500 zhang underground.

Pang Jian, who was running the "Hutian Qi Nourishing Technique" and using his divine sense to absorb the power of the star veins, was also trembling slightly.

He naturally noticed the woman in white and released seven wisps of moon white divine thoughts, trying to prevent him from pulling star power into the dantian, and saw the other party's inadequacy.

The woman complained that he would get the lower end of the moon, and he was angry about the revenge, but he didn't care.

Because the other party's cultivation is only a soul wandering realm, the seven wisps of hidden supernatural thoughts can't shake his spell casting.

But the divine consciousness thoughts of the two sides touched again, which made his soul feel happy and comfortable, which made Pang Jian not only surprised, but also sensed that something was wrong.

His soul is forged with 3,000 divine consciousnesses that contain divinity, and has the characteristics of the "Hell Soul Bee", which can erode the divinity of foreign gods when it shows its aggressive side.

Of course, whether or not to erode the divinity of the alien god in the outer land depends on his own heart.

When he thought about it, the characteristics of the "Hell Soul Bee" in his soul would show its power.

When he doesn't want to, his consciousness can be harmless.

Like this.

His divine senses that he used to draw star power were harmless and non-aggressive, and only played a guiding role.

Such a divine consciousness should not possess the corrosive properties of the "Hell Soul Bee", let alone the kind of wonder that makes his soul ecstasy.

So what's the problem?

When he thought about it like this, he still held the sword in his hand to distract him from the sword, so he concentrated his mental will and felt it carefully.

He felt the beauty of the waves of more and more turbulent ecstasy, and also felt the strangeness in those divine consciousnesses, and wanted to find the cause of the problem in the cocoon.

Gradually, he sensed an extremely small and faint sword intent in his own wisps of non-aggressive divine consciousness.

I don't know how tiny the sword intent is, lurking in his golden divine consciousness, exuding mysterious fluctuations.

Joy, ecstasy, the pursuit of the wonderful enjoyment of the soul, the establishment of emotional connection......

Many strange fluctuations, escaping from those tiny sword intents, never stopped.

Seven wisps of golden divine consciousness, if it is compared to seven slender streams and rivers, those extremely small sword intents are insects and shrimp the size of rice grains.

- Placed at the very bottom of the Divine Consciousness Creek.

If you don't investigate it carefully, if you don't concentrate on it, it's hard to get to the bottom of it.

The most incredible thing for Pang Jian was that those extremely small sword intents were clearly created by him.

The core of the sword intent turned out to be the divinity within his divine sense!

But when he thought about it, he didn't remember that he had deliberately transformed his own divine consciousness so that it had the ability to infect the other party's divine soul.

"After I slain Lieyi, I fell into a mysterious state of sword realization. In that situation, I engraved the master in the sword order, and many hidden mysteries of the sword duel sword style, all of which were interpreted for Shenwu. ”

"At that time, I only had all kinds of complicated and esoteric sword techniques in my heart, and I didn't have too many subjective thoughts."

"Is it ......?"

Suspicious, he entered the sword order with a divine consciousness and came to the place where Li Zhaotian performed many sword tricks.

Seeing that those big fat men in blue were still inside the sword order, tirelessly casting many exquisite sword techniques, Pang Jianming knew that those were just tuoying, and he was still a little sad and worried.

Stabilizing his state of mind, he searched among the many Li Zhaotian's topography.

He quickly found the figure of a master, as if swinging his sword in a random manner, as if he was carving some font in the air.

He watched closely, then sank his consciousness into it.

"Haha!"

In this tuo that belongs to Li Zhaotian, a hidden message is stimulated, and a voice suddenly comes out.

"My good apprentice, the teacher knows that you are thin-skinned, and I also know that you don't understand the wonderful taste of male and female love. You are my Li Zhaotian's apprentice, how can you not have a few confidants? ”

"Hey! As a teacher, I will teach you the secret that I have comprehended, the Sword of Pleasure, and I will only teach you secretly. ”

"This sword technique will not be presented when you don't really feel the joy, but when you ponder and use it with the gourd painting, there will be sword intent precipitated in your soul."

"When you see this message, it means that you have felt the beauty of the Sword of Pleasure and tasted it."

"Hey, hey! The path of cultivation is boring and long, and if you are lucky enough to gain immortality, it will be even more boring. In our lives, there are countless beautiful scenery, countless delicacies, and many beauties, which you should experience one by one, and you must not miss any of them. ”

"As a teacher, we should not only teach you to cultivate the sword, but also teach you to cultivate the mind, and teach you to perceive the thousands of scenery in life."

"Comprehend my secret well, feel the beauty of life to the fullest, don't just blindly practice, and waste your limited time in vain."

"Haha! Go ahead, go to Wujian! ”

“……”

Li Zhaotian's shouting came from the body of the blue figure who was still wielding a sword.

Pang Jian also suddenly realized that he was in the wonderful realm of realizing the sword and seeking the sword, and he vaguely comprehended the sword technique left by the master in the sword light symbol.

The sword intent emanating from this sword technique had long been precipitated in his divine soul, and when he touched the divine consciousness of the woman in white, it naturally emerged.

He knew that this was a kind trick made by Li Zhaotian.

"The Sword of Pleasure, such a strange name, but pleasure is a real ......"

Pang Jian, who is under the ground, is higher than the cultivation level of the woman in white, and the coverage and insight of his divine sense also surpass that of the woman above.

The strange woman's white forehead, cheeks, neck, and even the exposed forearm were all dripping with beads of sweat.

"This is a kind intention from the master, and he is afraid that I will not study and ponder, but I feel ...... Not bad. ”

Not long after, seven wisps of Yuebai Divine Consciousness, who wanted to spoil its good deeds, flew towards the woman in white in a panic and with a little difficulty.

Pang Jian, who was enjoying this kind of beauty, saw this, and the seven golden divine senses that belonged to him suddenly flew out of the star vein.

Seven golden divine consciousnesses, like seven hideous long snakes and dragons, are entangled with the divine consciousness belonging to the goddess of the moon, Yingyue, as if they are asking for beauty excessively.

His Buddha-figure who was far away in the galaxy was also on the huge divine platform, writhing his divine body restlessly.

His eyes were confused and flustered, and the corners of his lips were breathing an astonishing wave of heat.

In a hurry, he severed the connection with the divine consciousness in the many temples, and no longer paid attention to the state of the divine realm under his jurisdiction.

He was afraid that his embarrassed appearance would feed back to the idols with divine consciousness, for fear of causing panic among the believers.

"Adulterous thieves of purgatory!"

"I'm going to pull you out, skin you and tear your bones out, and break your body into thousands of pieces!"

He roared in the temple of the moon with his deity.

And his human body that had snatched Ling Yue'e didn't care if there were any Demon Sect powerhouses lurking inside and outside the Star Moon Valley on the surface, so he flew upwards tremblingly.

The seven moon-white divine consciousness that he had withdrawn from was still entangled by the golden divine consciousness in the process of returning to his body.

There are hundreds of millions of believers in the outer galaxy, and there is a moon goddess who belongs to his god domain, looking at those golden divine thoughts that entangle his moon white divine consciousness, giving birth to a kind of doppelganger of his own seven gods, and he is being hugged by the other party and refuses to let go.

"Let it go!"

"Get out of here!"

"Who the hell are you?"

"I, Yingyue, am bound to find you and kill you!"

The mournful scream of the Goddess of the Moon came from her seven rays of moon-white consciousness.

The first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth.

The six wisps of golden divine consciousness let go of the entanglement with him one by one, as if they didn't want to make it difficult for others, as if they had finally woken up to such inappropriateness.

When the last wisp of golden consciousness was truly separated from his divine thoughts, there was a somewhat uncertain inquiry: "You...... Isn't it pleasant? I look at you, you are not in pain, you are enjoying it like me, right? ”

"I really don't understand, why are you in a hurry to leave, why are you looking for me to kill me?"

The connection to the consciousness is interrupted.

……

Inside the Star-Moon Valley, Yingyue in human form gasped and smashed everything that could be seen in her field of vision with a thunderous jump.

The lunar energy that he had managed to accumulate turned into a dazzling wave of light that extended outward, destroying all physical objects.

Above the moon.

In the sleepless place of the Haoyue Clan, in the magnificent palace forged for him, his angry divine voice roared.

At this moment, the moon became more brilliant than ever.

In the nearby starry sky, some gods who had moved from other star fields also sensed the abnormality of the moon and heard the terrifying voice of the goddess of the moon's irritability.

Yingyue, the goddess of the moon, has always been calm and rational in the eyes of those gods.

His strange reactions, His abnormal behavior, have caused many gods to be surprised.

A moment later.

A huge golden god platform, driven by a huge three-legged golden crow, roared from the blazing sun, and in an instant, it spanned hundreds of millions of miles of galaxies.

Controlling the god platform covering an area of 10,000 acres, the sun god, whose majestic body was wrapped in natural golden armor, quickly arrived above the moon.

His divine body was like a mountain, with lines of armor that contained the rules of the scorching sun.

His eyes were burning and he was emitting a divine light that made people want to worship.

Around the altar where He stood, blazing flames suddenly set off, and large explosions continued to occur inside, forming a terrifying storm like the destruction of the world.

"Yingyue, what happened?"

The handsome sun god asked gently.

Many of the people of the Haoyue Clan had already knelt down at this moment, and they all buried their heads in their chests, not daring to look directly at his altar.

He didn't dare to look at His face even more.

The goddess of the moon, who was in an extremely bad mood, forcibly suppressed the idea of wanting to kill and said, "It has nothing to do with you, please leave my divine land immediately!" ”

"You have something to say to me, I am above the sun, you know my mind." Touching the gray sun god, he sighed helplessly, and then moved the god platform to leave.

He knew that dwelling on it was pointless, and that it would only lead to more resentment.

The people of the Haoyue clan all remained in their original state, not daring to move, as if they were deaf and blind.

The goddess of the moon did not respond to the devotion of the sun god.

But in that Moon God Temple, there was the sound of countless rare vessels breaking one by one.

……

(End of chapter)