Now, the face of the demon body is extremely similar to Lin Ping'an's own appearance, like a mirror reflection.

This subtle change may be closely related to his unique way of cultivating.

After all, replacing the will of the Chaos Demon God with one's own consciousness will always produce some external differences.

At the same moment, the spiritual power that had originally stayed at 90 million hertz was as if it had been mysteriously summoned.

At the moment when the Demon God Phantom was condensed, it surged like a storm.

The whole process seems to be the awakening of some kind of cosmic force, vast and majestic.

In the depths of the consciousness space, the spiritual power is like countless stars converging into a river, climbing sharply at a speed that cannot be described in words.

Every breath is like crossing a distance of thousands of light years, and every beating is refreshing the limit of spiritual power.

50,000 Hz...... 100,000 Hz...... 150,000 Hz ......

In just a few breaths, the spiritual power soared to 91 million hertz, reaching an unprecedented new peak state.

Since then, the pace of growth has slowed down.

But the surging power is still surging.

After a few breaths, Lin Ping'an once again skillfully divided seventy percent of the majestic and boundless consciousness, and devoted himself to the operation of the "Chaos Demon God Concept Idea".

The mind is like a precision craftsman, patiently and meticulously polishing every operation link.

At this moment, an endless stream of spiritual power was like a river converging into the sea, continuously pouring into the phantom of the demon god in the depths of his heart.

This spiritual power seems to have life, and it is assimilated, purified, refined, and sublimated flexibly and resolutely.

Each cycle raises the level of the Illusory Shadow's power to a higher level.

The Demon God Phantom, which was already as tall as ever, began a shocking transformation under this extremely focused operation.

The body of the phantom quietly expands in the silent space, changing so fast that it can even be clearly captured with the naked eye.

Every line, every touch of light and shadow is rhythmic in a mysterious and powerful rhythm.

With the continuous infusion and tempering of spiritual power, the Demon God Phantom has not only undergone earth-shaking changes in appearance.

The energy contained in it is also like hot magma, and the heat and power are gradually soaring.

The majestic and oppressive aura overflowed, making the entire space of consciousness seem to tremble with it, filled with breath-taking tension.

This new technique is really innate and adapts to Lin Ping'an's own situation.

What was supposed to be a dilemma changed in an instant.

At this moment, after creating this "Chaos Demon God Concept Idea", Lin Ping'an also broke through to perfection again and took a crucial step

In the same way, on the expected goal of omniscience and omnipotence, he once again moved a little closer to it.

Although that seems to be a distant goal that seems to be never-ending

But in fact, by creating a new practice this time, it has really shortened the distance between them.

Like a lonely boat in the sea of stars, small but firmly sailing to the other side.

At the same time, Lin Ping'an did not idle the remaining 30% of consciousness.

Rather, it is like a master of precision operation, skillfully distributing this precious power of consciousness.

Part of it was used by him to manipulate the small inner world in his body like a miniature planet, guiding the power of heaven and earth to continue deep refining.

The other part is placed in the creation space, consuming civilization points to capture those fleeting sparks of inspiration to explore and explore possible new exercises.

The process is like fishing in a vast ocean of knowledge.

Every time you throw out the long line of consciousness, it is a brave exploration and challenge of the unknown.

In the last part, I followed the previous memories and began to look for the source that once caused the fluctuations in my heart.

In the afterglow of the memory, some consciousness is like a ripple, quietly tracing along the familiar and unfamiliar fluctuations.

At this moment, Lin Ping'an's eyes were deep and firm, as if he was incarnated as a lonely boat in the endless starry sky.

In the vast ocean of the law of cause and effect, we are looking for the source of the heartstrings.

As the thought touches, the world around me seems to be peeled back layer by layer.

The original formless and qualitative law of cause and effect gradually revealed a mysterious texture under perception.

Those finely intertwined lines are like the veins of the stars in the universe.

Laid out in a complex and orderly manner in front of his eyes, forming a magnificent picture.

In the dark, consciousness seems to have broken free from the shackles of time and space.

Spanning hundreds of millions of miles like lightning and ignoring obstacles.

Silently descended to the members of the main human race team who were hidden and distributed in the Great Xia Human Realm, the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield and other places.

The figures of those guys are all reflected in their consciousness.

Every subtle expression, every nervous breath, is subtle under perception.

Even, his subconscious thoughts were easily read by Lin Ping'an's Taoist conscious thoughts.

In the reality of the huge disparity in strength, the result is so cruel.

In front of the real strong, even the thoughts in his mind can't be hidden.

But in an instant, the origins, intentions, ideas, and actions of these people were all clearly understood.

In the next moment, Lin Ping'an's indifferent and ruthless murmur sounded again in Villa No. 1.

"Zongmen? Family? The main vein? Hehehe...... What a fall! ”

"Unexpectedly, are these the so-called main veins?"

"What a disappointment!"

"A bunch of historical garbage destined to be swept into the garbage heap, it seems that it was not cleaned up last time!"

"That's right, I'll clean it up in a few days!"

"The existence of those family sect forces really doesn't deserve to live in this world!"

"The main lineage of the Terrans? Are they worthy to call themselves the main lineage? It really made me laugh! ”

Between the words, there was a lot of disdain.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Lin Ping'an also had other thoughts.

Although the scope of the 100 million miles of light film is wide, there are also nearly 100 billion foreign beasts imprisoned inside.

But most of them are middle and low-level, for the people of Daxia who are now at the peak of the six grades.

It can be easily killed in one piece, which can be called a snap.

Even if the number is staggering, it will last for a year and a half at most, and it will be killed as an endangered protected animal.

Now, with these menacing and hostile existences, they have just become a new enemy for the warriors of the Great Xia Terran race.

As the saying goes, born in sorrow and dying in peace, adding a little pressure to these leeks at the right time is indeed for their better.

After all, when there is pressure, there will be motivation.

After gaining motivation, Lin Ping'an's effect on obtaining cultivation feedback will become more and more, and it will get better and better.

(End of chapter)