An Weng maintained a special triangular mudra, and the dark flames burned from the triangular hollow, spreading to the palms, upper arms, gradually covering the chest and abdomen, and even the skull.

It is not coke-like, but it uses more "economical" means to extract the essence of the flesh and blood, make it burn, and exert 120% of the energy.

An Weng is like this, and Zheng Xiao is almost the same. With An Chengli in front of him, he could still remain calm for the time being, but the more calm he was, the more he didn't understand. For this reason, he asked An Weng through the Celestial Realm:

"Why? We're just paving the way for the Order's forces to enter Summer City on a large scale, aren't we? To this extent, can't you still win the trust of people, and you have to sacrifice the lives of a few priests? ”

An Weng's answer was unpredictable: "Chengli, this child, only when he hides behind others, his brain is clear." ”

“……”

When he spoke of the door of truth, he asked when and where. That's right, only clear and specific information is fundamental. But that's what the Order lacks now. ”

"So, Ann Wong you want to verify? You're doing all this to find out what doesn't necessarily exist yet? After all, the Order didn't confirm it at all, did it? ”

Zheng Xiao could barely continue to control his emotions, and it was difficult for anyone who found out that his life might be squandered on a meaningless conjecture. No, no, no matter what direction it takes, he cherishes his life, but without a goal, there is no miracle. He didn't want to give up even the last bit of hope!

An Weng seemed to read his thoughts: "We are not aimless, remember the 'human-faced spider'?" Where does it come from, the company that uses money to cover up the smell, and they want to use the human-faced spider as a potion? What a reason for that! ”

"Quantum, the Gate of Truth?" Zheng Xiao was dumbfounded for a while, it was difficult for him to connect the two elements of the bull's head and the horse's mouth.

An Weng firmly believes in this, and his will is extremely firm: "We have been preempted of the opportunity, and now we must not hesitate to take the opportunity back." The door of truth is something that only we are qualified to touch; The authority of truth is destined to be in our hands! ”

“……”

Zheng Xiao suddenly understood why he always couldn't rise to the next level, maybe the hundreds or so who stood at the top of the entire sect, every one of them was a paranoid madman like An Weng!

He almost gave up communication, but the unwillingness in his heart still made his mind beat:

"Ann Wong!"

It was also at this moment that the centenarian on the opposite side said to him in the most "officinal" way: "Pray, child." The door of prayer and truth is in Summer City. Or, as the sacred scriptures say, beneath the thick clouds, the islands covered with boiling magma, and the demons carrying chains through the clouds...... Order envelops disorder, and disorder devours order...... Perhaps, we will search for a corner of the clouds, and there will be a powerful demon revealed by the holy scriptures, coming from across the sky to take our place......"

"Go to the special demons, go to the special holy scriptures!"

The communication in the realm of celestial performance, the three main priests can all know, maybe a certain information has formed a stimulus, An Chengli's side, miraculously regained a little sense, and roared with his mind.

However, in an instant, the manic mood was like a storm, blowing past. An Chengli's little thought was like a thin thread that could break at any time, moaning in the storm.

"He's more persistent than I thought. That's good! ”

An Weng was very pleased with his nephew's reaction. Zheng Xiao on the other side was not only cold, but also gave birth to an induction, and his consciousness was thrown into the center of the Tianyan Realm.

Unconsciously, the two ends of the projection of the truth balance formed a horizontal line relative to the "big triangle" of the celestial realm. The three main priests, the eight sacrificial knights, and dozens of priests and knights, their vitality mixed with fear and madness, together merged into a huge amount of chaotic elements, especially under the large amount of "output" of An Chengli, at least at this moment, forming a rare balance with Child.

Zheng Xiao opened his mouth, unable to say anything, and his mind projected the last message: "But we are still in the spatial fault ......"

An Ong's response was like a placebo: "Son, you have to be clear, this is an opportunity, a wonderful opportunity. ”

As the old man's mind became clear, Zheng Xiao suddenly felt that his body and soul trembled, and the three-dimensional structure built with the projection of the Truth Balance and the three main priests in the Heavenly Evolution Realm began to vibrate and distort.

The interlacing of forces is too complex to observe, but the outward fluctuations that eventually form are momentarily swept across the material plane of the logical world.

At this moment, Zheng Xiao "saw" Ouyang Chen. This theoretical first person in Xia City was frowning, casting his gaze on the projection of the embodied balance of truth.

This scene no longer needs to be transferred by An Weng, and the information is only passed back through the fluctuating spread scan.

Zheng Xiao also gathered more information, for example, he probably understood the "boundary" of the logical world, which is the area of the conjoined complex of three high-rise buildings, with a radius of about a little more than a kilometer.

So the question arises: if it is always enclosed inside, what kind of verification can we talk about?

The frequency of fluctuations dominated by the balance of truth...... Probably that's how it can be described, a subtle change has taken place. Correspondingly, the fluctuations cut into the spiritual level.

According to the Order's texts, the spiritual level is like an infinite ocean, incomparably vast and incomparably profound. People's spiritual consciousness is like fish, some can only swing in the shallow sea, while others can swim at the bottom of the sea for 10,000 meters.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and the metaphor is often very different from the reality. In any case, it is very difficult to enter the "deep sea". In the cultivation texts of the Order, the spiritual level is roughly divided into five layers: shallow, medium, deep, abyss, and extreme, and Zheng Xiao, as the chief priest of the oath, can only dangle at the edge of the "middle belt" when he is in the best state.

But now, with the rapid change of fluctuation frequency, his form and spirit trembled, like a twist and mixed into an ugly strange fish, a fierce man plunged down, and then entered the deep sea that he had never experienced, and was also fed back by the terrifying pressure.

Zheng Xiao groaned, only to feel that the muscles and bones of his whole body were seriously deformed, and his soul was even more distorted. In the midst of extreme pressure and pain, a wealth of information was transmitted back, but most of the information was not connected to him, let alone comprehended.

Maybe, Ann Wong can, really?

Through the Tianyan realm, Zheng Xiao can vaguely feel that An Weng is not having a good time now. Every time the fluctuation frequency dominated by the holy relics changed, it was a great torture to the centenarian's body, and the damage caused was irreversible.

This is validation, verification at the cost of life...... Not?

Zheng Xiao wasn't sure if he heard anything, but at this moment, he clearly felt that something had seeped in the Tianyan realm, so that slender and light shadows had swept around the projection of the truth balance, and the zigzag trajectory was like the arthropods of insects, which was confusing and throbbing.