With a loud bang, Ying Zheng fell straight from the sky and smashed onto a mountain peak, the peak of thousands of meters collapsed instantly, the earth shook the mountain, and the earth set off dust in the sky.

Tian Zhizhi and Long Tianhua were full of anxiety in the sky, and rushed in the direction of Yingzheng's fall, but with their strength, they couldn't catch up at all, and when they glided below, they had already seen such a spectacular scene.

In the dust, Yi Yingzheng's divine body was not damaged at all, but his face was hideous, his hands were holding his head in pain, his eyes were unpredictable, and he roared loudly: "Get out, get out of my mind." ”

"Mole ants, the power of the glorious sky cannot be violated, and the world is destroyed by the thunder. In Ying Zheng's mind, countless brilliant thunderbolts suddenly appeared, crackling and exploding, and the spirit of the sky appeared in the depths of Ying Zheng's mind, approaching the door of Ying Zheng's soul.

"Damn, don't ......" Ying Zheng found that the illusory thunder light seemed to be really indestructible, his aura and divine sense could not stop half a point at all, as long as he touched it, it would turn into nothingness.

"Is this the end? Is it completely over?" Ying Zheng was extremely at a loss in his heart, he had used all the means at his disposal, but to no avail. What other means did he have to counter the Heavenly Spirit?

As long as the spirit of the sky rushed into the door of his soul, his soul would not have the slightest power to resist, and it would be wiped out by the incomparable thunder light in an instant.

"The power of the heart, the power of the heart. The power of the heart ......" At this moment, Yingzheng suddenly sounded the words of the spirit of Hongmeng, but he couldn't understand the power of the heart at all. What's that, exactly?

Seeing that the spirit of the sky was already close to the door of the soul, Yingzheng was burned inside, but there was still no clue about progress.

At this moment, Ying Zheng fused the divine thought of the spirit of Hongmeng, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the smaller Ying Zheng seemed to have spirituality. Sensing the danger of the deity, he instantly came out of thin air from the place hovering in the center of his mind. appeared in front of the soul gate, blocked in front of the spirit of the sky, and blocked the way of the spirit of the sky.

Ying Zheng was happy in his heart, but also a little bitter. There are so many unknown things in his body. Let him be both loved and hated. Just like this mutated divine thought, he had condensed into his own human form, but he was warned by the spirit of Hongmeng.

Later, it fused with a wisp of Hongmeng Qi given by the spirit of Hongmeng, and it has always been like falling into suspended animation. On weekdays, although Yingzheng can use the power of divine thoughts, he has never been able to go out with divine thoughts, and he takes the lives of the enemy thousands of miles away, because of his divine thoughts, this big Buddha, one seems to have fallen into a deep sleep. Ignore yourself at all, and at most you can borrow a trace of strength.

Although it is more than enough to wipe out low-level monks, it is enough to meet the monks who have the strength to meet their opponents. Ying Zheng's divine thoughts have undoubtedly become his biggest shortcoming, which is also the reason why he has always been unwilling to entangle with powerful monks, and his divine thoughts have become a hard injury.

The divine thought of Suddenly Yingzheng is average, and his momentum is constantly rising. Those bright and cold eyes made Ying Zheng stunned. Those eyes were too familiar, but the appearance of his own divine thoughts made him shudder a little.

It was the eyes of the spirit of Hongmeng, and those eyes were so different that people would never forget them after seeing them.

The spirit of the sky seemed to sense that the opponent in front of him was a little different, and the ancient and majestic voice did not sound, but the spirit of the sky suddenly burst out with endless golden light, illuminating Yingzheng's entire mind, and it was full of dazzling golden light everywhere.

Ying Zheng's divine thoughts, which were suspected to be the spirit of Hongmeng, were also silent all the time, and endless silver brilliance erupted from Ying Zheng's divine thoughts, clashing with the golden light.

After a while, Ying Zheng, who was like a bystander, seemed to understand that the Hongmeng Qi fused with his divine thoughts seemed to have the means left by the Hongmeng Spirit, but due to limitations, the power of the Hongmeng Spirit could not be fully exerted at all.

has been at a disadvantage, in the confrontation of the two rays of light, the golden light of the spirit of the sky almost occupies most of the area of Yingzheng's mind, while the silver light of the spirit of Hongmeng only occupies one-third of the area, and it is still retreating.

By now, the situation has become clear, and if Ying Zheng still holds the only remaining fantasy hope, he will really be a pig. He was now indifferent to the battlefield between the Heavenly Spirit and the Harmony Spirit, and he was beginning to think about how to survive the difficulties in front of him.

"What is the power of the heart, and what is the power of the heart?" Ying Zheng couldn't figure it out, and the more anxious he was in his heart, the more dazed he became.

"Be still and don't panic. Ying Zheng secretly reminded himself in his heart that he wanted to hold his breath and calm his mind.

Although he has long been cultivated into a Yingzheng who does not change color when Mount Tai collapses to the top, but now, if his heart can still be as calm as water, then there is really a ghost. Not only was the battle in his mind stirring his nerves, but even his own divine thoughts were left by the spirit of Hongmeng, and he didn't know how this could calm him.

Maybe the spirit of Hongmeng is a good intention, but Yingzheng has to think, what if it is evil? Suddenly erupted, he was defenseless, wouldn't he just finish the game? The spirit of the sky has always been on guard, without the slightest carelessness, it can be said that he is always guarding against the spirit of the sky.

But today, there is no doubt that the spirit of Hongmeng has taught him a lesson and made him understand a lot. He really doesn't take life and death very seriously, but if he can live, absolutely no one in this world wants to die.

Just when Yingzheng was distracted, the battle in his mind also came to a successful end with the voice of the vicissitudes of life and ancient majesty.

"Mole ant, destroy it!" The spirit of the sky suddenly burst out with even more fiery golden light, completely crushing the last line of defense of Ying Zheng's divine thoughts, all the silver brilliance was expelled, and Ying Zheng's divine thoughts also suddenly burst open, turning into a little starlight, wandering all over Ying Zheng's mind.

"Poof. The divine thought was extinguished, Ying Zheng's mind was implicated, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of bright red blood. Seeing that the spirit of the sky was no longer unhindered to the door of his soul, Ying Zheng felt a little discouraged, he never admitted defeat, and never refused to bow his head, but now, what ability can he have to change his life against the sky?

On the other side of the distant dark forbidden area, the fairyland-like space is still the top of the towering mountain, and the spirit of Hongmeng is still standing on the edge of the mountaintop, looking up at the vast starry sky, which seems to remain unchanged for eternity.

Her beautiful suffocating face revealed a rare trace of solemnity, and her cherry mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

"Master, are you injured?" asked the black-robed old man behind her with a nervous expression.

"Xiao Hei, I'm fine, I've done my best to help him, and the rest can only depend on himself, whether it's the hidden dragon ascending to the abyss, or the head of the trapped dragon owl......" Hongmeng's eyes flashed with a strange essence, as if he was saying it to Xiao Hei, and it seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Master, I have failed so many times over the years, and this time I will definitely succeed. The little black deadwood-like face said excitedly.

"Hopefully!" the Harmony Spirit's voice was a little ethereal, and it seemed to sigh a little, and then she looked at the sky again, as if she wanted to see through the day...... (To be continued.)