Chapter 353 Divine Consciousness Transformation

Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. Fastest updates

The dream loomed, both illusory and real, that man, covered in armor, iron armor had been broken, mottled with blood, thousands of miles of red ground, corpses all over the field, enemies everywhere, swords and swords.

"Daddy, Daddy......"

In the city behind him, a baby could be seen wailing and crying, gradually moving away with the surging black armor.

Wang An seemed to have completely fallen into a terrifying illusion, his mood gradually began to shake, his spirit trembled, and the black qi lingered.

I saw him burst into tears, his whole body convulsed, and the breath on his body fluctuated, as if he might go mad at any time.

At this time, he saw that the black qi that lingered on his divine soul actually turned into a strange black flame at this moment.

"Demon Flame!"

If Wang An's consciousness was clear at this moment, he would definitely see the black flames lingering around his soul.

The flame of the demon is rooted in the seven emotions and six desires, and the more negative emotions there are, the more this flame burns.

Generally speaking, this kind of demon flame will only appear when the god cultivator rushes to the consummation realm, or when he is promoted to a higher realm, and when he is in the heart demon tribulation.

I never imagined that here, there would be a legendary flame of the heart demon, such a terrifying flame, I am afraid that the true immortals would not dare to look directly at its edge.

The green halo formed by the leaves of the Enlightenment Tea was finally completely consumed by the flame of the inner demons.

"Squeak Squeak ......"

The divine soul was disappearing little by little, and the power of the divine consciousness on Wang An's body dropped sharply.

The Eight Desolations Heaven-shattering Jue seemed to be under great threat, operating automatically, the majestic aura surging wildly in the body, and the center of the divine consciousness suddenly burst out with brilliant spiritual light, an ancient and sacred aura permeated, and the eight-colored divine light suddenly appeared.

This eight-color divine light, like a dream, is just a surprising scene, this eight-color divine light can not protect Wang An's divine consciousness at all, it seems that the sacred and powerful eight-color divine light, under the burning of the flame of the heart demon, the eight-color light mask shrouded in the sea of knowledge, like paper paste, was directly shattered.

"Whoa!"

At this time, the ancestral witch bloodline hidden in Wang An's body was also activated, and at this moment, it was running rapidly on its own, the majestic blood qi was surging, a misty blood qi rolled around the sea of knowledge, and an ancient and wild breath suddenly landed on the flame of the heart demon.

The flame of the heart demon shook for a while, and continued to burn the next moment, seemingly completely ignoring the suppression of the ancestral witch's bloodline.

After a while, Wang An Zhihai collapsed, his soul shrank to the size of a fist, the soul fire was swaying, and the flame of the heart demon was like an earth-shaking sea tide, surging towards that group of divine souls.

The last group of divine souls was gradually burned under the flame of the inner demons, and the vitality on Wang An's body disappeared sharply, and he was about to die.

"Buzz!"

When the last trace of Wang An's divine soul was shrouded in the flames of the demons, a buzzing sound suddenly came from it.

A terrifying and terrifying aura suddenly appeared.

The eight-colored divine light reappeared, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes swept through Wang An's sea of knowledge, and a chaotic aura filled the surroundings.

At this moment, the vitality on Wang An's body completely disappeared, and his soul was blank for a while, and it seemed to become a crippled body.

In the eight-colored divine light, the runes flickered, the Sanskrit sound was masterful, and a point of light became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a mysterious small tower with a size of three inches.

This small pagoda flickered around Wang An's body, dripping and spinning in the sea of knowledge, and countless eight-colored runes the size of rice grains were suspended in the air.

I saw an eight-colored divine light emanating from above, and the divine light fell on the flame of the heart demon, and the flame disappeared directly.

"Buzz!"

Wang Anzhi is empty, there is no divine sense, no three souls and six spirits, and there is an empty color.

At this time, the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower moved slightly, and the eight-colored divine light rolled in, instantly filling Wang An's sea of knowledge.

At this time, earth-shaking changes took place inside the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?" Xiao Yancheng looked at the scene in front of him and asked a little puzzled about the blood jade cactus.

"Plop!"

"Grandpa, I... I don't know. The body in the blood jade cactus fell to the ground in surprise, staring at the scene in front of him in amazement.

I saw that the three spirit beads gathered in the air again, bursting out with brilliant spiritual light, and the origin breath swept the heavens and the earth.

The enlightened tea tree is swaying, and the rhyme of heaven and earth is rolling.

At this time, there was a faint glimmer of mysterious light flickering in the tree of life. There was a powerful breath of life all around, soaring into the sky.

Suddenly, the three spirit beads, the Enlightenment Tea Tree, and the Tree of Life, felt a powerful suppression, and that powerful aura from the wilderness actually came from the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower itself.

As this aura flashed, the five treasures were directly deprived of a wisp of breath.

Outside, the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower did not stop, and suddenly it shook violently, and the eight-colored divine light became three points stronger, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge.

As soon as this aura appeared, it vaguely exuded Wang An's breath, which was actually Wang An's divine soul.

At this moment, his body once again burst with a breath of life.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the eight-colored divine light moved, directly enveloping Wang An's divine sense.

"Woohoo!"

Five spiritual lights shot out from the Eight Desolations Heaven-Shaking Tower, each of which exuded a mighty aura.

The first to enter Wang An's soul was a green aura, which exuded a majestic vitality, and this vitality was so powerful that it made people's hearts palpitate.

In this spiritual light, there is also an ancient chaotic breath, which is emitted in the sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge is expanding rapidly, full of vitality.

Secondly, another green light entered Wang An's soul.

This aura is extremely powerful, exuding a mysterious mystery, and the rhyme of the Tao is rolling vertically and horizontally, which seems to be able to make people soar in the day and ascend to the sky in one step.

Yellow Spirit, Red Spirit, Golden Spirit.....

The three-color origin aura suddenly entered Wang An's divine consciousness.

The whole sea of knowledge is shaking, the vitality is dense, the rhyme is rolling, and the original breath is circulating.

Wang An clearly felt the power of his divine sense, as if he was riding a rocket, he was rapidly improving, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the strength of Jindan's consummation, and it was still climbing.

"Wave ....."

At this time, Wang An felt that his divine consciousness seemed to be like an egg shattered, and at this moment, the power of his divine consciousness stepped into the strength of the Yuanying Cultivator.

Each divine consciousness was condensed and formed like a strand of hair, and at this moment, his divine consciousness was actually fully materialized.

When the vitality and origin were recasting the sea of knowledge, the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique was still running, and the breath of the ancient wilderness entered Wang An's sea of knowledge and the soul.

Zhihai was quickly covered with a faint silver-white, and his soul was also dyed with pale silver, which looked radiant and exuded an ancient atmosphere.

The remaining spiritual light flowed along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, rapidly improving Wang An's cultivation and repairing his body.