"Girl, go back, he can't come back."

"Ahh

Looking at the starfall outside the gate of the star spirit, who was sitting in a daze, Granny Chen shook her head and sighed, a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes.

She didn't know what had happened over the years, making the lawless royal princess change so much, and even worrying about the safety of a foreigner.

It's a pity, it's been almost a year, and that Terran kid estimates ......

"No, I believe Brother Yan, he must be fine, he will definitely return safely!"

Starfall's expression was firm, and he stared intently at the golden vortex on the giant gate, motionless.

"Humph! Girl, you should know very well that only our Star Spirit Clan has the talent of isolating divine light particles, and can selectively accept or reject the test of the illusion, so that we can stay in the sea of thoughtless stars for a long time. ”

"Although Yan Xing is extremely talented, but after all, he is a human race, once he enters the Thoughtless Star Sea, the divine light particles will pour into his consciousness one after another, from ancient times to the present, the foreigner who has persisted for the longest time is only seven days and seven nights."

"But what about him? It's been almost a year, and whether you accept it or not, he has almost no chance of surviving. ”

Granny Dust frowned and snorted, wanting to use the harshest words to break Starfall's illusion and let it return to normal life.

The pearl of the dignified star spirit royal family in the palm of his hand, it is impossible to stay here for the sake of a man for the rest of his life, right?

Xingluo seemed to have never heard of it, and her face was stubborn, and she could see that Granny Chen's brows jumped, helpless.

"This girl is carved out of the same mold as her mother, and she is so stubborn at a young age......"

Granny Dust muttered a few words in a low voice, and there was nothing she could do about Xingluo, so she could only shake her head and turn away.

Outside the forbidden area, an old man stood silently, with a faint look of anxiety on his face, and his eyes lit up when he saw Granny Chen's eyes light up, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"I've seen Lord Dust!"

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Granny Chen's brows furrowed, and she looked at the old man with some displeasure, it is not allowed to stay outside the holy land.

"Didn't I tell you? Since Osigu's life lamp has been extinguished, it means that he has died in the sea of thoughtless stars, you have lived for such a long time, and you still can't see through it!? ”

In the face of starfall, she can be kind and pleasant, and she will not be polite to others, her tone is indifferent and majestic.

"But ......"

Hu Ben'er looked pained, he couldn't accept this fact, Osigu was his most talented heir, and he also knew how to advance and retreat, and he had entered the sea of stars a lot of times, why did an accident happen this time.

"Let's go, don't make it difficult for the old body."

Granny Chen's expression sank, and her eyes became cold.

"Yes, yes!"

Hu Ben'er's body trembled, and he knew that he could no longer do anything, so he could only bow his hand and turn away with a dejected face.

A god and demon powerhouse, his back actually looked a little awkward.

"The Heavenly Dao Thoughtless Star Sea is infinitely created, how do you know how many lives it has devoured?"

"Life and death, death for the Tao, time and life."

Granny Chen's eyes wandered, as the guardian of the Holy Land, she had seen too much life and death, and she was already numb.

……

The Land of Final Illusion, next to the nine-colored flowers.

A figure that had been stagnant for a long time finally changed, the fingertips trembled slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in the depths of the gray eyes, the light became brighter and brighter, and the colors became more and more, and finally formed a constantly rotating nine-color vortex.

Rumble!

The thunder in the mind exploded, the thinking was detached from the blank, the consciousness of silence was regathered, and the original color and chaotic thought vortex was transformed into a nine-colored vortex after the baptism of the unknown, which was exactly the same as the arrangement of the nine-colored petals.

The nine colors swirl and merge in the center, as if giving birth to some great power that transcends everything.

Whew-

Yan Xing exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, blinked, and his face showed a look of heart, his expression changed, and he was finally overwhelmed by surprise.

"Consciousness, what a wonderful power!"

"The cultivation system of this world attaches great importance to consciousness, but it is not enough, there are still many miracles that have not been explored."

Yan Xing sighed with emotion, the moment he came into contact with the nine-colored flower, his consciousness fell into a state of confusion, and he was guided by a strange force, and instinctively completed the process of recasting the foundation of consciousness.

If in the past, his consciousness was compared to a ball of large and soft cotton, then now it is a hard piece of fine iron, and the total mass has not changed, but it has essentially sublimated and metamorphosis, and it is so powerful that I don't know how to do it.

Observing the core of consciousness, the three colors of "red", "orange" and "yellow" in the nine-color vortex have become bright and shiny, and the other six colors are still gray, indicating that his consciousness realm has reached the third realm described by prehistoric civilization.

"The path of cultivating consciousness is still extremely long."

"What level of existence is the power of the core smelting of the nine-color vortex?"

Yan Xing's eyes showed doubt, and he looked at the self-examination panel, and the description of consciousness on it had also changed, becoming "???? ”。 Even the self-check module is unable to comprehend his current state of consciousness, and there does not appear to be any information in its database.

"This Flower ......"

The nine-colored flower in front of him has changed, and with the touch he just made, the flickering and condensing light on its petals has disappeared, and it should have helped him complete the transformation of consciousness.

At this time, he also understood that he was indeed not qualified to devour this strange flower, and the doppelganger Yan Xing was probably not this plan at the beginning.

Yan Xing couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and between his thoughts, his body squirmed and melted into liquid, covering and wrapping the nine-colored flowers, and his mind looked at the self-examination panel.

『Subject Object: ???? , unknown, undeconstructed, unrecognizable, incomprehensible, exists in non-existence.'

Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and he regained his physical body, and there was not much surprise on his face.

However, the failure of the self-test module is extremely rare, and I don't know if there is an anomaly, so I looked at the Tree of Final Illusion on the side.

The Tree of Final Illusion was much larger than the Nine-Colored Flower, and Yan Xing stretched his body, adjusted the density of flesh and blood particles, and rose to a thousand feet, leaning down, like a membrane of flesh, incorporating the Tree of Final Illusion into his body.

"The main external object: The Tree of Final Illusion, an ultra-rare treasure born in the concept of nothingness, swallowing seven emotions and six desires as fruits, is essentially an eleventh-order supreme treasure, and its preciousness is comparable to that of the twelfth-order."

Obviously, the self-test module is not broken.

Yan Xing's brows furrowed, and his gaze at the nine-colored flower was suspicious, could this thing be a thirteenth-order thing? With the concept editor is a level of existence!?

"I'm too weak to understand the existence of this place, and I can't take them away, so I can only leave it for the future to investigate."

"It's time to leave."

Yan Xing pinched his fingers and found that almost a year had passed, and there were still many things to deal with in the outside world, so it was not good to continue to stay here.

"Broken."

Yan Xing cut off a middle finger, like incense, and inserted it in front of the nine-colored flower with a serious face.

With the flesh and blood coordinates, if he wanted, he could enter the Land of Final Illusion at any time, without the permission of the Star Spirit Clan, and he would have to cross the Mindless Star Sea with great effort.

"Nine-colored flowers, you are here to absorb and purify the essence of consciousness for me, every hundred years, I will come to harvest it."

"Work hard, I'm optimistic about you!"

Yan Xing's eyes were smiling, and he had nine-colored flowers to do the work for him, which was much more efficient than him devouring divine light particles, and he didn't have to stay here for a long time, killing two birds with one stone.

"Goodbye, Xiao Jiu, and you, little tree!"

Yan Xing waved his hand, and his face disappeared into the silver and white light, and the land of illusion once again returned to eternal silence.

Boom –

Nine-colored strange flowers, windless automatic, swaying slightly.

Between the slow rotation, the nine colors are intertwined and fused in the heart of the flower, sometimes turning into a touch of transparency, and endless white points of light flash in it, endless, infinite, infinite, and nothing, as if gathering all the thoughts of existence and nonexistence.

Streaming down!

The petals trembled, the transparent brilliance shattered, the nine-colored flower rotated in reverse, and gradually, where its flower centers intersected, a touch of extreme darkness beyond comprehension appeared.

A ray of black light, which contains everything and devours everything, is the ultimate in blackness.

Katsa!

The black light shattered and dissipated, and the nine-colored flower heart returned to chaos and variegation, as if it was trying its best to condense one of the "transparent and pitch black", but it was unable to do so.

Transparent, pitch black.

It seems to be illustrating the two directions of some supreme power.

The ultimate power of consciousness.