The demon core is the inheritance of the ancient bloodline, and the core of the demon core is a race's numerous bloodline talents since ancient times, and it may even be the mystery of the talent.

And on the surface of the bloodline that has already entered, there is no deeper breakthrough point at all.

After repeated explorations, the spiritual sense still did not find a breakthrough point in the soul enchantment. Doesn't it mean that there is an entry point or a weak point in the soul enchantment for future generations?

But Feng Yang is absolutely unwilling to accept this result, Feng Yang is ruthless in his heart, since there is no breakthrough point. Then you create a breakthrough point yourself. But he had no idea what serious consequences he would find because of his recklessness.

Feng Yang controlled the Spiritual Needle and rushed towards the chaotic-colored enchantment without hesitation.

A white light from the Spiritual Sense Needle rushed towards the chaotic-colored soul enchantment with the power of a shattered cauldron and a sinking ship.

In just an instant, the two collided together. There was no sound, as if the two were just touching each other, not colliding.

But the feeling that Feng Yang's soul endured was like five thunderbolts hitting the top, and the entire soul was shattered.

At the point where the psionic needle comes into contact with the enchantment, some fine cracks begin to spread, covering the entire psionic needle from end to end. If it hadn't been condensed into a fine needle form, his spiritual sense would have collapsed at this moment.

After his consciousness was torn apart, Feng Yang finally recovered.

But when he regained consciousness, he didn't know what he was doing.

Because he found himself 'in' in a dark space of nothingness, and all consciousness disappeared except for consciousness, like the living dead. Nothing can be done except weak thinking.

I can't even sense the spiritual needle, let alone control the body, and my consciousness exists in the darkness of nothingness, like a lonely ghost.

At this moment, Feng Yang panicked and was confused. Is this what it feels like to be dead?

After experiencing a bout of extreme fear and panic, no matter how frightened, the wind still calmed down.

After calming down, Feng Yang found that in just a few years, his heart was really tired. Maybe it's okay, I don't have to struggle to survive like this, it's really difficult to survive in the cracks. Don't be afraid that you will die suddenly that day.

All along, he has been cultivating hard every day, and there has never been a day when he is free and happy.

Just when Feng Yang's self-abandonment consciousness began to gradually dissipate, the spiritual consciousness needle floating in the demon core space seemed to be squeezed by an invisible huge force, and those cracks began to deepen, and dense branch cracks appeared, and the entire spiritual consciousness needle was about to collapse at any time. If the Spiritual Sense Needle shatters and dissipates, then Feng Yang will really die, right?

However, the changes in the spiritual sense needle in the outside world, Feng Yang did not know. He thinks he's dead, his will is very depressed, and he doesn't have a trace of survival. If it continued like this, it wouldn't be long before his consciousness would completely dissipate into the Dark Void.

And in the sea of wind and knowledge, the purple dragon that swam around the pillar of civilization also began to undergo abnormal changes at this moment.

Without any warning, I saw the purple dragon's bright purple eyes close gently, and when it opened its eyes again, the purple bright eyes had completely turned into black eyes like an abyss, and what was shining out of them was endless darkness. A terrifying aura of darkness and brutality spread, like an ancient dark emperor awakening at this moment.

The dark purple dragon rushed out of the windy sea of consciousness with a ferocious and bloodthirsty desire. A crack opened in the center of Feng Yang's eyebrows, and the purple dragon swam out of the crack in the black tunnel.

A slender golden ray of light shot out from the purple dragon's mouth towards the bloodline demon core below. However, the target of the golden light is not the bloodline demon core, but the Fengyang spiritual sense needle in the bloodline demon core.

There is a glimmer of life in all the worlds. The purple dragon is as ferocious as a demon dragon, and its eyes reveal infinite darkness and killing. But it can spit out a golden light with extreme vitality.

After the golden light irradiated, the collapse of the Wind Yang Spirit Needle suddenly stopped, and those dense cracks had some tendency to heal.

In the endless darkness, a golden light suddenly broke through the void and darkness appeared in it, shooting directly at Feng Yang's gradually fading consciousness.

The golden light flashed and disappeared, directly into Feng Yang's consciousness, and he didn't even see what the golden light was, so he was drilled into his consciousness. Before he could think of what was going on, his consciousness was confused and dizzy, and the memories hidden deep in his mind were like a movie, and the scenes appeared clearly in front of his eyes.

Look at those familiar images. In a trance, Feng Yang thought that he was still on the earth, and he had never left, and he had never been to the Holy Sun Continent.

In my memory, the warm hand of that person caressed his cheek, and the warm words lingered in his ear.

The memories of youth are all her tenderness and care. At this moment, Feng Yang realized that he still underestimated her importance to himself. In the years of her youth, she took up all her memories.

I remember that every time I catch a cold, my body will be very weak, and I will always have a high fever. She will always stay by her side and take care of herself nervously.

When her parents died, she was always safe and taking care of herself. Even though she was tired, she never showed a trace of fatigue in front of herself.

After Feng Yang grew up, he finally understood the burden on her shoulders. But just when Feng Yang vowed to take care of her himself and let her live a good life.

But before he could even say a word, he came to the Holy Sun Continent inexplicably.

Is I really willing to die like this? Can't I even see her for the last time? No, I'm not willing. Feng Yang's heart welled up with an extremely unwilling feeling.

Moreover, in the Holy Yang Continent, there are two sisters who care about themselves outside the secret room waiting for their exit.

Feng Yang's consciousness fluctuated violently, he wanted to get out of this void space, he couldn't die like this.