Shen Dong looked at the shadow burned by the flames, and he didn't have a trace of fear of the flames, but fell into a puzzled predicament.

For a moment, Shen Dong put away the flames, but the shadow was already sitting there, deep in thought, not speaking, thinking about who I was over and over again.

Shen Dong wanted to step forward, but the next moment, the black shadow began to erupt, a powerful thought, in an instant, imprisoned the four weeks, for a while, Shen Dong was a little unbearable.

But the next moment, a powerful idea instantly burst Shen Dong's consciousness, for a while, he only felt that the wind blade was crossed, and Shen Dong was instantly rushed out, and the next moment, as if he had fallen into endless purgatory, a murderous aura, like an endless void, carried out.

The next moment, a bloody feeling came to his face, for Shen Dong, it was the first time in his history that he had encountered such a powerful blood qi, this feeling was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses.

Scanning the surroundings, Shen Dong saw that he was actually in a pool of blood, and the blood water seeping around him seemed to be gushing endlessly, staining the land in front of him.

And in the center of it, there is a crystal blood-colored red coffin, as if the contents of the coffin have penetrated the whole coffin, and when he stepped forward, Shen Dong felt a kind of coercion that was completely different from the shadow outside, this kind of coercion was even more domineering, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses, devouring everything and melting everything.

Taking another step, Shen Dong felt that his legs and feet became weak, but under this kind of coercion, Shen Dong seemed to be trapped in it.

For a moment, it was as if his mind had been eroded.

The blood and qi around him rushed to his face one after another.

Those things seemed to be destroying Shen Dong's divine thoughts, although the creation of a thought was activated, but Shen Dong had no divine sense, how could it be that the spiritual oppression brought by this monstrous blood qi could withstand it.

At this moment, the two seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

The absolute surrender of power seems to dominate everything.

It's like the mind is going to eat away.

And at this moment, the black shadow of the outside world walked in in an instant, and the next moment, an indifferent figure, like a shadow-like phantom, appeared in front of Shen Dong.

It was a majestic figure, but the face seemed to be blurred, and it was impossible to see, but even so, I knew that this was a handsome man, as if it was completely different from the shadow just now.

He stood in front of Shen Dong, and the next moment, the coercion invaded the coffins around him, flashing for a moment, and the next moment, the coffins began to tremble.

The blood qi around him began to converge at this moment, and the blood-colored pool water turned into a bone-chilling cold, and the blood jade coffin also returned to his original appearance.

"Bloodseeker! You still don't give up! The figure was indifferent, looked at the coffin, and said directly.

The coffin didn't speak, but it made a trembling sound, and Shen Dong stood aside, watching the man finish everything, but he didn't stop it.

"Who the hell is the senior?" Finally, Shen Dong couldn't help but speak, but the figure seemed to have just noticed, and the next moment, an endless thought rushed directly into Shen Dong's mind.

The idea was carried out again, and at this moment, it was as if his divine thoughts had been completely erased, but it was like the grass and trees on the cliff, growing tenaciously, and the two were intertwined, as if they were running in.

As for Shen Dong, he only felt that his sea of knowledge was like a monster with mad hair, wantonly destroying his sea of knowledge, as if it was torn apart.

The pain that came from his soul made him feel painful, but it was under this circumstance that he found that his shriveled sea of consciousness began to expand.

The power of a mad beast seems to be violent, but it is very medium, and every time, it grasps a kind of limit.

Shen Dong only felt that his one-year cultivation was running like a load, repairing the torn gaps and filling the broken sea of consciousness.

Divine thoughts seem to be endless, and while contending, they also begin to evolve rapidly, and in this case, the two are like a game.

Although the violent power was strong, it was like a trapped beast, on the contrary, Shen Dong's divine thoughts were endless, growing more and more vigorously, although it could not prove that it was resisting, but it already had the capital to fight the enemy.

It was in this situation that Shen Dong was in pain and happiness, and his consciousness was in a coma again and again in this extreme pain, and the pain was endless, like a punished prisoner.

Of course, I don't know how long it took for this situation to take Shen Dong's divine thoughts to confront the violent power head-on.

On the contrary, the other party seemed to be a little powerless, although he was still destroying it frantically, he was wrapped in Shen Dong's divine thoughts, and then gradually, refining and turning into Shen Dong's use.

Although that force was still struggling, it was obviously no longer Shen Dong's opponent.

Shen Dong absorbed little by little, transformed little by little, and gradually, began to expand his powerful power.

Gradually, the expanded sea of consciousness was being expanded, and the divine thoughts were also transformed at this moment, and the absolute purity of power began to be constantly compressed.

The two seem to have reached an extreme, and in an instant, the two merge.

In an instant, Shen Dong's body couldn't help but tremble, the sea of consciousness had changed, if Shen Dong's sea of knowledge could only be described as a trickle before, then now, it has turned into a small lake, and he found that his divine thoughts have also completely transformed into divine consciousness.

Shen Dong opened his eyes, his divine consciousness urged, and in an instant, he felt a completely different feeling, divine sense, a divine thought that a monk can only have when he reaches the foundation building, and now, Shen Dong has actually improved.

Of course, this is also because of the power that the shadow has just merged into his body.

Glancing around, Shen Dong found that the phantom had disappeared, which made Shen Dong a little puzzled, but he was at a loss.

Shen Dong was a little confused, he glanced around, and at this moment, he saw the coffin that had changed, and in this way, the blood jade had become as if it had become clear.

In the coffin, a woman lay calmly in it, and if there was anything different about her, it was her hair, which was red all over and looked a little weird.

The woman is very beautiful, above her delicate face, the blood-colored eyebrows make her look a little demonic, and above the eyebrows, the rune-like blood-colored marks seem to be innate, dressed in white clothes like snow, but the nails exude a kind of redness.

The woman lay down calmly, but for some reason, when Shen Dong looked at her, it was as if everything about herself had been seen through by the woman, and the next moment, she took a few steps back.

All of a sudden, that sense of crisis arose, and his hand couldn't help but rise, wanting to open the coffin, he wasted a lot of strength, and even urged the true qi, but the coffin did not move at all.