In the center of the field, a dense and strange formation is planned, and each node is like a leaf on a huge tree, condensed into a complete pu leaf.

There are layers of light points on the pu leaves that are condensing, and that light point Su Yan is too familiar, it is this kind of light that flew out of the ice sculpture human body before.

On the periphery, there were a lot of people gathered, and almost half of them had one or two stars on their eyebrows.

And at the front stood a row of people, their eyebrows were not stars, but the pattern of the moon, the most of them were four, and the least was one.

One of the old men with four moons in his eyebrows saw Su Yan's two brothers coming, beckoned, and the two hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"I've seen Shizun!"

The old man in front of him was Yan Chi and Han Jin's master Yang Qiu Daoren, a April Lord God.

Some people next to him began to praise the two apprentices of Yangqiu Daoren, what kind of talent, outstanding talent, suave and so on.

The two of them were introduced by the Yangqiu Daoist, and they saluted with many moon gods, and finally let Su Yan, that is, Yan Chi, enter the center of the field with more than 500 people, sit down cross-legged, and experience the apocalypse together.

The so-called apocalypse is to use the unique things of this place, that is, those medicinal powers, to allow you to condense your own godhead.

Once the Godhead is formed, you will be a true Lord Godhead, and the number of stars in the center of your eyebrows in the future is the embodiment of the energy contained in your Godhead.

From one star to nine stars, it is the ultimate!

In a trance, the formation was activated, and there seemed to be a voice telling him how to condense his godhead step by step, become a stubborn stone out of nothing, and then temper it into his own godhead, and finally comprehend the world and condense life.

This feeling is very mysterious, indescribable, but it is real, and he uses those green medicinal powers to constantly pull the silk threads, slowly converging.

The process was slow, but fast, and when the first thread was condensed, he relied on instinct and enjoyed drawing the second and third......

In the center of the field, someone kept breaking out in cold sweat on his forehead, and then he fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then someone quietly entered and carried him out for treatment.

The number of people continued to decrease, and Han Jin on the periphery of the field finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Yan looking at ease, he had been telling his junior brother not to be nervous, but in fact, he was more nervous than anyone else.

Now seeing him like this, I glanced at the master who was talking to other people, and my heart was relieved.

It seems that the master is also full of confidence in the little junior brother.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, ten days passed, and the original five hundred apocalypse teenagers on the field were now less than thirty people left.

At this time, Su Yan's eyebrows had already condensed into a void and unstable star, and there was a halo behind him that was faintly flickering.

Another ten days passed, and there were only six of the original thirty people left, and these six people had already succeeded in the apocalypse and entered the end.

The starry dots on their eyebrows had been completely condensed, which made some people elated, but at the same time, it also showed how difficult it was to condense the godhead.

Until Su Yan was the first to open his eyes, the light in his eyes was magnificent, and a huge aura was released, and a huge illusory figure suddenly appeared behind him, which would be his outer body.

After receiving the supernatural powers, Han Jin ran into the venue to celebrate Su Yan with a smile, and the Yangqiu Dao people also nodded with satisfaction, and there were congratulations around him.

Su Yan was also happy, although he didn't know whether he was Yan Chi or his original appearance at the moment, but looking at the slowly rotating black godhead in his body, he was full of surprise.

This is the godhead he has condensed on his own.

Touching a star in the center of his eyebrows, he jumped and jumped with joy, and Daokong kept praising Su Yan's talent for how good, and he had a meal at night.

Yangqiu Daoist walked slowly, then touched Su Yan's forehead, and said softly: "Good job!" ”

Su Yan looked embarrassed, then looked at the center of the field, and the rest of the people also got up excitedly, verifying their breakthroughs.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound in the sky, and when Su Yan raised his head, he saw a black spot in the distance that was constantly approaching, until it reached the top of everyone's heads in just a few breaths.

It was an angel with black cloth covering his eyes, waving three pairs of huge white wings behind his back, wearing a dress with delicate patterns entwined, and a pair of crystal clear feet slightly exposed underneath, and a pair of golden copper rings on the feet.

It's a Seraphim!

"I've seen the guard!" Everyone knelt down one by one, full of respect, and Han Jin was even more obsessed, and was pulled by Lord Yangqiu before kneeling down.

Su Yan couldn't hear what the Seraphim from the Mansion was saying, because everything around him was rapidly regressing.

Until his body trembled violently, and he really opened his eyes with a rapid breath.

He sat cross-legged on a stone, sweaty, looking left and right, there was no Yuming City here, there was no Han Jin, Yangqiu Dao people or even Nanhuangtong.

He's the only one!

"Is it a dream?" He wiped the sweat from his head and muttered to himself.

Unconsciously, he actually walked through the scene of Yan Chi's apocalypse, was it his godhead factor or a trick played by Qingyang here?

But......

Su Yan lowered his head again, his divine sense entered his body, and he frowned as he looked at the slowly rotating black godhead.

Yourself, are you doing something wrong!

On the other side, Nanhuang Tong incarnated as Daokong, and for the first time he practiced with Shizun Yangqiu Daoren, and then broke through, and finally Shizun accepted another disciple and named him Yanchi.

Yan Chi is a little stupid and is often bullied by himself......

"What are you doing?" An Mo lay on the ground, looked at the two people below and asked Xiang Qingyang.

Qingyang smiled and said, "Give them a choice, after all, only one medicine person on the entire mountain can step on the path of the main god, and in this sixth layer, I gave them a choice." ”

"Choice? What are the options? An Mo said strangely.

Qingyang shook his head: "Shaofujun looks at it, but I don't know how bold they are, whether they dare to try, of course, it is more Su Yan, his decision is the biggest, and it is also full of adventures, this is the last test I gave him!" ”

"Pretend to be a ghost, don't say it, I can guess it!" An Mo pouted with some displeasure.

Qingyang smiled bitterly, speechless for a while, but his gaze stayed on Su Yan's body.

What will he do?

Su Yan frowned and thought, Nanhuangtong on the other side gradually woke up, he seemed to have experienced a part of a person's life, and he was also frowning at the moment, looking at the godhead that had been condensed in his body.

It was self-condensed, but what he experienced was different.

Is that an illusion or a reality?