Under such a sudden crisis, Wang Hong's right palm trembled suddenly, and a wave of fluctuations spread out, and it actually dispersed all the strange smoke that swirled around Wang Hong's mind.

In the moment when the smoke cleared, Wang Hong also suddenly came to his senses, looked at the red flowers in front of him with a shocked face, and wanted to retreat in a hurry without thinking about it.

However, just as he was about to leave this strange place in a hurry, the red blood-like flower erupted with a strange suction again, and the target of that suction was Wang Hong's head.

Under such a violent suction, the bewitching flower also broke through the ground, and immediately hit his head directly under Wang Hong's shocked gaze.

"Snort!" At the moment when the bewitching flower hit Wang Hong's head, rays of light shot out from the skull, and in a short moment, the bewitching flower turned into an extremely viscous red liquid.

When the red viscous liquid appeared, the power of divine consciousness in Wang Hong's mind suddenly fluctuated violently, and that fluctuation directly made Wang Hong's temples constantly agitate. "What's going on?" As soon as the shock in his heart swelled up, Wang Hong saw that the viscous liquid suddenly burrowed into his palm.

"Boom!" With the viscous liquid drilling into Wang Hong's head, his head also roared at this moment, he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, he could only feel that a strong special energy was shuttling quickly in his body, and finally like a wild beast, it rushed into his mind extremely brutally.

"Ahh

This sudden change in Wang Hong's mind made the succubus and the sloppy old man who were recovering the power of the Yuan Shen in the Spirit Devouring Blood Bead feel a shock in their hearts, and they didn't know what was going on, they looked at each other, and a stream of pure Yuan Shen power entered Wang Hong's mind through the Spirit Devouring Blood Bead.

The terrible scream, frantically echoing in the stone hall, Wang Hong's face, the green tendons were shaking, like an earthworm, he could feel that the power of the divine thought that existed in his mind was rapidly fusing with the extremely strong energy, and with the fusion of the two, the power of the divine thought was also like being hit by a catalyst, rapidly increasing.

And with the rapid increase of the power of divine thoughts, the sharp pain is also becoming more and more intense, if this situation continues, Wang Hong's mind will inevitably be shocked by the rapidly increasing power of divine thoughts!

Under the threat of death, Wang Hong's mind was also slightly sobered up under the timely suppression of the power of the two succubi, his body was constantly trembling, and he was desperately suppressing the unbearable pain caused by the extremely inflated power of divine thoughts, and he kept thinking of a solution in his heart.

It is also thanks to Wang Hong's perseverance in cultivating the Splitting God Technique, otherwise if it were someone else, he would have been tormented by this severe pain and gone crazy, how could he still stay sober and think of ways to save himself.

The mantra of "distracting the mind and splitting the mind, all things are melting, and the yin and yang are reversed ,......" is the "splitting the god", and Wang Hong at this moment is like a drowning person grasping the last straw, without thinking about it, the three-layer mantra of "splitting the god" immediately flashed out in his heart.

In the past, the cultivation progress was slow, but at this moment, it was suddenly accelerated, and as the mantra rose, Wang Hong could clearly feel that the power of the crazy surging divine thoughts in his mind finally began to be gradually controlled.

Wang Hong's body also stopped struggling at this moment, and sat cross-legged on the ground, the mantra of the Splitting Divine Technique hovering in his mind.

The invisible and powerful power of divine thoughts roared in Wang Hong's mind, and under the power of such skyrocketing divine thoughts, the three-layer mantra of the Split Divine Technique was almost completed by Wang Hong at a devastating speed in just a few minutes.

And just when Wang Hong successfully cultivated the third layer of the "Splitting Divine Technique", he felt as if something had been broken in his mind, and then, the power of the divine thought in his mind began to surge towards the center of his mind!

"Mud Pill Palace is open!" Sensing this scene, Wang Hong's heart was slightly shocked, judging from some of the annotations on the Splitting Divine Technique, he understood that the most important step in the cultivation of the power of divine thought was to open the Mud Pill Palace!

The so-called head has nine palaces, the upper one should be nine heavens, and the middle one palace is called the mud pill! This is a greenhouse for cultivating the power of divine consciousness, just like the dantian is in the true qi!

The power of divine thought poured into the Mud Pill Palace like a tide, and with the last trace of divine consciousness power pouring in, the feeling of severe pain suddenly dissipated, and Wang Hong's closed eyes also opened abruptly at this moment!

When his eyes opened, a howling sound came out of his mouth without Wang Hong's control, and when this howling sound sounded, a powerful invisible divine consciousness power also suddenly surged out from within the Mud Pill Palace!

"Boom!" The huge stone hall trembled at this moment, an invisible fluctuation, with Wang Hong as the center, spread out in all directions, and on the ground, a layer of broken rock and sand waves also spread out in a ring, and finally hit the stone wall fiercely, making the cave tremble.

"Whew..."Wang Hong gasped for breath in his mouth, and then looked up at the damage he had caused, and his eyes were also filled with shock.

"It's a failure! The old man is unwilling! The sky is unfair! I didn't expect the old man to be planning for so many years, but in the end it was still a failure!" An old man's angry shout sounded in Wang Hong's mind.

Hearing this old man's angry shout, Wang Hong's heart was shocked, "How can this voice sound in my head!"

"I didn't expect that my Demon Realm Blood Clan's Imperial Blood Saint Venerable would be unable to help a monk who is not as good as an ant! It's really unfair!" The old man's voice sounded again, but with the continuous injection of the power of the two succubi, the voice of the old man who claimed to be the Blood Saint Venerable gradually weakened, and finally completely dissipated in Wang Hong's mind.

"His grandmother's! I didn't expect this old guy to die from the Blood Saint Venerable! Fortunately, we saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise Wang Hong's little rabbit cub really had to carry the old thing on his back and succeeded, then the two of us would suffer!"

"This time the loss is big, the Yuan Shen has not recovered much, and there is a loss of so much Yuan Shen power, it seems that you don't want to recover your strength within a thousand years!" The sloppy old man sighed and continued to absorb the power of the soul in the Spirit Devouring Blood Bead.

In the stone hall, Wang Hong probed in his mind for a few more times, and there was no movement for a while, and then he put his mind at ease, "Is this the power of the power of divine thoughts... It's really much more powerful than the divine sense."

Looking at the messy cave, Wang Hong couldn't help muttering to himself, with an unconcealed shock in his eyes, this kind of destructive power is probably enough to be comparable to the master of the middle stage of Jindan

"What the hell is that damn flower, it can actually make me cultivate the power of divine thought!"

When he came back to his senses, Wang Hong remembered the sharp pain that almost wanted to make him crazy before, and his face couldn't help but turn pale, he could feel that the power of his divine mind was now several times stronger than the power of his previous divine sense, and this change should be brought about by the red flower.

For the use of the power of divine thoughts, Wang Hong can only be regarded as a layman, but he did not expect that the power of divine thoughts, which he has mastered most superficially, has become his strongest thing now.

Although he hadn't really tested how strong his divine sense was now, Wang Hong had an inexplicable confidence, if he used the power of divine thoughts to fight against people, even if he was a master in the late stage of foundation building, I am afraid he would not have the slightest fear.

"The cultivation of the power of divine thought seems to be easier than the power of spiritual power. Wang Hong shook his head, although the first two layers of cultivating the "Splitting Divine Technique" were opportunistic, but his divine soul was several times stronger than before, although he thought so, but thinking of the terrifying pain of cultivating the Splitting Divine Technique, Wang Hong was not shocked again.

Shaking off his head, which still had a little pain left, Wang Hong got up from the ground, his eyes suddenly glanced at the blood pool, and he always felt that there was something strange in the blood pool, but he didn't know what it was.

"Why am I so stupid! I forgot about it! I'm afraid that I won't be able to figure out what is here!" Wang Hong patted his head stupidly, patted the storage bag on his waist, and released the white treasure mouse.

The white treasure rat, which came out of the spirit beast bag and was about to spill, was suddenly startled by the bloody breath in the blood pool, and suddenly saw it into Wang Hong's arms, like a frightened baby.

After Wang Hong's continuous soothing and a period of adaptation, the white treasure rat slowly calmed down and was no longer afraid in this blood pool.

This is according to Wang Hong's instructions in the blood pool for Wang Hong to hunt for treasure, it may be that the breath in the blood pool has a great impact on the white treasure mouse's ability to hunt for treasure, half an hour and a few zhang size of the blood pool did not find anything, but Wang Hong was completely disappointed, but the white treasure rat to the bottom of the blood pool, chirping a few times, indicating that Wang Hong has good things in this blood pool.

Seeing the mouse act like this, Wang Hong was overjoyed, took out a spade-shaped magic weapon and finished it at the point of the blood pool, and the blood-red soil next to it was piled up more than a meter high, Wang Hong saw that there were some similar spars at the point of the blood pool, and he was busy for several hours, and Wang Hong dug up eight spars of different shapes and sizes at the bottom of the blood pool, like blood jade, shining with demonic light. After weighing the weight of the spar repeatedly, Wang Hong estimated that the largest of the eight spars was about 100 catties, and the smallest one was only about a few catties.

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