Chapter 622: Channeling
The blood-colored mountains shattered, and vast swaths of ice collapsed.
The Garan Divine Lord slowly turned his body, his eyes looking through the vast fog to the figure that was slowly approaching.
Wei Tao raised his hat and met with the void of his vision, intertwining in one place.
They all saw the blazing scorching light in each other's eyes.
"It seems that you have taken me as a prey, and are ready to ambush me while I am seriously injured and weakened."
The Garan Divine Lord sighed, and a smile quietly appeared on his pale face, "I can only say that your idea is good, and you also have the courage to be brave and diligent, and the timing of your choice is just right, but unfortunately you have neglected the most important thing.
That is, if you don't become a god, you won't be able to realize the huge gap between you and me after all, even if I am severely injured to such an extent, it is not just a monk who has not even completed the path of becoming a god. ”
There was a soft click.
Wei Tao stepped on a piece of ice and stopped.
"If you don't give it a try, how do you know if you can make it?"
He lowered his eyes and stared at the seemingly bottomless crack in front of him, "After all, other cultivation opportunities are easy to find, and if you want to meet a seriously injured and dying god master, I don't know when it will take."
As the saying goes, the opportunity must not be lost, the time will not come, and God will not take it, but suffer the blame, so I am more afraid that after the village of the predecessors, I will never be able to find the next store that can put the god on the table. ”
"You want to eat me?"
The Garan God Lord laughed, "Do you want my Origin Divine Power to let you eat all at once!" ”
Rumble!!!
Suddenly the blue light was magnificent.
Dispel the blood mist and shine in all directions.
Heavy snow began to fall high in the sky.
At the same time, there was rumbling thunder, which exploded one after another in the depths of the light.
Wei Tao took a deep breath and stepped forward.
All the crystals in the acupoint vibrated and resonated, and all the blood networks expanded and contracted rapidly, and in an instant, a terrifying huge force erupted, all of which converged on the heavily smashed fist.
Bang!!!
The fist crossed, the snow rolled upside down, and the ice shattered.
Pointing directly at the blue light of the blooming ice lotus.
Then sink deep into the endless frozen ocean.
Front, back, left, right, up and down, there was no longer the figure of the Garan Divine Lord, and there was not even a scarlet battlefield of despair.
All that was left was the sea of ice, which seemed to freeze the true spirits and spirits, and everywhere as far as the eye could see, there were surging blue waves.
"I want to see how you can devour and absorb the power of the near-infinite god lord with your limited physical mortal womb."
"Eat as much as you want, the more you eat, the more you will become like me, until you become a subordinate god under my command, and it is impossible to have a heart of betrayal and disobedience from now on."
"So I'm not afraid of you eating, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to eat too little, and no matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to meet my requirements."
With a smile on his face, the Garan Divine Lord kept releasing the power of the Origin outward.
Countless ice lotuses bloomed and bloomed, all pouring into a cloud of blue light that was only a few meters square in front of him.
The blue light constantly changes shape, looking like a surging mass of water.
Although it is less than the size of a room, it gives people the eerie feeling of an endless sea of ice inside.
And in the blue water mass, wrapped the figure of the hat and the cloth.
Wei Tao is only one step away from breaking Kaifeng Town, and it is as difficult to cross as if the end of the world is close at hand.
However, as the first ice lotus entered, he couldn't help but squint his eyes violently.
Even the body trembled violently uncontrollably.
It's a strange, unbelievably strange feeling.
Wei Tao subconsciously looked around, looked at the seemingly boundless blue ice sea, and then grinned again, and took another sip.
He savored the explosive taste.
That's right!
Sure enough, it's the kind of feeling that has been lost for a long time, and it makes people feel deeply.
From the scalp to the heels, there is a slight tingling.
It made him suddenly like a dream, as if he had returned to the past not long ago, and had just devoured and absorbed a wisp of residual thoughts of the Blood Hell God Lord, and everyone from the True Spirit Divine Soul to the Dao Body was cheering with joy.
"Is this really a generous treatment that I don't need to fight to die?"
"Good things come so suddenly that it's hard to believe it's true."
"But it seems that the Garan God Lord just asked if I need his origin power, and I can even eat it all at once."
"I can't imagine that he really did this, completely disregarding the scruples and pity that his body was hit hard, and he was almost unable to support it, and he was really sharing the incomparably precious power of the Divine Lord Origin with me."
"No matter what the gentleman's deeds are, no matter what the purpose of the god Garan God is, he has really benefited me greatly, and I will not be unable to spare his life in the future, even if he does nothing in the future, it is better to keep it by his side and be a cow."
Wei Tao explored deeply, carefully perceived, and determined that this sea of ice was the purest and unadulterated with any other "impurities" of the Divine Lord's origin aura, and in addition to surprise and doubt, his body had already begun to act spontaneously.
Whoa!
The layers of ice lotus seemed to have found an exit.
Rushing towards the black hole-like mouth.
Silently, the illusory status bar opened in the depths of consciousness.
A gold coin disappeared silently.
A mysterious aura began to infuse the body.
The attribution of all laws is also in full swing at this time.
Together with the mysterious aura, the newly absorbed power of the origin of the god lord will be transformed and absorbed, and it will become an excellent nourishment for the upward ascension of the Hongmeng Dao body, and once again start the process of breaking the limit and ascending.
While being vigilant and vigilant, Wei Tao absorbed it with all his might, and tried his best to restrain his breath, trying to avoid being discovered by the Garan Divine Lord who didn't know where to hide.
Little by little, time passed.
The status bar gold coins disappear one by one.
Deepening the changes.
Until there is a soft click.
It seemed to swing directly in the depths of Wei Tao's consciousness.
At this moment, he jerked his head up, and saw the heavy barrier like a mountain for the second time.
It even covers the blue ice sea below, giving people a sense of oppression that is not inferior, even exceeding.
The surface is covered with dark gold lines, which looks like the long river of time and space, after the erosion and erosion of many years, the countless avenues left on it.
Rumble!!!
The blue sea of ice rolled up a large wave, slapping heavily against the barrier that was slowly pressing.
On one side is the mountains, and on the other side is the turbulent ocean.
The two sides did not give in to each other, and there were many encounters and collisions in an instant.
Wei Tao, who was caught in the middle, suddenly felt an unprecedented huge pressure.
Even after being promoted, the Hongmeng Dao Body, which has already touched the last shackle, is a little difficult to persevere.
Rumble!
Tough black scales covered with sharp bone spurs.
Wei Tao's body skyrocketed, and he tried his best to resist with all his might.
At the same time, he is also frantically devouring and absorbing the ice blue ocean, turning it into nutrients to repair and strengthen his body, and struggling to maintain it in the confrontation and collision again and again.
"I see."
"A soldier who surrenders without a fight, the main thing that the Garan God is fighting is such an idea."
"He only needs to pay a little bit of divine power to put me under such tremendous pressure, so as to avoid aggravating the injury, it is really insidious and cunning, and he has a good calculation."
Wei Tao observed for a moment, and his eyes suddenly froze.
His eyes fell on the side of a certain dark gold pattern, and he found that this barrier was beyond the black and red, and there was a faint blue that was getting clearer and clearer.
What made him feel even more pressure was that in the process of collision again and again, the barrier that was originally like a mountain seemed to become thicker and thicker.
Such a strange feeling, strangely unfolded, as if the more power he devoured and absorbed, the stronger the Hongmeng Dao Body Limit Breaking Enhancement became, and the more difficult it became to open the last shackle.
"No, it's not right, it's because the strength is not strong enough, so I feel that the shackles have become difficult to open."
"As long as the Hongmeng Dao Body continues to break through the limit and improve, even the thickest barrier can be smashed into pieces by me."
"The Ice Blue Sea of the Garan God Lord is not enough, and there is also the endless black flame of the Gloomy God Lord over there, so I have to do everything I can to snatch it and grab it, so that I can be like these God Lords, cause qualitative changes with quantitative changes, rely on my own accumulation to break the last boundary, and truly stand in front of the door that leads to the gods."
Wei Tao's thoughts flashed in his heart, resisting the oppression that fell from the sky, and once again put a gold coin into it, increasing the intensity of devouring and absorption.
What the hell is going on with that guy?
Outside of the blue light condensed by countless ice lotuses, the Garan God Lord held his breath and contemplated, perceiving the situation deeply and carefully.
In the end, he had to come to a conclusion that made him feel helpless.
The guy seems to be doing well.
And not a small good, but a big good.
The Ice Lotus, which could seal and freeze almost everything, did not cause him any trouble at all.
On the contrary, he seemed to be at home like a fish in water, happily swimming in the light condensed by the power of the Divine Lord's Origin.
And in a moment of non-stop crazy devouring and absorption.
Even looking at him, it was like he hadn't eaten for many years, and the whole person was like a bottomless black hole.
No matter how many ice lotuses were filled, there was not much bulging in the belly.
Little by little, time passed.
Ice lotuses kept pouring into the water mass.
Layer upon layer the power of the Divine Lord's Origin.
After I don't know how long, the Garan Divine Lord finally stopped.
He pressed Huo Huo's beating eyebrows, and exhaled a long breath of ice crystal mist, and his originally bloodless face was even close to transparent at this time.
The Garan Divine Lord watched carefully for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes to recuperate.
Now there is nothing to do, just wait quietly for a while, and it is time to harvest a fruit.
Although he is not the master of time and space, he cannot reach the high level of cutting out all kinds of origins and raising many gods.
With the height of his realm, the most he produces is a half-ripe fruit, but as long as he can turn it into his subordinate, it can be regarded as the greatest harvest since entering the battlefield of despair.
The Garan Divine Lord stared and meditated, recovering from his injuries while waiting for the end of the absorption and transformation.
Some time passes.
The "blue water mass" has become a little smaller.
The figure of the hat inside still maintained its original posture and remained motionless.
The Garan Divine Lord glanced at it, and the look of anticipation in his eyes was even stronger.
Before you know it, another period of time has passed.
The "blue water mass" has visibly shrunk to less than half its original size.
The Garan Divine Lord frowned slightly, and had to fill in a batch of blooming ice lotuses inward.
Then start a new round of waiting again.
It's just that contrary to his expectations, the power of the Divine Lord's origin is being consumed faster and faster, and there is not even the slightest sign of stopping.
It's as if there's a bottomless pit in front of you, and no matter how much you stuff it inward, there's no way to really fill it.
Even as time passed, even he developed a feeling of weakness and powerlessness.
What's more, in the process of trying to transform the other party with the Divine Lord's original power and turn it into a subordinate, instead of getting any feedback from the other party, he clearly perceived the vision that could only be manifested close to touching the shackles.
And not in general shackles.
It is the last step on the road to godhood.
It is also the last level of the three levels of breaking the law.
As long as the twelfth shackle is opened, you can truly stand in front of the door of the gods.
Cultivators who have come this far, even if they have not really sat on the throne of the Supreme Divine Master, have already made a qualitative difference from other ordinary beings.
And some of them are talented and powerful, and they can even wrap up the massive accumulation before, and push open the door of the gods in one fell swoop, and there is only one step left before they become the supreme god master.
As soon as he thought of this, the Garan Divine Lord suddenly felt that he could not continue like this.
Especially since he had only recently confronted the Controller, and when he had suffered a heavy blow to himself, if he really lifted his opponent to the twelve shackles, and then watched him crash headlong into the Gate of God, and then in turn eat and wipe himself clean, this set of operations would make people laugh off their big teeth.
The Garan Divine Lord took a deep breath, and he was about to stop the output of the Divine Lord's Origin Power and switch to another way to deal with the changes.
But at this moment, its body shook violently, and it couldn't help but retreat back.
Rumble!!!
The sound of violent impact resounded in my ears.
Even at the realm level of the Supreme Divine Lord, it made its eyes and ears ring, and the depths of its consciousness buzzed.
The Garan Divine Lord was surprised, but before he could think about it, his eyes narrowed suddenly.
The center of the pupil that suddenly contracted reflected a thick barrier that seemed to exist and did not seem to exist.
It came so suddenly, with little warning, that it appeared directly above its head.
It is like an endless majestic mountain, with mysterious dark gold lines on the surface, black and red intertwined in other areas, and azure blue in between, bringing a huge sense of oppression that even it can clearly feel.
"What the hell is this mountain?"
"Could it be this guy's hole card that he hides to the end?"
"Being able to push me backwards, even if I'm seriously injured, is something he can be proud of."
"However, if you don't break the last shackle and really come to the door of the gods, even if you are a gifted monk, you can't compete with the god lord head-on."
The Garan Divine Lord took a step forward, once again condensed the power of the Divine Lord's origin, and manifested a crystal sea of ice behind him, setting off a surging wave and rushing up.
Rumble!!!
The blue sea collides with the thick mountains.
Suddenly, there was a soft click.
The sound was small, but it was very penetrating.
No other roar could cover it up.
And with the collision of the ice sea and mountains, the rupture shook softly, and the two figures separated by a distance were struck by lightning at the same time.
A large cloud of blood mist exploded around Wei Tao's body, and the whole person seemed to merge with the battlefield of despair.
The Garan God Lord slammed his eyebrows and staggered back.
He stared at the mountain that seemed to be covered with dark clouds, his eyes full of pain, but also a look of deep doubt.
"Could this inexplicably familiar feeling be the manifestation of the shackles of cultivation?"
"Thick as a mountain, shaped like a real shackle of the gods?"
Garan Divine Lord took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, raising his hand to wipe away the blue blood that had overflowed from his lips.
With his cultivation experience along the way, he has never seen such an incredibly thick barrier.
Even if it is the last level of the three levels of breaking the law, the existence of the last shackles, it is not like the mountain that suddenly appeared in front of you.
However, the collision that had just been almost with all his strength gave it the same feeling as the shackles of the gods.
The only difference is that if it had broken a net in the first place, it was now surrounded by more shackles that turned the net into a mountain-like barrier.
What made the Garan God Lord feel even more confused, and even a little anxious and frightened, was that the thick barrier was broken by himself.
Or to be more precise, it was he and the guy who worked together to tear a crack open at the bottom of the mountain full of dark gold veins.
The Garan Divine Lord forcibly endured the severe pain in the center of his eyebrows, condensed his spirit and looked up, deeply perceiving the mountains that seemed to be real and not real, and seemed to be virtual and not imaginary.
Observe the dark gold lines on its surface, as well as the intertwining of black and red, with a pale blue glow in between.
It is almost certain that this is the manifestation of the last shackles of the gods.
"The dark gold lines correspond to the sparkling waves of the long river of time and space; The black and red entanglement should be the origin power of the Gloomy God Lord and the Blood Hell God Lord, and as for the pale blue light that gradually rises, it is impossible for anything else to appear except for my Ice Blue Sea. ”
It sighed, wiped the blood from its lips again, and its gaze fell on the center of the seemingly bottomless black crack.
The eyes cast a blue light through the mist, reflecting the intertwined black-scaled tentacles that were burrowing into the interior of the mountain through the rift, and constantly striving to move deeper.
And in the process, it seems to hear a clicking sound.
It's like a rodent gnawing on it, cutting and grinding the food bit by bit and swallowing it into its stomach.
The Garan Divine Lord once again sensed the thick mountain that seemed to exist, but it didn't seem to exist, and listened carefully to the sound of the click, his attention fell on those black-scaled tentacles, and a strange and inexplicable thought suddenly rose in his heart.
"Is this really the last shackle of the gods?"
"If you eat the shackles, there will be no shackles, and if you break the shackles of confinement, you can still do it in such a way!?"
At this moment, Wei Tao slowly lifted his hat and exhaled a long breath of turbid air that was relieved.
"The twelfth shackle has finally been opened, and when the water is ready, it will be standing near the door of the gods."
"If it weren't for the help of Garan's predecessors, I don't know how long it would take to grind a little bit by myself."
"Therefore, in order to express my sincerest gratitude, the junior decided to take advantage of the fact that the senior of Garan was in good condition and cut the senior into thin pieces and eat them, so as to save you from the pain of being injured in the future......"
Before the words fell, Wei Tao stepped on the ground and shattered a large area of ice.
Raise your hands above your head and clench your fingers into fists.
A hammer slammed down.
Led to envelop the mountain that was neither real nor imaginary, and pressed towards the main cover of the Garan God together.
Rumble!!!
Before the fist arrived, the battlefield of despair was violently turbulent.
And the landing point of everything is all on the figure that is surrounded by ice blue light.
Escape!
The Garan Divine Lord has only one idea now.
There was no hesitation, no hesitation.
The faster you run, the better, and the farther you run, the better.
It's best not to see this guy again until he's recovering from his injuries.
And you can only choose one direction to escape.
Only by trying to drive the tiger and devouring the wolf can he drag his increasingly tired and seriously injured body to escape from the monster's fist.
The Garan Divine Lord was terrified in his heart, and at any cost, regardless of his injuries, he turned into a blue rainbow, and fled like lightning in the direction of light and darkness intertwined, and the faint black flame rising.