comprehend the Heavenly Star Decision.

And the existence that absorbs the energy in his body may be this guy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bo was unhappy for a while, there was no one who had been lurking in his body for so many years.

"Who the hell are you!"

Zhang Bo yelled, his voice quickly drowned out by the pronunciation of the brainwashing test of the back.

"!"

Zhang Bo scolded again, but it didn't work, this back might only say this sentence, and then disappear The uncle downstairs who collected the garbage recorded the same sound as the loudspeaker, super brainwashing.

It's much better than that sound, but it's also unbearable.

"Do you crave power......"

"Forget it......"

Zhang Bo seemed to be paralyzed, and fell to the ground softly, forming a zigzag, gasping for breath.

"No!" Zhang Bo suddenly came to his senses, with his powerful cultivation, no matter how much he nagged, he couldn't shake him, at most, it just made him not feel good, and such a drastic impact was impossible.

In other words, this voice has a great influence on people, and even a monk like him who has already stepped into the Zhuan Dan realm is inevitable.

The strength of the Divine Consciousness of the Zhuan Dan Realm has been much stronger than that of the Qi Gathering Realm, and it has even increased several times, and even the scope of exploration has changed from the original one that could only cover the entire Tianyue to one that could cover most of the Divine Wind Forbidden Land.

I don't know how far the divine sense of the other Zhuan Dan Realm cultivators can probe, but Zhang Bo believes that he is definitely much stronger than them.

Because his divine consciousness strength had reached the Infant Transformation Realm a few days earlier, it was only a little smaller in the scope of exploration, but it was extremely clear.

Generally, the divine sense of low-level monks is very vague, and there is usually only a general outline, and the color is only black, white and gray.

And he is like looking at things with a DSLR camera, and this clarity can be imagined.

............

"Boom!"

The deafening sound carried a powerful wave of qi that shook the three Qi Gathering Peak Cultivators away.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The three of them spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, which seemed to be very rhythmic.

"You...... You're a Zhuan Dan monk!"

One of the richly dressed ladies covered her chest, resisting the re-eruption of her wounds, and spitting out a few words with difficulty.

"Hehe, did you know?"

Chaotian Daoren smiled behind his back and stroked his silver hair with a comfortable face. He originally thought that there was some master here, but it turned out that the strongest monk was only at the peak of Qi Gathering, and it was easy to defeat.

"Who are you?" a middle-aged man next to the lady also covered his chest, he was obviously more seriously injured, and his entire left arm was cut off.

And to his right is an old man, with white hair, but he has more air out and less air in, and he is about to finish playing.

"I'm going to pull a cushion even if I die!" he roared, his body swelling and glowing red.

"Not good!" Chaotian Daoren's eyes narrowed slightly, and just as he was about to fly back, his back was blocked by a piece of silk.

"If you want to run, no way!" he looked back to see that it was the noblewoman who was casting a spell.

"Slut, you can't die well!" Chaotian Daoist punched out, blasting the two of them away, and then retreating from the explosion area.

But he was done.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust......