It's late.

It's too late to say anything.

The Buddha statue behind the Apocalypse collapsed, the black chains firmly wrapped around him, and the demons scratched at his consciousness and tore apart the soul of the Apocalypse.

Gu Feng had unconsciously come to Apocalypse's side, he stretched out his ghost claw, easily tearing the chest of this body, and the ghost claw also firmly grasped the heart of Apocalypse's mutation.

"This heart contains the blood and wisdom of countless people."

"Apocalypse, you don't know how many exorcism shells have been replaced, how many people's bodies have been occupied by the dove occupying the magpie's nest, and the results and wisdom of their cultivation have become your wedding clothes."

"But have you ever thought that one day you too will be replaced by someone else??"

Gu Feng had something to say, and when he heard it, he was even more shocked in his heart, could it be that he was going to ......

"What are you going to do?"

"Stop, do you know what the consequences of this are??"

"I've lived for a thousand years, I still have many, many secrets, I have a value you can't imagine, I know about the foundation of the [Traveler]......" Apocalypse's voice became a little flustered, and he had vaguely guessed what Gu Feng was going to do.

But by this time it was too late.

The abyssal cage of pain had covered him, the black thorns had pierced the consciousness and soul of the Apocalypse, and the three cruel creatures who had completely turned into demons, they only knew how to devour and tear the consciousness of their enemies, and then firmly grasp him and drag him into the empty abyssal realm, making the enemy their own kind......

Consciousness is constantly collapsing and dissolving.

Apocalypse's consciousness was forcefully pulled out of his body, and then when he looked back, he found that the body was sitting cross-legged in place, silently contemplating and comprehending.

Repair.

It was the consciousness that belonged to the original master of the body, and he was still comprehending his own path of asceticism, as if this battle had nothing to do with him at all, and he was still constantly opening up in the realm of consciousness.

"My heart!"

"My immortal heart, my heart that will always inherit my life consciousness!"

"Damn, damn!!"

"If the consciousness collapses and the soul is pulled into a cage, my heart will also be surrendered to that nameless boy, which will never allow ......"

Apocalypse's collapsed consciousness kept waving his palms, trying to return to this body and regain control of his immortal heart, but he couldn't.

The three demons and the chains of the Black Prison are pulling it into the abyss little by little.

He could only wave his limbs weakly, watching as all the power he had slowly accumulated was given to the cultivator, if he could succeed in enlightenment, he would completely inherit all the essence accumulated by the Apocalypse for thousands of years.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest.

Other people's efforts became his wedding dress, which is the one thing Apocalypse does best

But he didn't expect that one day he would fall into this kind of fate, thousands of years of continuous vanishing, and he would become a terrifying demon......

"No!"

"It's not like that!"

"I have just comprehended Bodhidharma's fist intent, I can continue to inherit and comprehend more mysteries, and I can continue to grow stronger and reach the top forever."

"I don't want to be a ghost, don't be imprisoned!!"

Heavenly inspiration let out a heart-rending roar, but his gradually crumbling consciousness was pulled into Gu Feng's hands by chains, and a larger soul black crystal gradually formed, and the three evil ghosts grabbed the apocalypse and were sealed in this black crystal, turning into a dark and simple stone the size of a pebble.

This stone is extraordinarily special, indescribably evil, just by looking at it, you will feel that your eyes will be absorbed into it.

A faint glow flickered.

There seem to be four remnants swimming in it, as if there are a few small fish swimming in the crystal ball, but if you look closely, you will see that they are all twisted demons full of struggle and despair, fighting repeatedly in the crystal ball......

Four souls.

Among the goose-egg-sized soul black crystals, there are four souls that are gradually turning into evil spirits.

Gu Feng put it away, and at the same time, the Shadow Demon Hand also retracted his spine, and all his abilities quickly retraced, and soon he turned back into the young man with the golden ratio of muscles.

"The Traveler's Secret ......"

"I'll dig it out little by little, and you can be a hungry ghost in peace."

"Everything in this bright base, even the continuation of thousands of years with you, I have accepted it for you." Gu Feng's lips departed from the soul black crystal, and said to the soul of the apocalypse that still refused to give up in the black crystal cage, the tone was so evil and weird, but it deeply knocked down the few remaining firm consciousness of the apocalypse.

Despair.

The soul of the apocalypse in the soul black crystal raised his head in the torn by the evil ghost, he looked at Gu Feng desperately and unwillingly, and then was torn to pieces little by little waiting to be devoured.

For a long time to come, the apocalypse will be subjected to unimaginable torment.

Then it slowly transforms into a pure evil ghost, without any thoughts of its own, only the purest evil thoughts......

……

……

Repair.

He was still cross-legged and still in his senses.

The aura exuded by this man is getting weaker and weaker, to be precise, it is becoming more and more condensed, from the initial aggressiveness to introverted and simple.

He is like a simple old farmer, doing farm work in the vegetable garden.

He is like an old monk walking slowly on crutches in the desert, leaving a row of footprints in the endless yellow sand.

Gu Feng looked at it and nodded again and again, if Xiu Yan could really comprehend something, there would definitely be a earth-shaking change when he woke up, and then his strength could even threaten himself......

After all, there is still the heritage left by the apocalypse for thousands of years, placed in the heart of his chest, waiting for him to dig and obtain.

Look at the other side.

The battle on Ling Xue's side was almost over, although the noble-level warriors under the Holy Maiden were somewhat defeated by those messengers, but don't forget that Xiaolan had joined the battlefield, and many of them had been frozen into sculptures, and there was no longer any attack power.

"Repair ......"

"My cultivator, how is he??" Ling Xue's eyes flashed with tears, and when she saw Gu Feng walking back, she immediately rushed up to ask.

Witnessing the outrageous battle like the immortal fight just now, Ling Xue was almost ready to face the cruel reality, but she still had some expectations for the result in her heart, what happened to the cultivator, is he still alive?

Gu Feng showed a mysterious smile.

His palm patted Ling Xue firmly on the shoulder: "Your man is amazing, he has walked out of his own way, now what you should pray for is not that Xiu Yan is not dead, but that he will not become a monk." ”

Ling Xue had some inexplicable feelings.

What does this mean, cultivating to become a monk, why does this sound so strange?

If she could fully witness the whole process of this earth-shattering and weeping ghost and god battle, she would definitely not say so.

After all......

The blood of the crown prince Siddhartha flows in the body of the cultivator, and the ghost knows if he will become a holy monk after he comprehends something? ?

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(End of chapter)