At this moment, the stairs under his feet began to rattle, and it seemed that they were about to shatter.

Wang Feng frowned slightly, and then gently floated to the next golden step.

The self in the state of the spiritual soul, at this time, in this illusory world, seems to be unable to play anything.

"What the hell is this fantasy world?"

Wang Feng thought to himself.

The ghost things made by God just like to coax people.

This Angel Illusion Realm is the same as the Rakshasa Secret Realm, which is a little special.

The soul wanders here, and it feels as if everything has been purified. But this place is a little more special.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from behind.

Wang Feng looked back, and at this glance, he saw a humanoid monster with three wings on its back.

His skin was pale golden, his head was double-horned, and the wings on his back were not the wings that angels had, but more like bat wings, demon-like wings, exuding an aura of destruction and terror, and attacked Wang Feng.

Wang Feng frowned slightly, and quickly stepped up directly towards the golden steps.

And with each step, a golden step in front of him disappeared in an instant. This means that there will be no way back.

Wang Feng did not hesitate and moved forward quickly.

The monster on his back, which was like a combination of angels and demons, kept chasing Wang Feng.

It was like this that when he ran, Wang Feng suddenly felt an extremely irritable emotion suddenly arise, because there was no way out, and every step forward meant that it was irreversible.

This angelic illusion is strange and can affect the emotions in the depths of the human soul. ’

Wang Feng instantly extinguished that irritable mood.

His soul is extremely pure, and it is impossible to hinder him even if he wants to thwart him even with this difficulty.

Subsequently, Wang Feng seemed to think of something.

He stopped abruptly, facing the monster behind him.

Seeing Wang Feng stop, the monster seemed to be stunned, and immediately came directly towards Wang Feng.

The huge monster, holding a spear, spread out with blood-black batwing behind it, and instantly passed through Wang Feng's body.

In an instant, Wang Feng's soul shook, and he felt that his spiritual power seemed to have solidified a little, but in the next moment, the monster also disappeared.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding scene began to change.

The countless golden stairs in front of him suddenly moved, like water waves, appearing in mid-air, and countless golden stairs quickly combined into a platform at Wang Feng's feet.

When the space shook, the surrounding water waves changed rapidly, and a new space appeared in front of me.

In front of me, there is a palace.

It's a bit similar to the Great Light Heavenly Judgment formed by the Ninth Soul Technique of the Thousand Dao Stream!

But, compared to it, it is bigger than countless quilts!

The door of this palace alone is hundreds of meters high!

In front of this door, people are as small as dust.

At this moment, the gate of the palace opened, and a faint light bloomed from inside.

It's just a gap, but it seems like the world has left a gap, which is very weird.

Wang Feng hesitated, this angelic illusion world was full of weirdness.

The monster just now seemed to be a fake at all, when it passed through the body, Wang Feng felt that his soul was slightly shaken, and it did not have any effect, on the contrary, his body was condensed a little, which meant that his spiritual power had also become a little stronger.

His current mental power is semi-solid. It is a bottleneck and is difficult to improve.

Even if he was secret, he had encountered a bottleneck, and his cultivation had not made any progress.

But just now it was a few points higher, which is obviously unusual.

He stopped abruptly just now, and it was the premonition of the previous word secretary.

Wang Feng had a hunch that if he kept escaping, there might be no end in the end, and the cycle would keep going on and on, and it would be difficult to break free.

The palace in front of me is also weird.

"Qiandaoliu said that in this angelic illusion realm, it is just to remove the darkness in the inner heart of the trialist, so that the state of mind becomes mellow and flawless, and the heart becomes bright and holy. For me, I don't need this kind of trial. ”

Wang Feng shook his head secretly and walked towards the gap exposed by the gate of this angel palace.

The moment he walked in, Wang Feng heard a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu, which resounded throughout the palace.

Clang~!

Clang~!

It is a palace of the utmost grandeur.

As far as the eye can see, there are seven angel statues!

All-over solid gold.

Every angel exudes a radiant and pure air of justice!

Above the palace, I don't know how high.

But these angel statues, each given is at least hundreds of meters tall! From afar, it's a big mountain!

Each angel is armed with a holy sword engraved with different patterns!

The ancient lines seem to represent a special language!

Seven statues, showing the posture of arch guards, looking at the very center, the largest and most sacred angel statue!

"This is..."

Wang Feng was stunned, the seven angel statues seemed to represent the different powers among them.

Wang Feng felt the seven blood gold lines on his body, slightly scorching.

Half of the golden streaks in the blood streaks seemed to be flowing.

"The one in the center seems to be the god of angels."

Wang Feng frowned.

Because he had seen the angel phantom, Wang Feng could naturally see the clues.

But the remaining seven angel statues also seem unusual.

At this moment, everything unknown made it difficult for Wang Feng to lift his feet and move a little.

Qianrenxue hasn't found it yet, but he has encountered this wonderful thing.

"Why don't you move forward!"

At this moment, a loud sound suddenly came from ahead.

Wang Feng was shocked, could this voice be the voice of the angel god?

"If you don't move forward, your future will have no way out! She's right in front of you! ”

The sound of that Honghong is coming again!

Wang Feng thought about it, then walked forward and walked directly to the first statue!

In an instant, a huge spiritual force penetrated his soul from the eyes of the angel statue through Wang Feng's eyes!

Rumble!

The spiritual power seems to explode in an instant!

That god-like spiritual power brings endless crushing of ignorance.

At the same time, Wang Feng's silent seven blood-golden lines began to light up!

In the sea of knowledge, the angelic martial soul bloomed with endless light.

The energy emitted by this angel statue was something Wang Feng had never felt before.

It seems to be able to wash away people's souls...

In the haze, Wang Feng silently recited the previous word secret, feeling the light emitted by this angel statue.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Feng's consciousness to return, gasping for breath and looking at the angel statue.

He understood.

The power emanating from this angel statue is the complete opposite of that of the one who knows the blood streak.

Just now, if he couldn't withstand the power of the spiritual power released by the other party, then it was very likely that the blood streaks would shatter and the soul would collapse.

Because he is not a real physical body, he still has seven blood gold lines on his body at the moment.

These seven blood and gold lines do not seem to be engraved only on the body, but integrated into the soul.