"The time of the half-pillar incense has passed, if it happened to the heirs of the past generations, it would have already exploded!" The first generation looked very nervous, and this abnormal phenomenon felt his scalp tingle. But in the next moment, there was a mighty spiritual fluctuation from the Lord of the Rings.

I saw that in the tiny cracks of the ring, a trace of water vapor flowed out, condensing into a small drop of water at a height of half a meter.

This water droplet was only the size of a grain of rice, and under the scorching heat of such a high temperature in the Vermilion Bird Domain, it actually did not melt, and the black dragon knew at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing.

And at the same time that the black dragon was surprised, in this water droplet, the light suddenly burst out, and a terrifying momentum burst out, rushing into the sky, and the light of the rice grains actually bloomed with infinite brilliance in a short moment, covering the bright sun.

The first generation looked at this strange drop of water, and naturally felt that the previous spiritual power also had a power from the primeval world, which erupted from this droplet. This made her extremely shocked, what kind of divine thing this drop of water secreted from the ring was. It actually made her feel afraid.

Under the horrified gaze of the first generation of black dragons, this drop of water gradually converged its light, and with a whoosh, it flew towards Zhuo Yifan's eyebrows, and suddenly, his face was a lot ruddy, and the white light of his whole body soared, turning into strips of ruiqi, shuttling back and forth like a bee butterfly.

"What a strong mental ......"

The black dragon's face changed, this spiritual power was too strong, far beyond it, like a rushing river, a silver waterfall that flowed straight down three thousand feet, roaring in the depths of his soul.

It didn't dare to use its spiritual power to probe, and carefully used its soul inspection to analyze the changes, only to see that on the surface of Zhuo Yifan's body, many pure white spiritual lights flowed like small fish in his body, and the strong spiritual power was manifested from these spiritual swimming fish. This shocked the black dragon!

"Manifest spiritual power! The power that can only be possessed in the realm of selflessness!" The black dragon hid himself deeply, hiding in the depths of the blood talisman and not daring to move: "Senior, what is going on! How can this kid have the spiritual power of the realm of selflessness!"

The first generation also looked at this scene in amazement, did not answer, and did not know how to answer. Spiritual power is a kind of power achieved by deep meditation, which comes from the human soul, like air, formless and tasteless, and after the spiritual brain reaches the state of self-forgetfulness, the power of spiritual power can be further reflected, that is, manifestation.

Use thinking and spiritual power to communicate with the present world, and to combine your own will to control everything in the world. And the masters who have reached the realm of selflessness are definitely like the masters of the god realm among the monks, they are all legendary-level figures, and they will basically not be seen.

Who this powerful selfless-level spiritual power comes from, the hearts of the first generation know better than anyone else. But she never believed it.

The spiritual swimming fish treated Zhuo Yifan's body as a pond, playing and playing, and Zhuo Yifan, who was originally lifeless, became more and more ruddy, and gradually, his heartbeat was restored. A powerful vitality impacted Zhuo Yifan.

The black dragon found that these fish manifested by spiritual power were actually washing their souls, and the original soul overflowed with a trace of black gas, and the fish all took it as ordered, opening their mouths and inhaling it into their bodies.

The soul is gradually carved spotlessly by the fish, eliminating a qiē filth and completely baptizing.

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Yifan's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The two eyes are clear, and the two pupils are like starlight and dust, bottomless, exuding a powerful spiritual power!

All kinds of fantasies appeared in front of the black dragon, only seeing the young man in front of him, showing many illusions, unicorns, winning fish, Bai Ze, nine-tailed fox, these figures that are only seen in legends, but now they appear in the vision of the black dragon in the purpose, according to common sense, Zhuo Yifan's meditation realm is only a shallow cultivation of the soul, no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to bewitch it.

The black dragon's meditation realm has reached the liberation of the mind, and has been refined into a soul baby, and it is blessed by the magic pupil that detects illusions. As far as it is concerned, all kinds of false things cannot deceive him.

But now, Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power has reached the height of transcending the realm, and it has reached the level of subversive thinking.

"Terrible power...... This kid woke up this time, and even a master of understanding his heart can bewitch him at will. Even the peerless Jindan can't resist!"

The black dragon was frightened, his mental power was so strong that even he could bewitch, and even the demon pupil was useless, which was unexpectedly strong. Strong is sluggish.

Rushing...... The swimming fish on Zhuo Yifan's body disappeared one after another, as if they had melted, and became part of his spiritual power.

At this time, the starlight emitted from his pupils gradually dissipated, and Zhuo Yifan slowly sat up straight.

"Boy...... You...... You ......" the black dragon was a little incoherent.

"I'm not dead yet, I've let you down. Zhuo Yifan made a joke casually, only to feel that his soul had become much purer, like a piece of crystal clear jade, and his spiritual power was so strong that he made people tremble.

"Woo ......"

The two spiritual brains manifested, and the wisps of spiritual light soared into the sky, pure and sacred. The spiritual power that gushes out of it is like a surging river and sea, stretching endlessly, and every bit is magnificent.

Immediately after, two gave birth to four, and four gave birth to eight, until they turned into ten spirit brains, and then they stopped......

Rumble!

The white light surging all over his body, and there was a roaring roar in his body, and all his spiritual power turned into countless streamers at this moment, gathering and flying into his body.

The spiritual power was full of energy, and the charred black sand seemed to splash with a huge ripple, pushing out in all directions. And on his forehead, a black mark in the shape of a drop gradually emerged.

As soon as this mark appeared, the first generation immediately exclaimed: "Shura tears!

The first generation looked at Zhuo Yifan in disbelief, feeling incredible, his eyes widened, and he almost fell out of his sockets. She has experienced strong winds and rains, and she has seen a wide range of ancient characters, and she was actually shocked at this moment.

In this black droplet-shaped imprint, it exuded the aura of the primeval, and within a radius of a hundred meters from Zhuo Yifan, this power derived from the primeval constituted a death barrier, making all living beings dare not approach.

"First generation, what are Shura tears?" Zhuo Yifan asked strangely, he had never seen the first generation so shocked.

"An ominous curse. The first generation said in a trembling voice.

"Curse?" Zhuo Yifan didn't understand, he elaborated on what happened in the spiritual realm.

"How can such a legendary thing ......"

Hearing this, the first generation was simply incredulous, and couldn't help but lose his face: "The Great Asura has been chasing the Heavenly Dao all his life, but in the end, he failed, and a big reason for this is in the love word. The love is difficult, and the way of heaven is difficult to achieve. This curse is the love curse of the great asura. Only in the lore. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I don't know. ”

The first generation felt incredible, what virtue and ability could a small innate spirit realm have, which made the great Asura shed Shura tears. This kind of legendary existence should actually be on Zhuo Yifan, and it is too weird.

Or is there any emotional connection between Zhuo Yifan's past and present lives and the great asura of the primeval period?

"Is there no way to lift it?" Zhuo Yifan continued to ask.

Hatsudai sighed: "Shura's tears are strange spells through the ages, there is no guess. Maybe when my strength recovers, I can help you resolve it. Although I don't know the blessings and misfortunes, it's a curse after all, and it's better to dissolve. ”

"It should be a blessing, right?" Zhuo Yifan blinked, and the spiritual light of his whole body flickered: "I feel that my spiritual power has become so strong!"

"It's really strong, your meditation realm, you haven't even moved your meditation power at all, but you have condensed the ten spirit brains, and your spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary soul cultivation, which is really amazing. The first generation was surprised: "This kind of spiritual power can definitely bewitch the peerless golden pill, and even the general soul cultivation of the state of mind." ”

For the praise of the first generation, Zhuo Yifan did not have a trace of arrogance, took a deep breath and shook his head, and said: "Spirit and body, assist each other, gain each other, I am still too weak." When you encounter a real strong, you will still be murdered. ”

"Love is the world, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

This is his belief, the path of the strong is made of countless footprints, and when he is mired in the quagmire, he must also have such a will to die and be born, and in the future, it is possible to create miracles.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are silent, and for a short moment, it is so wonderful, as if it has evolved countless mystical creations, straight through the primeval times, and the profound ones are like ancient epics, blooming with brilliant colors.

After what he had just done, he seemed to have seen through a lot of creation, and no matter what this spell was, trying to walk the path in front of him was the key. He never misses any opportunity to become stronger.

In the middle of the desert, the wind and sand were blowing, Zhuo Yifan was sitting on a piece of scorched sand, his eyes were slightly crazy looking at the crystal clear Pixiu God Bone, and he was secretly planning something in his heart.