Li Guotao began to tremble, from the eyebrows, eyelashes, to the lips, all over the body.

He felt fear, he felt helpless, he felt hopeless.

This gave him problems with his control over his body.

This was not supposed to appear in a person with three grades, but it appeared.

Li Guotao's sky fell.

The surging internal force kept injecting into Chen Yuanyuan's body, and kept injecting into Chen Yuanyuan's Northern Underworld, but Chen Yuanyuan's Northern Hell became a dead sea, and there was no life at all.

Tears dripped down the ground.

Li Guotao knelt on the ground and put his head on the ground.

So he didn't see Chen Yuanyuan's fingers move slightly.

He didn't see that the flesh and blood on the middle finger of Chen Yuanyuan's right hand were gone, and it turned into a piece of blackened bones, like bones that had been buried in the ground and rotted for many years.

Nor did I see the evil, strange glow that emanated from the bones.

But Chen Yuanyuan did wake up......

Chen Yuanyuan opened his eyes and saw the head on the ground -- it was Li Guotao's, and Chen Yuanyuan wanted to help him up without thinking about it.

Li Guotao only felt a cold and incomparably cold force attacking him, but he couldn't feel where the power came from or what the trajectory was, and before he could react in surprise, he was put on his shoulder by the power.

Of course, there are reasons why Li Guotao is sad and absent-minded, but why is there no reason why the person is fast?

Chen Yuanyuan put his hand on Li Guotao's shoulder, only to feel like touching a warm stone, comfortable beyond words, I don't know why, like instinct, even with a bend of his fingers, the heat was sucked into his body.

Fortunately, there was a strong force on Li Guotao's shoulder at that moment, opening Chen Yuanyuan's hand.

Li Guotao looked up and saw Chen Yuanyuan, as if he was carrying a heavy load, and the whole person looked as if he had removed an invisible mountain on his back.

Chen Yuanyuan has never seen Li Guotao like this, and it is precisely because of this that Chen Yuanyuan feels moved.

But Li Guotao is Li Guotao after all, and after the joy, he found the problem.

He saw Chen Yuanyuan's fingers, perhaps, calling them dry fingers.

His joy was gone.

Chen Yuanyuan naturally followed his gaze and saw it.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at his fingers, and naturally saw something like a birthmark on his wrist.

"What happened?" asked Chen Yuanyuan.

Li Guotao said: "Pearl jade plate." "The voice was hoarse, as if the throat was being held by something.

Chen Yuanyuan closed his eyes and felt his body.

There was nothing abnormal about the dry finger, it didn't hurt, it didn't itch, it was sentient, it was the same as my other fingers.

But Chen Yuanyuan felt that his body was filled with surging and powerful, unknown forces scurrying around, that power was terrifying, full of destructive aura, like, like the power that appeared after Mr. Xilu's transformation.

But Chen Yuanyuan keenly found that between that power, there was still a rest of the power - refined, soft, and full of vitality.

This is the power that Li Guotao used to renew Chen Yuanyuan's life.

There is still a force in Chen Yuanyuan's body, which belongs to Chen Yuanyuan's own, but Chen Yuanyuan's strength is too weak and basically negligible.

It stands to reason that in this case, Chen Yuanyuan will definitely die.

No one can keep three different forces in their own body, and that will only collide with their own body to collapse.

What's more, this is the power of two third-grade peerless powerhouses.

But Chen Yuanyuan survived.

Chen Yuanyuan felt his own dantian qi sea, his own northern underworld.

He was calling out to his dragon, but there was no response.

The whole North is lifeless, there is no wind, no waves, no waves, no sunshine.

The sea smelled of death, and it became the color of pitch black, the color of night.

That trace of seawater, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't mobilize it.

But Chen Yuanyuan found that in it, many boat-like things suddenly rose slowly.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at it carefully.

I feel a chill in my heart.

What kind of ship-like thing is this, this is a coffin, a bronze coffin, and a heavy pig iron coffin!

At this time, Chen Yuanyuan only felt as if someone had stuffed something into his brain, and the pain was incomparable, and Li Guotao was horrified to see that Chen Yuanyuan, who was still fine just now, suddenly had a flying mark in his nose and fell down again.

Li Guotao stepped forward to hold on.

Then my heart cooled.

It's really cool.

Chen Yuanyuan's body did not have the slightest heat, nor did he have the slightest life characteristics.

Now Chen Yuanyuan is as cold as a piece of ice, as cold as a dead man, and as cold as blood circulation.

Logically speaking, he was already dead.

But Chen Yuanyuan was like this before, he could still speak and act.

That's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that the current Chen Yuanyuan is like a magnet, absorbing the heat in Li Guotao's body little by little.

It's like a bottomless pit.

But Li Guotao is still unwilling to let go.

......

It's dark, like the polar night of the North Pole or the South Pole.

The black one really can't see the five fingers.

The reason why Chen Yuanyuan used this adjective was because he had just tried it, and when he stretched out his hand, he couldn't see his five fingers.

Chen Yuanyuan can still remember the original events.

Or rely on your own perennial exercise.

After all, appearing in this kind of place, Chen Yuanyuan is already very experienced, experienced, Chen Yuanyuan knows how to name this unknown space, he calls this the sea of consciousness, as for whether others have it, how to call it, who knows.

It's just that this time there is something different.

There was no picture.

It's just darkness.

It's purer than the darkness of the last time I comprehended my destiny.

After all, the last time it was a myriad of lights, countless dark tannings that made that ancient image, not like now, nothing.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't complain, but when he didn't think about anything anymore, something happened.

In the sea of consciousness, what you think is the same as what you say.

will be heard.

It's just that there was only one person here before, and there was only one master, Chen Yuanyuan, so it didn't matter whether he said it or thought about it.

But now, there are uninvited guests in this house.

A voice appeared in the place.

"What do you mean nothing? there's everything here!"

It's a very strong voice, like a mountain.

It was like the earth.

Because the earth is everywhere, Chen Yuanyuan can't even hear where the sound comes from.

But Chen Yuanyuan was not nervous, he took the conversation and asked, "According to what you say, what is here?"

The voice said without hesitation: "Night, death, the source of strength, everything unknown. ”