"Permanent Realm ......" Mo Chen frowned, obviously not expecting that in this formation, there would be a trace of consciousness left by the master of the formation.

He stared at the phantom behind this figure, with two horns, dressed in hideous armor, and his two eyes were dark and deep, like evil ghosts.

Being able to project one's own soul behind him and turn it into a soul protector doesn't have to think about it, this must be the realm of eternal existence.

Once a monk has attained the state of permanence, he or she has the ability to be reborn.

All damage that falls on oneself will be transferred to the soul projection, and as long as the soul projection is still there, the body will never die.

As long as the monk reaches the permanent realm, once the soul projection is condensed, the power of the ordinary aura level cannot be defeated no matter what, which is completely different from the essence of the power of the aura, and has been sublimated to another power, the power of the soul.

But in the next breath, Mo Chen's eyes widened, and a wave of anger went straight to his heart: "It's you!?"

The figure in front of him gradually coincided with the memory, wasn't it the person who killed Yan Hao's parents in the illusion he saw at the beginning?

"Oh?" The figure's voice was hoarse, not like a human sound, he was puzzled at first, and then seemed to think of something, and then realized: "It turns out that the chess pieces in the Qingcang Mountain Range were pulled out by you." ”

"If you lose your conscience, you will be punished by heaven!" Mo Chen still remembered the memories of the Skeleton Ghost King, the longing for the child, and the begging to give up his dignity.

It was this figure who brutally killed Yan Hao's father, and turned Yan Hao's mother into a skeleton ghost king, suppressed in the Qingcang Mountain Range, and never entered the reincarnation.

He hates, he is angry, although this figure is cultivated to the sky, he is still not afraid.

Because now in the sea of his consciousness, there are two holy relics suppressed, as long as he has a thought, a trace of consciousness of this figure will definitely turn into ashes and annihilate in an instant.

The figure was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and a large amount of terrifying violent internal qi poured out of his body, even with a netherworld aura.

"Do you know how many chess pieces such as the Qingcang Mountain Range have been placed in the heavens and the earth?

These chess pieces, they were hung upside down by me on the trunk of a tree, their feet tied together, and the soles of their feet were pierced with iron hooks, like pigs and sheep.

Listening to their howls and their cries, can you know what a joy it is?"

As he spoke, the figure spoke faster and faster, and the more he spoke, the more fanatical it became, with its hands on its temples and a frantic expression, apparently immersed in its own cruel memories.

Mo Chen's heart grew colder and colder.

And this figure didn't look at Mo Chen, but raised his head and looked at the two holy relics: "Nine Brahman God Seal Wheel, Demon Spirit Position Karma Diagram, very good, very good, hahaha." ”

"You're interesting. With a wild laugh, he turned around, looked at Mo Chen, and stretched out another palm, and a pocket treasure hall floated in his palm.

The treasure hall was extremely small, but there was a vicious and vicious air circulation, locked by countless gloomy chains, bursts of thunder rang out, and a miserable howl came from the treasure hall.

Mo Chen was completely fearless, looking at the treasure hall, his eyes kept flickering.

The third Illusory Sun Realm Treasure.

"Nine Shadows Wheel Palace. The hoarse voice of the figure came out again, and his tone was relaxed and indifferent, but he said the name of this Illusory Sun Realm Treasure: "The four Illusory Sun Realm Treasures, Buddha, Demon, and Burial, have all been born.

Your task is very heavy, but you have to take good care of these two Illusory Sun Realm Treasures for me, and wait until the end, when the Creation God Mantra Scroll appears, you can give me these two Realm Treasures, okay?

I think it should be a great blessing for a weak person like you, right?"

After speaking, a pair of pitch-black eyes, revealed from the evil aura, stared at the ink dust.

The moment his gaze fell on Mo Chen's body, Mo Chen suddenly felt numb all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some flood beast, his body trembled suddenly, and the two holy laws actually began to speed up spontaneously, and he seemed to feel a serious threat.

Mo Chen knew in his heart that he would only have such feelings when he encountered an existence that he could never match.

Strong, this person is very strong, he is definitely not an opponent at this time, and even a trace of his consciousness is definitely not good!

His heart was boiling, and he tried to calm himself down.

After a few breaths, Mo Chen held back his anger and replied slowly in a low voice: "Looking forward to our meeting, Huangquan will not be sent then!"

Then with a thought, the entire sea of consciousness instantly churned, and the Buddha and demon qi instantly burst out, and in the wild laughter of that figure, it was directly blasted into powder.

The next moment, the power of the realm treasure gushed out again, and under the illumination of the golden and purple light, the two balls of light completely collapsed, turning into the power of the monstrous world, like two hideous water dragons, rushing into the two realm treasures.

In the alchemy chamber.

Mo Chen slowly opened his eyes, his face was calm, but his eyes were cold.

Boom!!

Mo Chen slapped the cliff wall beside him, and suddenly exploded a basin-sized gap.

"The Illusory Sun Realm Treasure actually fell into the hands of such an evil cultivator. His face turned blue and he said word by word.

He didn't worry about this person, he was in the alchemy secret room, all fluctuations were isolated, even if a trace of this person's consciousness was destroyed by the holy object, he couldn't track this place.

But Mo Chen could feel that the gap between himself and that figure was obvious, and when facing the other party, the internal qi in his body spontaneously began to run rapidly, in order to resist the evil qi naturally emitted from the other party's body, and the evil qi was strong to a certain extent, and even the space within a certain range of his body could affect it.

"It seems that we still can't relax. Mo Chen's eyes became deep again: "Now that all the six balls of light have been absorbed by the boundary treasure, they have almost reached the critical point, and I will use them to catalyze it again." Can't wait, strength, I need more strength!"

Mo Chen sorted out his mind again, sat down cross-legged, and tried to calm himself and enter a state of meditation and pranayama.

After everything was done, he took a deep breath, couldn't help but speak, gritted his teeth fiercely, and the two holy laws operated at the same time, and in an instant, his body suddenly turned into a boiling vortex, absorbing all the spiritual energy around him at any cost.

Mo Chen could clearly feel that in his sea of consciousness, the fusion between the two holy objects was suddenly accelerating, and even the density of his body had become denser and more powerful in a large number of inexplicable vibrations and powers.

He didn't make any further movements, but just kept it as it was, constantly drawing aura from all around.

Because of the proximity to the underground magma, the aura is far more abundant than the outside world, but the difference is that the aura in this place is often dominated by fire-based aura.

It was the place where the demon refiners dreamed of refining medicine, but now it was full of torment for Mo Chen.

The immeasurable fire-based aura poured into his body, with the pain of burning inside, if it was usual, these fire-based aura would not have any effect at all, but at this moment, perhaps it was the relationship between the two holy relics that were about to complete the fusion, and the absorption speed of the ink dust was far faster than usual, and the burning pain brought by it was also magnified dozens of times at the same time.

The tremendous amount of pain lasted for several hours before it slowly abated and subsided.

"Whew"

The ink dust spewed out fiercely, and a breeze seemed to circulate in the entire secret room.

Where he sits, the ground is covered with blood-stained sweat and dead skin. In just such a short period of time, he actually shed a layer of skin all over his body!

"Is this the end?is it that simple?" Mo Chen looked at the Zhihai Center tiredly.