The only thing that a thing with a low IQ can think of is to eat and not eat, people die for money, birds die for food, the temptation of food finally triumphs over inexplicable panic, and more silk threads are wrapped in the wind and clouds.

The fluctuations are still slowly spreading outward, and the outermost part has not yet been able to cross the body of the rapidly shrinking thread cluster, yes, the thread cluster is shrinking around Duan De, hoping to swallow it quickly, or dispel the strange uneasiness.

At this time, the wrestling has become unique, it is very common in nature, the praying mantis catches grasshoppers, spiders catch centipedes, and the wrestling between prey and hunters is originally just a meal, but I don't want the prey to still have a little resistance!

Duan Deruo had 108,000 pores on his body, and at this time, each of them was implanted with silver filaments, which seemed to be straight lines, but in fact, they spread out into roots that could not be seen by the naked eye.

The filaments of each tentacle seem to pierce through the tiniest particles that make up Duand's body, destroying, absorbing, and devouring.

The dark red vines are no longer dark red when they are rolled into a ball, and they become the same color as the filaments and the hairball, and the flesh is full of the color that belongs to the hairball.

Even!

At a certain moment, Duan De's consciousness of mad chanting mantra was awakened for a moment, and those tentacle branches actually found the sea of consciousness that his consciousness could not find to avoid obstacles!

Even with Duan De's consciousness, Duan De's level of defense is only far greater than the physical body, but relatively speaking, it is indeed stronger than the physical body.

The tentacles instantly depicted the outline of the sea of knowledge, and it was temporarily blocked from the sea of knowledge!

It can't get in, but it doesn't mean that Duan De's consciousness can't go in, and he can't find it, just like he couldn't perceive it before he cultivated, yes, he can't enter it.

Now, thanks to the blessing of Mao Tuan'er, Duan De's consciousness escaped directly into the sea of knowledge.

I thought that the sea was fine, at least the sea wall was not broken, didn't it?

However, the combination of the Yuan Shen consciousness made Duan De almost cry, those heavenly pillars were trampled by thousands of alpacas for thousands of years, that heaven and earth well?

Except for a small and irregular fist hole in the middle, where would there still be the appearance of a well? If it weren't for the occasional handful of familiar Xianxia popping up, Duan De would have wondered if that thing had died?

You must know that the power of your divine consciousness is all in that broken well!

The sun of its own creation in the sky was only a small irregular dark red stone hanging in the sky, crumbling, and those 'heavens' that had been reinforced countless times, that is, the walls of the Sea of Knowledge, were blue and purple, revealing many stone characters that had been created with the power of divine consciousness.

Of course, there will be no whole thing that is exposed, and no whole thing will be revealed.

Genshin?

The original god is complete at this time, after all, it represents his own soul, if it is incomplete?

Weak and powerless, he was pressed down by a pillar of heaven, and only half of his body was left!

"This is Lao Tzu's world, I tell the truth, I say that if I am false, I must be empty! Why is this special mother pressing my broken pillar? Why is the Yuan Shen pressed under the pillar? What a broken thing!ah~~~~ Go to death!"

Zhihai can make a sound, okay, so miserable, it is estimated that he has been covered with a white cloth now, so he can't go crazy together, the tattered Zhihai sky has been infected with pale silver.

Distracted for a moment, the strange ripples eased, and almost dissipated, saying that Duan Dezhen knew what a desperate super move was, that was to lift him, in fact, he himself didn't know what he was doing.

With the kind of dangerous direction that he felt when he was cultivating in the past, he didn't care about consuming everything he could now, and he was chattering quickly when he knew the sea god.

The curse technique that caused the voodoo area was burned and understood, and he had already peeked at the Dao pattern left on the man's head, and he had been drilling the ancient texts of the sages for a long time, and the template was crossworded.

In the end, the time difference is too long, and the two worlds can only understand some superficial and Dao, and it is not an easy-to-understand ready-made spell.

A monk can create his own magical spells in his life, which is worthy of being praised by future generations for a long time, like Duan De, there is basically no one to guide him, there is nothing ready-made to learn from, it is all on his own.

All the techniques that he analyzed and could be formed were basically the first of their kind today, and the difficulty was self-evident, and it was definitely not easy to achieve today.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to teach his apprentices in his current ability, he can't teach it, he uses it in ignorance, he experiments on feasibility, and every time he performs a spell, he doesn't have to repeat it.

Sometimes, it's not that you work hard to be useful, the vast majority of desperate Saburo has become a dead ghost, and there will never be more than a 1 in 1,000 chance of being alive.

Only when you are alive can you blow it, but who knows when you are dead?

At this time, the yarn ball completely shrunk into a ball, and the true face was exposed, much like a jellyfish in the sea, and the body was nothing compared to the exaggerated spread size.

It is about a hundred times larger than Duan De's withered vine, and the bright silver translucent body hangs on a large mass of filaments, which has a unique beauty.

Duan De, whose consciousness is quiet in his madness, is slightly better than his consciousness in the physical body, at least he can pronounce it crookedly, although he is the only listener.

The wall of the sea is not broken, but it allows those extremely thin tentacle silk thread branches to penetrate, and the itching sensation of the sea penetrating directly acts on consciousness.

Duan De seemed to be powerless, no matter how crazy he was, he couldn't change the fate of becoming a snack for other creatures, and his consciousness had already fallen into a trance, and even the suppressed Yuan Shen Body gradually began to flicker with a little silver light.

The strange fluctuations on the continuation revealed that the yarn swirled around the space beast, and did not continue to disperse, so that it spread in this inexplicable space.

It is rumored that when people are about to die, when their consciousness is confused, they will look back on their life experiences like a movie, Duan De is sure that this is a lie!

How can a deluded consciousness concentrate on what to do?

At least, half of his consciousness has now escaped into the astray path of the magic that he didn't dare to escape at the beginning, and half of it is already dim, and it is still rapidly dimming, which also affects that part of the consciousness that can be said to be the initiation of the Dao.

Is it too late? Is it still not good at learning? Or is it still struggling in vain? Perhaps, the next moment will be the end, right?

Duan De's infected part of the divine consciousness was the last to think like this, and then a sharp pain that pierced the soul came, this is the feeling of soul damage, when the soul was first divided, there was one time when refining the doppelganger, and it was not unfamiliar.

The soul is about to be extinguished, and a white jade hand pops out from the depths of the original god, which is extremely soft and beautiful, although it is light and shadow, it will definitely make anyone unforgettable!

The slender jade finger flicked, and then the ice and snow melted, turning into jade powder and drifting away, and the almost scattered primordial spirit time was retrospective and solid, and the pressed broken sea pillar of consciousness silently turned into nothingness.

The jellyfish-like space beast suspended in subspace had been enjoying the last struggle of its prey, and the taste of the bone-eating ecstasy had aroused its long-lost appetite.

In an instant, the jade hand in Duan Dezhi's sea also manifested on the top of its head, and the same posture flicked its body, too late to fear, too late to react, the jade hand dispersed, and with it was the consciousness of this poor space beast that dispersed.

Half of the small world of the Six Capital Cities

Weishui lost his usual laziness, and his calm and pretty face was full of frost and frost, but it did not affect the celestial phenomena of the Xiaoxuan Realm, after all, it belonged to a state of confinement, perhaps, it was not an ordinary single confinement.

And her cultivation will not let her mood affect the outside world, a pair of peerless eyes are cold, and the slowly withdrawn plain hand flips in front of her eyes, but there is a not deep scratch in the palm.

The slight red color not only failed to destroy the beauty, but had a different kind of temptation.

"Hmm, sister, why is this? Actually injured? Could it be that there are still beings in this world who can hurt you? Why did you dip into the void? Brother?"

The crisp voice, warm and real, Weishui heard the cold light and ice melting, turned around and stared at the light rain that had not moved at all.

"Xiaoyu, you just break the barrier, how can you get fat? In the past, it could be said that you were plump, but at this time, it is not an exaggeration to call you a fat man, I don't know if the brute can still hold you when he comes back." ”

Xiaoyu is really fat, and there is no moisture in the judgment of Weishui, but fat is a little fat, this baby-like tender skin and Weishui belong to the two extremes, and they are also beautiful to the extreme.

Weishui didn't say that she was saving Duan De, she knew that the girl in front of her cared about Duan De's almost madness.

Xiaoyu looked down at her much thicker body, touched her slippery skin, and didn't know whether she was narcissistic or worried, so she was distracted on the spot.

The scratch on the palm of the sailor didn't heal, but the blood was lighter!

"Yo, more narcissistic than me? Are you as beautiful as me? Really, let's go, I haven't bathed for so long, accompany my sister to take a bath, let's talk slowly." ”

Weishui went up and pinched a few handfuls, the feel is really not covered, but it is very touchable, and the barbarian is blessed!

"Eh, what? Eh, sister, you're not narcissistic, what are you touching me? Bathing, bathing, you haven't said where your brother has been?

"Giggle~~~ In the end, you still know him, let's go, slowly tell you, I've been bored alone for so long, and I finally waited until you woke up, if you don't talk to me, don't think about seeing your love brother!"

"Weishui!You can touch it, don't pinch me~~~"

“。。。。。。 ”

Not to mention that Gongsun Yu, who quietly went out of the customs, let Weishui drag it, that space was already quiet, and without the dynamic rendering of the space beast, there was only dead silence.

The space beast swept away all the activities in this space, and its passing did not take away a silver luster, as well as the strange body, the ball is still a ball, but the silk thread is out of control, and it looks a little loose.

When the life-protecting move teleportation array that Weishui left in Duan De's body collapsed and fell into the space squeezing and cutting, Duan De had already used it, and it did protect the two of them, but no matter how dazzling the fireworks were, they were just a flash in the pan, and in the night sky, the fireworks could not keep the light they expected.

Duan De almost didn't think about who would leave a back hand in his soul, but now he finally poured out, and it just saved him, and the moment Weishui made a move, his consciousness was already sober.

The part of consciousness that has fallen into a dead end has not dissipated in the first place, there is no mortal threat, and there is no need to withdraw in vain to regain control of the original god.

stared at the remnants of the jade hand that had actually dissipated in a daze, for a long, long time.

"Huh~~~ Eat the soft rice to the end of time. ”