Chapter 920: My Faith Is Always the Same (8)

"It seems that the spiritual power emitted by this angel statue just now made the angel Wuhan move again."

Wang Feng came back to his senses and sensed everything in his body.

In the sea of knowledge, the other half of the golden body of the mysterious angel lit up slightly, and the seven golden wings behind him also lit up.

At the same time, seven blood gold lines, one of them, the golden side, was also completely lit up.

and the black side, forming an opposing posture.

As if activated!

Seeing this, Wang Feng was overjoyed.

Sure enough, it seems to work.

Another purpose for him to come to this angelic illusion realm was to awaken this mysterious angel that had undergone evolution and mutation, as well as the seven blood gold lines.

Now it seems that the purpose was successful.

A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.

These seven statues, exactly one by one?

Staring at this first angel statue, the light emitted by the holy sword in the other party's hand looked a little dim.

The mysterious runes on the holy sword, Wang Feng seemed to understand a little.

At the same time, Wang Feng walked towards the next angel statue.

The majestic and holy spiritual power, from the statue's eyes, once again impacted Wang Feng's soul and spirit.

The mysterious angel in the sea of consciousness shook the west, as if it would turn into ashes at any time under the impact of this spiritual power.

Wang Feng is still a secret of luck, resisting this huge spiritual impact, and still washing.

Under this impact, his figure became more and more solid.

This kind of mental impact is a painful torture and bearing for the soul.

The majestic power contained in that spiritual power seems to be able to wash people's souls clean.

can't say it's bad, but Wang Feng doesn't want to be swayed.

He could only use the secret techniques of soul cultivation such as the previous word secret to see how to resist the impact of this spiritual power, and see if he could reach and break through the limit of spiritual power.

This is both a danger and an opportunity.

Wang Feng knew that if he grasped it, his strength would be improved.

Soon, the second statue, Wang Feng withstood it.

He sat still, resting.

With the strength of his current spiritual power, it was difficult to resist the impact of the spiritual power emitted by this angel statue.

But fortunately, there is a former word secret, otherwise, it may not be able to resist.

The second angel statue, after Wang Feng survived it, the angel martial soul lit up the second golden wing, corresponding to the black light on the other side.

The second blood-gold pattern also lit up again.

Wang Feng took a deep breath and rested for a while.

I also had some guesses about these seven statues in my heart.

But he still feels very puzzled about his angel martial soul.

Immediately after, Wang Feng walked in front of the third angel statue.

This time, it's a little different.

The holy sword in the angel statue's hand lit up, and the statue seemed to be alive, directly holding the holy sword, and slashed down towards Wang Feng with a sword!

Wang Feng was shocked.

I only felt that the holy sword seemed to contain the power to cut all the evils in the world!

Under the sword, Wang Feng's originally condensed figure actually became a little blurred.

The jelly spiritual power that had just recovered into a semi-solid was shattered in an instant!

Wang Feng's soul shook violently!

I know that this time, it's a lot stronger than the last two!

As if his soul was about to be torn apart, Wang Feng's heart trembled, and the phantom of his entire body seemed to be directly destroyed by the spiritual power contained in this sword.

At the moment of crisis, Wang Feng was still extremely calm and extremely lucky.

As a holy method of healing, in addition to restoring the physical body, the word secret will also have an instantaneous recovery effect on the soul of the primordial spirit. Although Wang Feng has not cultivated to the fullest now, he can only recover slowly.

But it's enough.

In this place, he himself is in a soul state, and he can't even use a martial soul.

With this sword slashed, Wang Feng's figure was much weaker.

After a long time, Wang Feng slowly recovered. This place is not even useful for meteor tears for a while.

Because of this angelic illusion, all attacks are only against the soul and spirit.

"It should be getting harder and harder in the future. Every angel statue... It's not easy. ”

Wang Feng muttered.

After the third angel statue.

His angelic martial soul and blood gold patterns have also changed.

Obviously, it is necessary to completely pass through these seven statues, I am afraid that I will be able to fully activate the blood gold pattern, or the angel martial spirit?

Wang Feng thought so, but he didn't know how.

After resting and recovering, Wang Feng's face sank and he walked to the fourth statue.

But the strange thing is that the spiritual impact of the fourth statue seems to be very soft.

Neither hurrying nor slow, like a golden ocean, covering itself.

Wang Feng frowned slightly, knowing that this was definitely not simple.

It seems that it is not as strong as the previous three impacts, but this pressure exists all the time.

Every moment, it is impacting his spiritual soul.

until a zero cut-off point is reached.

Wang Feng snorted, as if he had returned to the bottom of the sea where he was in Poseidon Island, where the ring was still thousands of meters underneath.

The spiritual power of this fourth angel statue is like this, soft, but slowly condensed.

Wang Feng's willpower and endurance are a test of the limit.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Feng to feel the spiritual condensation like a vast ocean slowly reced.

The fourth blood-gold pattern lit up.

The two secret techniques are running one after another, while recovering the wounds suffered by the soul, and at the same time seeing if they can cultivate their spiritual power...

Fortunately, Wang Feng was not disappointed.

After these four impacts, the spiritual power that broke and then shattered changed from the jelly-like gelatinous semi-solid before to a soft dough.

Mental power, take another step forward.

Wang Feng secretly said that it was dangerous, and after four impacts, he finally made a breakthrough in his spiritual power.

He didn't know what level his spiritual power realm was. But even if it was Bibi Dong at the demigod level before, it was definitely going to be surpassed.

After resting, Wang Feng walked to the fifth angel statue.

This angel statue is different from the previous ones.

Majestic, solemn.

At the moment of facing it, Wang Feng did not feel the impact of spiritual power.

It is a coercion, a coercion from his own beliefs, at this moment, Wang Feng seems to have doubts about his countless beliefs.

Doubt whether what you insist on is right, and doubt that you will go on like this without results? Is there a meaning to living in this world? Is it doubtful that all this will be true? Could it be just a dream?

Wonder if you really like big...

Well? Wait, how could I doubt this?

It was this consistent belief in the end that made Wang Feng persevere.

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile in his heart.

The endless coercion of faith dissipated in an instant.

"I'm always the same."

Wang Feng said in his heart.

The fifth angel statue stared at Wang Feng, although there were no words, Wang Feng could feel the speechlessness of this statue.

Then, Wang Feng walked to the sixth angel statue.