The power of a punch tore the sky and the earth, like a pitch-black dragon.

But something shocked the dragon-patterned Arhat happened, a gray light in Zhou Yi's hand had extraordinary magic power, and he was blessed with Zen light, and a blow that was enough to split mountains and seas was easily caught.

Yes, Zhou Yi grabbed his fist.

Like catching a chicken, he grabbed the fist of the dragon-patterned Arhat, and then the light of the gray law in Zhou Yi's right hand was flourishing, annihilating the Zen light of the dragon-patterned Arhat inch by inch, and then a click sounded.

The dragon pattern arhat only felt a shock and a sharp pain on his fist, a flower in front of him, a huge force had lifted him, after the sky was dark, there was a sharp pain in his head, and a strange force poured into his body, straight to the depths of the sea of knowledge, with a muffled sound, its consciousness sank into the depths of the soul.

Zhou Yi is so terrifying, mastering the five origins, with the promotion of demigods, the five origins have also successfully entered the law-level power, which is a weapon that can only be fully exerted by true gods.

Just using a little bit of power, he defeated the dragon pattern Arhat, the strength is terrifying, if it is not more than ten times his strength to crush, Zhou Yi can be called invincible in the same rank.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, looked at the dragon-patterned arhat who had been captured by him in his hand and lost consciousness at the same time, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Then next, let me see what information you have in your head." ”

The sage's thinking activated, and his thoughts like flowing water quickly entered the depths of the consciousness of the dragon-patterned great arhat.

Zhou Yi's cultivation secret method of the dragon pattern great arhat was bound to be obtained, and the divine dragon law body was just right to deal with the biological battle body in his plan.

The thinking of the saint has been exerted to the extreme, and the massive power of fate is injected into the thinking of the saint at a glance.

A purple one-foot light and shadow continued to rise and fall in Zhou Yi's sea of consciousness, and a massive amount of fate power poured into it, making it brighter and brighter, as if a purple divine light had reached an unprecedented level.

Zhou Yi's eyes also reflected a purple glow. The ruthless aura of the Supreme Sun spread out from his body, it was the breath of the supreme and exclusive saint.

With the continuous influx of the power of fate, the entire sage's thinking began to change, it was slowly changing from virtual to real, and it was inextricably linked with Zhou Yi's consciousness, as if it was merging.

Purple filaments of light connected Zhou Yi's mind and were infecting his consciousness.

And Zhou Yi also noticed this strange change at this time, and he didn't stop it, because this change didn't give him a sense of danger. On the contrary, he found a benefit at this time, the gap between himself and the sage mind was disappearing, as if the sage mind was completely becoming his own.

But at this time, Zhou Yi remembered the cat's words.

"You have to manipulate the mind of a saint through a virtual godhead."

The influence of feelings prevailed, and Zhou Yi immediately cut off the thinking that fused with the sage's thinking, and his consciousness linked to the virtual godhead, allowing it to replace himself and the sage's thinking for fusion.

In the sea of consciousness, a virtual godhead appeared here silently, and it derived countless colorful silk threads, connecting towards the sage's mind.

The mind of the saint after coming into contact with the virtual Godhead. There was no resistance, and it poured into the virtual godhead like flowing water.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a few minutes passed, with a purple aura transformed by the saint's thoughts. A purple light erupted, turning into countless filaments of light, all of which merged into the virtual godhead.

After the fusion of the virtual godhead and the saint's mind, the godhead began to undergo strange changes. A hint of authenticity emerges, a process of transformation from the unreal to the real, and countless tiny runes make up for it on top of the godhead. A purple pattern.

Zhou Yi looked at this scene, his heart was shocked, and then a bright light flashed through his heart.

"Godhead, this is Godhead, the source of the power of the gods, legend has it that the godhead of the gods is formed by the aggregation of consciousness, soul, and power, and it will become the source of energy and thoughts in the end, and the virtual godhead and the saint's mind are fused, absorbing countless forces of fate, is this the evolution towards the Godhead."

When Zhou Yi thought of this, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart.

"Godhead, that is the source of power, with infinite thinking ability, isn't this something similar to the Heavenly Dao in the previous life, calculate everything in the entire universe and space, if I fuse this Godhead with the Taiji core of my bloodline plane, can it directly become the origin of the Heavenly Dao of the entire world, with the ability of the Heavenly Dao to calculate all things in the general way of the Heavenly Dao, and artificially create the real Heavenly Dao."

"In the core of Tai Chi, there are countless spells in my Supreme Demon Codex, which can decompose and evolve hundreds of millions of rules and laws, and finally integrate into the Godhead, as the information structure of the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and contained in the Supreme Demon Codex, the soul that belongs to me will also become the core will of the Heavenly Dao."

"Isn't this the basic structure of the Godhead, and the combination of my Godhead and the entire bloodline plane, which is almost equal to the origin of the positive bloodline plane, and with the continuous promotion of the plane in the future, the origin of the Godhead will continue to improve, which means that my soul is also constantly growing, and the moment when I achieve the true universe is the moment when I achieve eternity."

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi saw the path to a god-level existence, which was far faster than perfecting the law inch by inch.

"I want to deduce this idea carefully, so that this soon-to-be-formed godhead and the bloodline law plane can be perfectly combined, and guide the bloodline law plane to advance to the world realm."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's consciousness was once again connected to the mind of the saint who had been deified, and he secretly said in his heart: "From now on, you should be called the saint godhead." ”

Consciousness connected to the saint godhead, Zhou Yi felt that his thinking was stretched, reaching a level beyond his understanding, everything could see the essence at a glance, looking up, the essence of the entire world appeared in his eyes, it was the world world world composed of rules, laws and subtle runes, he was no longer confused by appearance.

Consciousness flowed towards the dragon-patterned great arhat, and Zhou Yi came to a world covered with black Buddha light, which was the depths of the dragon-patterned great arhat's sea of knowledge.

A large pitch-black relic exudes a misty aura, protecting itself in it.

Zhou Yi's arrival was so abrupt that he came to the relics in a blink of an eye, stretched out his arms, and grabbed the relics.

The black relics seem to sense the crisis, and a black brilliance is about to struggle.

However, Zhou Yi's consciousness connected with the saint's godhead, mobilized countless forces of fate to descend, and along his consciousness vein, he entered the realm of this sea of consciousness.

Consciousness manipulated the power of fate, evolved countless rune circuits, and sealed the relics of this dragon-patterned great arhat.

Looking at the black relics that were constantly trembling in his hands, a purple light flashed in Zhou Yi's hand, it was the mysterious power flowing out of the saint godhead, this kind of power exceeded any force that Zhou Yi had ever felt, the only pity was that this kind of power was only a little bit, it was only the thickness of a filament, like a spirit snake, straight towards the black relics.

It has a unique spirituality, a unique strength, and the incomparably dense shell of the black relic cannot stop it, it is easily passed through by it, and the relic has no scars, as if it is not an entity at all, but a phantom.

Zhou Yi looked at this scene, his heart was shocked, and a consciousness was connected to this filament, and then entered the inside of the relic.

Then he saw a strange scene.

This is a black world, in which countless Sanskrit words flicker, and the power is absorbed by countless Sanskrit texts, transformed into one Sanskrit after another, connected to each other, forming a large Sanskrit array, they resonate, as if once it erupts, the sky will fall apart.

In an instant, Zhou Yi understood, this is the mystery of the Buddhist relics, countless Sanskrit arrays are linked to each other, turning into a three-dimensional Sanskrit array, wrapping the core soul, consciousness, energy source, like a simplified world.

In an instant, Zhou Yi realized: "I see, no matter what world is, everything is the same, although there are some differences, but the essence is the same, simulating heaven and earth, reshaping the universe, endlessly, creating something out of nothing." ”

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, and he became more determined in his path.

"There are two saints in the Buddha Gate, which means that their avenue is correct, and I also need to walk out of my own avenue, but the direction of the Buddha Gate can be used for reference, plus the way of the wizards in this world, I can already see the approximate."

As soon as his consciousness turned, Zhou Yi's consciousness returned, and he once again followed the purple light silk in this Buddhist gate array.

I don't know how long it took to pass through the gaps of the large array, and came to the center of the entire relic, where a purple rune phantom stood up in the void, shrouding the core of the relics in purple light.

In the center of the purple light was a black ball of light, and among them sat a bald giant three meters tall on his knees, his whole body was dark, like a piece of black charcoal.

By this time, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

When the purple light filament came here, it immediately sensed the purple rune phantom, and immediately became excited, and it turned into a purple storm and pounced over.

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The Void Purple Swastika is brilliant, and it is about to fight back.

But the Purple Storm was like its natural nemesis, completely submerging it in an instant, and then swallowing it into its belly.

Zhou Yi also felt at this time that the brilliance of the entire purple storm had risen sharply, as if he had eaten enough.

Zhou Yi looked at this scene, thoughtful, and said secretly: "This purple light filament, could it be the unique power generated by the saint's godhead, it needs to be supplemented by the same level of power?" So can those fragments of the dungeon godhead be absorbed? (To be continued......)