The flames were beating, and the spiritual power was surging, intertwined under the pitch-black torrent, shielding all the breath of the outside world.

"How so? No. Arato felt his own situation and finally realized that something was wrong.

This feeling is not like the feeling of the original spirit leaving the body, you can intuitively face your own body, you can touch it, you can return to the body at any time, and regain control.

"It's like there's a diaphragm that can't be pierced, can't be ......touched," Arato muttered, "I'm like a spectator rather than a presence!"

The two do not seem to be in the same time and space, they cannot be touched or influenced except by being visible. It's a bit bizarre, but it's true, it's like dancing on the stage and listening to the audience, not on the same level at all.

"Why is that......" Arathia frowned and fell silent, losing control of his body, his consciousness trapped in an unknown place.

However, Araden did not mess around, but wandered back and forth, carefully feeling everything around him, wanting to know where he was.

"The place of consciousness should be different from the separation of the primordial spirit, I have not reached the state of immortality that can be achieved by relying only on the physical body, that is to say, my spirit will not be separated from the physical body or the primordial spirit alone. Otherwise, I would have died. ”

"So, I'm still on my own turf. Arachi looked around again and noticed something unusual.

How sharp is the divine sense of the desolate sky, after experiencing several thunder tribulations, the original god has been tempered by the thunder tribulation, and has reached the point of incomparably condensed, quite a small success.

And the power of divine consciousness is incomparably vast, at his age, it can be said that it is shocking the past and the present, even in a brilliant and prosperous age, few people can compare.

It can be said that his divine sense is extremely keen. After some careful investigation, I finally found some clues.

"The passage of time is different, and the fluctuations in space are not the same......"

It felt familiar, and he seemed to have been in such a situation before, and more than once. The space in which consciousness is located is different from reality, and the speed of time flows.

"How did you forget this stubble!" Huang Tian suddenly realized, "It's the spiritual world!"

At this moment, Huang Tian finally figured out where he was now, which was the spiritual world that Huang Tian had entered several times.

Because the scenery was very different from before, he didn't recognize it at first. But in the end, with the familiar fluctuations, it was still clear.

Since it's a spiritual world, Arachi is a lot more relieved, and it's also his own territory.

"Yan, are you there?" Wasteland cautiously called to Supreme Yan, "It's been a long time, do you want to come out and play?"

"Do you still have the face to beep here?" a clear voice sounded, echoing between heaven and earth, with a playful and uninhibited tone.

When Aratian heard the answer, he was overjoyed, but his face was still dark.

"Big brother, if it weren't for the silver giant blade in front of you, you would be dead, and you'd be too wild!" The space blurred slightly, and a young man in a dark red robe walked out, although his face was hidden in the shadow of his hat, but he could feel the resentment all over his body.

Seeing the familiar faces, the absurd sky was relieved, and then said with a hippie smile: "Isn't this an emergency, besides, I am also a blessed and fateful person, and the broken soul mark will confiscate my life." What is this mere saint?"

"Don't pretend, please, give someone Yan a face. Yan raised his head and made a bitter face, "Dute's soul has fallen into that situation, and he almost lost his life, what are you pretending to be." ”

"Big brother, I'll ask you next time, if you can't fight, you can't run, you're one corpse and two lives, I haven't lived enough!"

"Uh......" Huang Tian's head is full of black lines, what Yan said is the truth, this time is indeed extremely dangerous, if it weren't for a little luck, I'm afraid I would really have to explain here.

"Pay attention next time...... Pay attention next time......"

The two of you are in the spiritual world, you say a word, I say a word, and Arato also understands that his current situation is not optimistic, and he may fall into a dangerous situation again at any time, but there is still no danger for the time being.

Wasteland looked at the Apocalypse Giant Blade, and a strange light flowed in his eyes.

"So, this is what Supreme Yan looks like?"

"This blade is very extraordinary, it is not obvious on weekdays, but I didn't expect it to be able to resist the attack of the sage, and it can mobilize the flames in your body to make it sublimate for a short time. Otherwise, with your and my current abilities, except for the ability to temporarily restore the appearance of Supreme Yan in the spiritual world, don't even think about it outside. Yan touched his chin and looked deeply at the giant blade that was suspended outside, exuding a red glow.

"I don't know how long I can last......"

At this moment, the taunt of the outside world came in, like a heavy bell, exploding in the ears of the barren sky.

"More than ten years ago, the young master of the wasteland was killed in Broken Moon Mountain. Aren't they just watching their enemies get away with it, but they are helpless?......

"When the time comes, we will use the blood of the wastelanders to sacrifice the banner of our great plan, and their bones will be the paving stones for us to step on the starry sky!"

"Oh no!" Looking at the madness that gradually surged in Huangtian's eyes, Yan secretly said that it was not good, now in this situation, Huangtian's state of mind is the most unstable, and it is easy to go violent when stimulated by the outside world.

"Wake up quickly!" Yan shouted, trying to wake up Aratian from his anger.

But all this is undoubtedly useless, in his own spiritual world, no one can get him except himself.

This word exploded like a thunderbolt above the nine heavens, how many days and nights, Huangtian was alone on the roof looking at the stars in a daze, bathed in the moonlight and crying, hoping to be like other peers, with the care and love of his parents, fantasizing that he could be the same as others, even if he lived an ordinary and ordinary life.

He often heard his grandfather's sad sigh alone, and his uncle's quiet tears. In order not to worry them, he must show an optimistic and cheerful appearance, and his sadness and loneliness must be hidden in the bottom of his heart, and he must not reveal the slightest bit, so as not to add to the boredom of his grandfather and uncle.

He gave everything, gave everything, in order not to regret his life, he did not hesitate to risk his life, changed his life against the sky, and finally embarked on the path of cultivation.

All for the night of the blood moon on Broken Moon Mountain more than ten years ago.

Time has passed, and when Mo Tian did not shy away from telling the events of that day, he also threatened to set foot in the wasteland and kill all the people.

The collision of righteousness and family feud instantly ignited the anger in Huangtian's heart. The blood was rushing, and there was a manic fire in his heart, and the endless anger made him no longer able to suppress the hatred and tears that had been silent in his heart for a long time.

Blood welled up in his eyes, causing him to lose himself. At this time, there was only one thing in the mind of the desolate sky, to crush the bones of the hateful person in front of him.

The bright yellow flame appeared, relying on the magical protection of the Apocalypse Giant Blade, allowing him to temporarily possess part of the power of the Supreme Flame, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure fluctuations.

With a heart-rending roar, the flames burst open, directly blasting the black torrent apart. The ink shark was the first to bear the burden, half of his body was directly burned out, not even a trace of ashes, and the rest was directly swept away by the incomparable spiritual power and flame power exuded by the barren sky, like a weak and helpless dead leaf in the wind, being played by the wind between the palms.

The sudden change also alarmed a few people present, making Mo Tian, who was still there calm and calm, suddenly confused, and looked at the furious flames behind him with an unbelievable look of disbelief, and bathed in the flames, the fiery red hair was flying, and the desolate sky like a flame demon god.

"How is it possible, why is this kid not dead?" Mo Qian gritted his teeth and muttered, the blue on his face slowly became hideous, "How can a kid in the primordial realm be so hard?"

Mo Tian seemed to suddenly realize something unusual, felt the aura emanating from Huang Tian's body, and was shocked, "How can this be?"

The words trembled slightly, Mo Tian's mouth opened wide, and the shock in his heart all appeared on his face.

"This force...... Who the hell is this kid?"

At this moment, the bright yellow flame was monstrous, exuding a rich spatial fluctuation, and the years were confused, the scorching breath was permeated, and the endless power flowed from the body of the desolate sky, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure.

He walked forward step by step, and with each step, the void shook violently, and time seemed to stand still for a moment. Dozens of paces away, he came leisurely by himself, sometimes it seemed to reverse time, and he crossed an era along the long river of time, and sometimes the distance was so far away that it seemed that only a moment had passed when he came closer.

Mo Qian shuddered, an inexplicable feeling was born in the depths of his soul, trembling, and the whole person was trembling. It's just that the aura of the figure bathed in flames at this moment is too strong.

"How is it possible, even if you have this secret technique, your strength will not increase so much. ”

"And...... This fluctuation is the fluctuation of the law!"

The Supreme Flame emitted a thousand zhang of light, reflecting the heavens, and the barren sky was bathed in holy light, draped in a long galaxy, and it was brilliant. Wisps of light appeared, turning into chains of order one after another, exuding astonishing fluctuations in the law, cutting off a side of heaven and earth.

Huang Tian raised his palm, and a wisp of bright yellow flame rose, turning into a peerless divine weapon, which was very powerful. Immediately after, he crossed the air, the space fluctuated strongly, and the distance of more than ten steps seemed to be connected together and turned into an inch away, and he appeared in front of Mo Tian in the blink of an eye, killing decisively, splitting out one by one, without giving Mo Tian a chance to react.

I saw that the pitch-black blood spurted out, splashing eerie blood flowers in the air, and a round head flew into the air.