Chapter 336: Nine Thousand Nine Hundred...

Enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment.

Racing against time, it is a race against death.

Soon, Yang Xiaokai had died nearly a thousand times.

The impact of dying again and again on his soul and consciousness is getting bigger and bigger, and the number of collapses is getting faster and faster.

His face gradually turned pale, his body gradually trembled, the sweat of the bean was all over his body, and Yang Xiaokai's eyes were bloody.

How, exactly?

That figure, what did he do?

What is he thinking, doing?

Completely incomprehensible.

Dying again and again, through the observation of the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor, Yang Xiaokai saw too much power.

If it is said that every mental reality represents a world, then the power displayed by the figure not far in front of him is tens of thousands, no, it should be tens of millions of worlds softened together.

Too much, too much.

There are big and small, there are near and far, there are emotions, there are deaths.

Every time he died, the power situation that Yang Xiaokai saw in his eyes was different.

Thousands of times, that is, thousands of worlds formed by the combination of thousands of different mental forces, impacting his reality.

Damn it.

The little face tensed, and Yang Xiaokai bit his lip tightly.

What kind of mental reality is this? No, how many different wills have been infused into that figure in its own power?

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out at all.

Through Linglong and Yang Xiao, Yang Xiaokai learned a lot of news related to the reality of his mind.

Mental reality. It's a kind of self-reality.

With willpower, change. He even distorts the original composition of the world to achieve the desired effect.

Undoubtedly, the more extreme. The more powerful.

For example, his teacher Yang Xiao, the reality of his mind is that his emotions are out of control.

Although there are many types of emotions, there is only one core point of Yang Xiao's mental reality, and that is to lose control.

No matter what the emotion is, there is only one thing he does, and that is to let it get out of hand.

Therefore, it seems that there are many changes, but there is only one focus.

Not only Yang Xiao, but also the Nine Thrones.

Their power forms vary, but the core remains the same.

And this figure in front of me. But it's different.

It was as if everything was in his alteration, his distortion, and any force, any will, any thing, any emotion, was the core of his control.

is also because the focus seems to be the same, so that Yang Xiaokai can't see any core at all.

If you can't find the core of its power, how can you cultivate such power?

Incomprehensible. Completely incomprehensible.

As the number of deaths increased, Yang Xiaokai's mentality gradually began to be unbalanced.

The top floor of the Sky Snatcher.

Seeing that the amount of bleeding was getting more and more, the intact body that had fixed the soul through the Dao world began to weaken little by little. Transparent.

The anxious look on the faces of Yang Xiao and Linglong became more and more serious.

It has been ten days since the first Seven Tricks Bleed.

Yang Xiaokai's blood flowed out. The area around him was dyed red.

Even if he knew that Yang Xiaokai here did not have a physical body, this strange scene. It still scares them.

It's not that with such a lot of bloodshed, ordinary people would have died a long time ago.

It's Yang Xiaokai's bleeding. Exactly like his physical body, almost identical.

If he stays like this, will Yang Xiaokai be unable to bear it and die?

Although for generations, people who have cultivated the reality of their minds have only suffered a serious damage to their consciousness and a heavy blow to their souls.

But those are all high-level mental reality comprehension, as for the super level, Yang Xiao doesn't know, and Linglong hasn't seen it.

"Xiao Kai, you must not be fine. ”

And here, when Yang Xiao and Linglong were worried about Yang Xiaokai's affairs.

In the middle of the door.

It's been ten days, ten whole days.

Yang Xiao stood motionless in the Tianfu Palace, obviously entering the Dao world, and now as the highest management of the Dao Gate, Qian Ming and the others looked extremely heavy.

Although afterwards, the two Mahayana periods of Li Lao, who Yang Xiaokai personally recruited, came out of the retreat and began to sit in the Daomen.

However, because of Yang Xiaokai's attack, the vibration of the entire Dao Gate was still very large.

There is self-blame, and there is even more uneasiness.

Daomen disciples at the grassroots level, they are quite at a loss for the past ten days.

His own strength is too low, but the hope of progress depends on the cultivation hall and Dao world built by Yang Xiaokai.

Once Yang Xiaokai is really dead, where should they go?

In the face of all this, Qian Ming and the others were undoubtedly helpless, and the entire Dao Gate became lifeless with the attack of the Li Dao Gate.

And finally after the tenth day, Li Daniu acted, and without saying a word, he directly entered the Dao world, and began to attack the Sky Snatching Tower like crazy.

With Li Daniu's actions, Qian Ming and others also took action.

There is undoubtedly only one reason why such a thing happens, and that is that I and others are too weak, too weak.

If it is a little stronger, if it breaks through the Mahayana period, how dare the Li Dao Sect come so easily?

Soon, with the actions of Qian Ming and the others, the entire Dao Sect fell into a new round of crazy cultivation, and it was even crazier and crazier than before.

Because the only thing that can help Yang Xiaokai is to improve their own strength, and only to make Daomen not lose to Li Daomen in terms of overall strength.

Faced with this scene, Li Lao and the others couldn't help but take a breath, and they also entered the cultivation one after another.

Today's Daomen is too fragile.

Even in the Mahayana period, the role they can play is still too little, too little.

Promotion, only promotion.

Compared to the Dao Gate, the Inner Dao Gate was unprecedentedly silent.

The Nine Thrones that were brought back by the Three Heavenly Venerables were now all gathered in everything and began a high-intensity cultivation.

Yang Xiao's fall into the devil is undoubtedly like a fish in the throat for the entire Li Daomen, and he does not vomit or feel unhappy.

And the best way to kill Yang Xiao is undoubtedly the Daomen Nine Palace Formation that suppressed the Heavenly Claw Demon Ancestor in Linglong's mouth not long ago.

They must completely master this power before Yang Xiao's strength goes further, and then completely destroy it and erase the troubles.

Not only for the sake of the Three Days, but also for themselves.

Time goes by constantly.

Whether it is the Dao Gate or the Li Dao Gate, both sides have fallen into a crazy cultivation.

And on the top floor of the Sky Snatcher.

After more than 20 days and more than 9,900 deaths, Yang Xiaokai, whose consciousness was already as weak as a candle in the wind, looked weakly at the figure that once appeared in front of him not far away.

With a weak wry smile on his face, Yang Xiaokai, who had died so many times, had already cooled his fiery heart.

There is no way to comprehend it.

This is simply not the power he can comprehend.

It's huge.

How could there be such a terrifying mental reality in the world? It perfectly displayed all its power, and all of it was flawless.

Even the Eye of the Emperor of Heaven couldn't get a glimpse of its core.

This kind of power actually makes me realize, do you think I am God?

Dying again, Yang Xiaokai, who was reborn, had no strength, and the only thing he could do was to stand in place and watch blankly.

The mind is no longer able to turn, and the will is on the verge of collapse.

If you love it, you can do it.

Completely giving up thinking, Yang Xiaokai just stood quietly, watching quietly, quietly waiting for himself to be killed by that force again.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes.

Yang Xiaokai, who was standing in place, suddenly moved his dull eyes.

Yourself, why didn't you die?

The thought fell, and almost instantly, Yang Xiaokai was killed by that force again.

died again, but Yang Xiaokai, who was reborn, was no longer as decadent and desperate as before. His eyes showed a hint of brilliance.

His eyes flashed.

"Isn't it? (To be continued.) )