The voice fell.

The golden light instantly decomposed, turning into a dense rain of light and stars, moisturizing things silently, and wrapped towards Ding Hao.

Ding Hao still had to say something, but the golden light cluster had completely dissipated.

The previous kind spiritual fluctuations disappeared completely, and the golden light rain was warm and soft, seeping into his body, turning into a warm current, wandering around the limbs and hundreds of remains, this is not a mysterious power in the ordinary sense, but a kind of divine essence, silently transforming the body of Ding Hao, which also contains a pure divine consciousness fluctuation.

A strong feeling surged in his heart, and Ding Hao hurriedly gathered his mind, ran the winning word formula, and began to absorb this power.

In particular, the fluctuation of the pure divine consciousness was a rare tonic for Ding Hao, and the [Shengzi Jue] was running wildly, constantly turning that divine consciousness energy into his own use, and he could clearly feel that the divine consciousness he had been tempering was slowly but surely undergoing some qualitative changes.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ding Hao was completely immersed in this kind of cultivation.

His body is also undergoing some wonderful changes.

The muscles gradually disappeared as if they were transparent, and the bones seemed to be carved from white jade.

A trace of golden luster traveled on it, especially the few bones on the ribs of the chest, flashing with a strange luster, and there was an ancient character on it, faintly blooming with brilliance, looming, it was the few bones that Ding Hao refined into the [Yin Yang Stone Jade], faintly exuding a kind of divinity.

I don't know how long it took, but this white jade immortal bone gradually became invisible.

The muscles and flesh on Ding Hao's body resurfaced, the treasure was solemn, the divine glow was pervasive, and the fairy glow was steaming.

His face is like a monk, there is an indescribable peace and solemnity, majestic and self-generated, like the Holy Spirit, the sound of the heart's agitation is like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and like a fairy bell ringing, the blood is steaming, the blood is roaring and rushing in the veins like the Yangtze River, and the vitality is so vigorous that it is an incredible Cheng dù.

His muscles were beating under the beating of his heart, and he vibrated over and over again, and some impurities were expelled from his body over and over again.

Ding Hao completely entered a strange state.

Waves of vague power permeated his body, as if it were an invisible heart, constantly contracting and expanding.

......

......

"What happened to Brother Ding?" Ji Yingqi stood on the platform at the top of the golden giant tower with a worried face.

In front of her, on the small golden altar, in front of the supreme statue of the golden helmet and golden armor like a god, Ding Hao floated cross-legged in the void, and clusters of golden light continued to separate from the golden statue and poured into Ding Hao's body.

This state of affairs has been going on for more than a month.

From more than forty days ago, when Ding Hao first touched this supreme statue of golden helmets and golden armor, he entered this state, and it has continued until now.

At the beginning, Ji Yingqi judged that Ding Hao should be lighting the divine fire of this golden armor statue.

But after so long, she was a little unpredictable.

Time has passed, and the deadline for the closure of the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] is getting closer and closer, if you can't complete the process of igniting the divine fire before being excluded from this space, once it is interrupted, you will encounter the consequences of destroying all your souls, which is extremely dangerous.

Several times, Ren Xiaoyao and Fat Cat Evil Moon, two unreliable guys, came to the top of the giant tower and tried to wake up Ding Hao, but they were stopped by Ji Yingqi.

But now, Ji Yingqi is almost unable to hold on.

She could clearly feel that this world had gradually begun to reject her.

It's like the gravity under your feet is about to disappear and you are about to float.

Looking up, the spatial barrier in the sky was no longer stable, and a trace of spiderweb-like gaps began to appear, which was the precursor to the repulsion of the spatial teleportation rift, and when the real deadline came, everyone, no matter where they were in the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], would be excluded from these rifts.

"What if Brother Ding can't wake up by then?"

Ji Yingqi was worried.

"If it really doesn't work, then you have to ...... She can only think of such a way, according to her judgment, as long as she destroys the Divine Fire Tower, there will be no backlash and no harm to Ding Hao.

But in this way, it is tantamount to destroying Ding Hao's chance.

She was in a dilemma.

These days, standing on the top of the giant tower and looking from a distance, in this huge pseudo-god city, there will occasionally be some roaring sounds, as well as some terrifying energy fluctuations, obviously there are strong people fighting with the puppet stone people, the result is unpredictable, but until now, no one has been able to break through the blockade of the puppet stone people and come to this golden giant tower with countless divine fire towers.

The strength of those puppet stone men is really terrifying.

The power of suppression between heaven and earth is great, and it is impossible for the demon clan and the human race powerhouse who have entered this place to reach the giant tower.

If it weren't for the bone bracelet in Ding Hao's hand, which stimulated the teleportation grid on the wordless stone tablet, Ding Hao and his party would not have been able to come here, even if Ding Hao used the forbidden power in the rusty sword and magic knife, it would not have been possible to do it-

After all, every time he urged the power of the taboo, it would consume too much of his Xuan Qi power, which could only last for a moment.

"Meow, my pet hasn't woken up yet?" a white light flashed, and the fat cat Evil Moon appeared.

"Senior Brother Ding's aura is constantly increasing, and a small part of the blood of the [Zhuhuai] in these four tripods has not dried up, and the process of igniting the divine fire has not yet been completed......" Ren Xiaoyao also fell on the top of the giant tower, and after careful observation, he came to such a conclusion.

"Let's prepare, if after a day, Brother Ding hasn't woken up, then smash the statue of the golden helmet and golden armor, can you do it, Brother Ren?" Ji Yingqi frowned.

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "Not necessarily." ”

The voice did not fall.

Bang!

Boom Boom!

A loud bang suddenly erupted in the distance without warning.

The two of them looked back, and in the distance of the pseudo-god city, it suddenly seemed like a major earthquake had occurred, and the square high-rise buildings began to pour and collapse, smoke and dust rose into the sky, underground flames came out, and magma began to flow down the street, like a river, between the huge buildings......

"What happened?"

"This world seems to be ruined......"

"Meow, I smell a smell of the world ruining miè!"

Both of them and the cat were shocked by the scene they saw.

It was a solid rock that even the Martial Emperor could not break, but in the face of this destructive force, it collapsed into debris like grains of sand in a hurricane, and the tall and magnificent square buildings slowly collapsed and shattered like sand sculptures hit by the waves......

The air began to fill with gunsmoke, like a battlefield.

A puppet stone man comparable to the peak martial emperor's combat power also fell in front of this ruined power.

"This world is about to shatter and collapse, not only this city, but the entire [Hundred Saints Battlefield] is also going to fall apart!" Ji Yingqi seemed to sense something.

......

......

Boundless illusions.

Li Lan was physically and mentally exhausted.

Dressed in a white robe, with his hair scattered and barefoot, he walked slowly through a wilderness with no light in sight.

There are no terrible attacks, no deadly traps, and there seems to be little danger in sight on this ancient journey to the west.

But he just couldn't get out of the wilderness.

It is still the eleventh section of the Journey to the West Ancient Road, and I don't know how long it has been since I entered it.

This is clearly a small wilderness, shrouded in dark light, growing slow yellow weeds, flowing black wastewater, dry bones, undulating hills, barren and barren, a qiē power in Li Lan's body has been sealed, he is like an ordinary person, walking in the wilderness, not knowing how to get out of this barren world.

The only strange thing is that by his side, he has been followed by a beautiful woman with hair like ink, a delicate body, and skin like snow.

The woman floated in the void like a ghost, as light as nothing.

Reaching out, fingers running through her body, it was just a phantom.

But the woman's face has always been blurred, shrouded in a white mist, and there are no facial features.

This ghostly woman, from the first moment Li Lan entered this world, appeared by his side, without saying a word, although she had no eyes, she seemed to be staring at him, from beginning to end, she followed him every step, as if she was a shadow.

"Why is this happening? There must be some way to leave this ancient road of illusion, this shouldn't be an unsolvable test!"

Li Lan was thinking bitterly.

He is not low in resourcefulness, and he can solve many difficult things in the past.

It's a pity that this time, I don't have a clue at all.

What does this barren world represent?

What does this ghostly woman in a white dress represent?

He couldn't catch the slightest clue.

"Do you want to go on in this illusion for the rest of your life?"

Li Lan frowned.

Vaguely, he always felt that there was a light in front of him, a light that could dispel a haze and darkness, a light that could save himself, but he didn't know why, these days, no matter how he ran, how he pursued, no matter how fast or slow his steps were, that light that seemed to exist in zài, and the distance between him and him had never been shortened or farther.

He couldn't capture hope.

Finally, Li Lan stopped.

Looking down, the last pair of shoes was rotten, and the first pair of bare feet was covered with cracks and scars, almost shapeless, blood and pus flowing, and there was a piercing pain.

Li Lan was a little tired.

He stood quietly in place, saw his face through the puddle at his feet, and sighed in his heart: "Since you can't find this qiē, it's better to stop and appoint!"

If you die in this environment like this, is it also a peaceful home?

He sat down slowly.

My eyelids were heavy, and I felt the urge to go to sleep and never wake up again.

I saw some related posts in the book review area, and Daozi made a qiē explanation here-

1、 Regarding this paragraph of Ding Hao's life experience, some brothers said that it is like a perfect world, this cannot be denied, I have indeed seen the perfect world, I can't hypocritically say that all of this has nothing to do with the perfect world, because the specific details of the life experience, including the aspect of making enemies for the protagonist, are all affected by the perfect world, but careful brothers, it should be noted that about Ding Hao's life experience, in fact, it has been talked about in the ladder of conscience a long time ago, so at that time, this paragraph has basically been set, and the ideas often overlap, not stiffly involved。

2. In addition to the point that the life experience pulls hatred, about the rusty sword, I can only say that it is definitely a coincidence, because the sword book and related content began to be serialized, all before perfection.

3. Dong Ge is a writer I admire.