Wedge: Sound is deceptive, sometimes one or ten, if the time is not distinguishable, then only the loudness can be recognized

Chisheng Hitomi got up and stood, the formation under his feet activated, purple light surged, ten purple spiritual power opened the formation, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth was absorbed and refined, and at the same time, in the entire space, Chisheng Pupil's consciousness was connected to the formation, and he could control the purple spiritual power as he wanted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He turned around and closed his eyes, and the image he saw in the ten pillars in his mind appeared, even if he remembered it very lightly, even every lilac feather, and even how many fluff feathers there were. But he was still at a loss, not to mention that what he saw was an incomplete body structure, even if he saw the whole picture, it was simply not enough to make such a terrifying condensation with the spiritual power here. "Hmm? No, according to the form of the mystic master's craft, a mystic art only looks at the number of consciousnesses outlined, regardless of the size of death. Then this assessment is only to get the approval of Shi Yanzhu, isn't it the same reason", thinking of this, Chisheng Hitomi began to move, this is the first time he has condensed out of thin air, and there is only one chance, if you say that you are not nervous, it is false. He took a deep breath, and began to meditate in his mind about the Yanque he wanted to condense, the so-called Yanque, in his heart, there was a template, since it was Yanque, something that no one had ever seen, then boldly imagine it.

As the picture in his mind formed, between the ten pillars, a faint purple phantom appeared little by little, and this formation directly reflected the picture in Chisheng's mind. An enlarged lilac phantom landed on the sixth pillar, a small bird standing still, with a small body that looked like a normal sparrow. But its feathers are different, the shaft and stalk are transparent, the feather branches are slender except that the color is white, the others are normal, but the feathers are different. Not only is it purple, but the feathers at the tips of the wings are slightly wider than the rest, and the slender feet are attached to this layer of fine flame-like scales, and the last difference is that there are vertical downy hairs around its eyes, which look like a ring of eyebrows around the eyes. Although its entire body appears purple and slightly white, its eyes are translucent black. A huge purple figure formed, and Chisheng Pupil suddenly raised his hands, and the purple spiritual power in the formation converged towards his left and right hands respectively, and the two spiritual powers were attached to his palms like flames. Driven by consciousness, the two spiritual powers gradually transformed, first of all, the flames that had been beating quieted down and turned into cubes. Then the cube began to twist and change, like a carving, and after a while, a mold with the shape of a purple phantom appeared in his hand, which seemed like magic to others, but in fact it was the result of the evolution of consciousness and spiritual power on its own.

The two molds have only shapes. Everything else was blurry, and for a long time, Chisheng Hitomi maintained this posture, and the spiritual power in his hand did not change in the slightest. The crowd of onlookers was restless, and the more they looked forward to something, the more difficult it was to wait patiently, they didn't know that this moment was the most critical time. This is not an imagination, but a real condensation of a living being, out of life and wisdom, the shape of the condensation is basically exactly the same as the real living being. Every feather, every piece of scale armor on the feet, and the position of the feathers on the body, the number, etc., can be said not to be accomplished by humans. This is also the reason why people all practice secret techniques and do not condense their own shapes, the two hundred and fifty consciousness of the red pupil is completely insufficient, just a feather, there are no less than hundreds of feather branches and feather pieces on it. And it has at least a few thousand complete feathers on its body, so you can imagine how much the consumption of Chisheng Pupil's consciousness is at this time, which is why Dang Li has not gained the slightest cut twice in a row, and Chisheng Hitomi has to set aside a consciousness to maintain his basic breathing, etc., after all, if there is no consciousness, the extreme vein body will explode. At first, it took nearly 100 breaths for a single feather, and later three or four feathers condensed into each breath. The brain was running wildly, and finally after he stood for ten thousand breaths, the two Yan Sparrows in his hands had a visible change with the naked eye.

Everyone stared at the Yanque model in his hand, and the lifelike feathers on the vague spiritual power model were visibly growing with the naked eye, whether it was scales or other places, all of them were vividly outlined as if they were real. Many people have never seen such a scene in their lives, and after tens of thousands of breaths, two lilac Yanque finches appeared in Chisheng Hitomi's hands at the same time. Both of them are lifelike, and if you don't watch them take shape little by little, anyone would think that these are two real birds. But the true situation is only known to Chisheng Hitomi, and now is the most critical time, and everyone watching from behind him only sees one side of the two Yan Sparrows, that is, one eye, one foot and the same body. If they looked at it from the front, they would see that the two Yan Sparrows were only half-contained, and the other side was just a cut of the smooth purple spiritual power seal. This is the red life pupil because of the lack of consciousness, unable to achieve a complete condensation form at one time, so it is divided into two sides, and the most difficult step in doing so is to merge. After a pause for a few breaths, Chisheng's pupils moved, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, his hands met and pressed together above his head, his hands rubbed together, and all his consciousness poured out, and his brain was running at a super high speed. With the rubbing of his hands, countless purple rays of light escaped, and at the same time, a faint majesty escaped from his hands.

"What is this kid doing? Isn't it already condensed, he's stupid", "These talented guys have a different brain structure than us, who knows what he's thinking", "That's right, it's said that all of them are crazy". "Stopped", a man frowned, this person belonged to the power of Chisheng Hitomi's acquaintances, because he had a Qi character embroidered on his chest, but he didn't seem to have seen Chisheng Hitomi. In the middle of the formation, Chisheng Hitomi stopped moving, and the faint power turned into a hint of danger. "Just let me see how many Ten Yan Pillars you can help me pull up", the voice of the red pupil spread throughout the audience, everyone held their breath, and the moment his hands opened, a purple Yan Bird suddenly magnified, and the aura of destruction swept through the entire valley. Countless purple breaths escaping from its front even dispelled the spiritual mist of Yanque Mountain in the distance, and it was the first time that everyone had seen Yanque Mountain so clearly. "Didn't it ring, okay", Chisheng Hitomi smiled slightly, although a little disappointed, but it was also expected, how could it be so easy. Yan Que landed in front of him, and ten pillars emitted purple light and fell on its body, "Are you going to carry me?" haha, it's okay, since it's condensed, it's better to give me a ride than to let it dissipate by itself", Chisheng Hitomi jumped onto its back.

Yan Que let out a long roar, the purple wings spread out and soared into the sky, and the feathers around the eyes rose up like two flames, and the strong sense of oppression was suffocating. And just as Yanque's figure gradually disappeared into Yanque Mountain, Dong ...... , The voice like a bell resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone invariably glanced at the direction in which the boy disappeared, and sighed in their hearts: I don't know which family it is, although it only rang once, it is already a myth and legend. The lord of Yinzhai and Feng Lianxi had disappeared without knowing when, and they didn't know if they had given up ambushing Chisheng Hitomi, and at this moment, another group of people were rushing towards this Yanque Ruins. Halfway through, the crowd listened, for they also heard the earth-shattering sound, "This is ...... The roar of the Ten Yan Pillars!!", a man with two horns on his head looked at the Yanque Mountain in the sky, "Is that her? And he was also looking at the people who came from the other side, all of them were wrapped in coats and plush, and they were the three village owners and a group of subordinates of Yanfeng Mountain.

Chisheng Tong naturally didn't know these things, he flew to Yanque Mountain on Yanque, it looked like a mountain, and when he flew over, he knew that it was a mountain range, countless mountains and rivers passed under his feet, and the misty Yanque Mountain floated in the sky as always, out of reach. But in fact, Chisheng Hitomi no longer had the energy to think about this, because someone had already collapsed on Yan Que's body, and the consequences of excessive spiritual consciousness consumption came up after he relaxed. Fortunately, Chisheng Hitomi left a wisp of consciousness in advance, but he actually fainted on a condensed spiritual power spirit creature that would dissipate at any time, and I am afraid that Chisheng Hitomi was the only one. If you accidentally fall down, you don't know how to die. The speed of the bird became faster and faster, and the surrounding white and the forest on the ground were connected into a line, and the two formed a passage, through which the bird walked. This time, after only a few breaths, Chisheng Hitomi was taken to the side of a teleportation array, and he lay quietly like this, unconscious. And it was at this time, in front of the ruins of Yanque Mountain, a man sat cross-legged, behind him, a purple Yanque condensation, at the same time, three consecutive roars sounded, and his figure disappeared into the purple light. Not only that, after he disappeared, several people with him also entered the formation at the same time, a total of ten people. They all communicated ten pillars, but nine of them gave up directly, and in the end only one person remained, and he also sounded a roar and disappeared, and their chests were embroidered with the same word - Jiao.

The people in the valley have become numb, and they have always thought that they were legends, but today they appear again and again, but for some reason, it is clear that Chisheng Pupil only snapped a roar. But it lingered in their hearts for a long time, and it was indeed the white-haired young man who was incomparably chic and fluttered, and finally roared to the heavens and the earth. I don't know if it's because of the first time, or for other reasons, they always feel that the roar of the red pupil is far more than the man who rings three times.

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