“Where is this place?”

Looking at the scene around him, the publisher was nervous. He didn't know when he had stopped his previous green light image and reunited into a human form.

"It hurts!"

He felt pain everywhere in his body as he got up from the ground.

This was caused by the fact that when he turned into a green light, he fell into a crack and was torn. The pain directly acted in his consciousness, and the feeling was ten times stronger than the body, causing pain.

"This time it was really unexpected. It was just that so much price was paid. This account must be calculated carefully!"

Thinking about it, his gaze finally stopped on the seventh-story pagoda. The pain in his body gradually dissipated, the evil thoughts in his heart gradually arose, and his mind became clearer, and he began to analyze the situation in front of him.

"I have separated my consciousness from my body with the treasure and have not returned, so I am still a conscious body now. Although it looks no different from the outside world, it should still be an illusion, but it was not constructed by me. Could it be that Chen Qian?"

Surprisingly, the publisher stood there cautiously.

"Impossible. Although Chen Qian is determined and can't help me, he doesn't show the ability to control his mind. He has no obvious resistance to the Senluo Xuan Method I cast with the help of martial arts treasures. How could he build such a illusion world out of thin air in a blink of an eye?"

As I thought about it, a guess emerged in the heart of the disguised publisher-

"Unless, this illusion is originally in his heart and deep in his consciousness!"

When he thought of this possibility, he was immediately delighted.

"Those who can generate illusions out of thin air must be treasures. It is likely that like the treasure in my sect, the martial arts spirit of the senior masters remain!"

Suddenly, the disguised publisher couldn't hold back any more, and he took a step towards the tower of consciousness.

"Anyway, I am familiar with the fight of consciousness. Even if this is a familiar place for Chen Qian, I don't need to be afraid. If it really doesn't work, I can't get out of here. Anyway, there are Guo Hou and many guards around me, so I don't have to worry about not having a house to rely on."

While walking, he thought, before the disguiser came to the tower of consciousness, he looked up and saw two words on the plaque of the door.

"The tower of consciousness...? This name is interesting. It is a pagoda that resides in consciousness. Does it mean this?"

The publisher has a certain understanding of Zhongzhou culture. When he saw the name, he began to try to interpret the words.

Just as he was about to step onto the steps, push open the tower door and walk into it, the closed door opened and a figure walked out of it.

Chen Qian walked out of it, his face seemed a little solemn. Obviously, the appearance of the disguiser here caught him off guard.

The existence of the tower consciousness has always been Chen Qian's highest secret, and he did not intend to reveal it, because such a wonderful thing is naturally of great value. Chen Qian still understands the principle that a man is innocent and bears a treasure. Before his strength is strong enough to be arrogant in the northwest, revealing the information about the tower consciousness may attract the covetousness of the strong, and the consequences are terrible.

"But things have happened. What I can do now is to completely erase this person's consciousness so that he can't return to the outside world, so that the secret can still be preserved."

Slightly narrowed his eyes, Chen Qian looked at the first outsider who broke into the world of consciousness tower, and his murderous intent gushed in his heart. After so long research, although he didn't know much about consciousness, he probably still had some understanding.

Just like every time he enters the consciousness tower, he either concentrates his mind or sleeps soundly, and cannot do other things in reality while locating the consciousness tower. It can be seen that this consciousness cannot be divided. Based on this calculation, the consciousness of the distributor on the opposite side should be separated from the body with some mysterious method. If it is eliminated, everything will naturally disappear and the secret of the consciousness tower can be preserved.

Chen Qian's murderous intent moved, and the disguiser on the opposite side sensed it. Although they each had their own physical bodies at this moment, they were essentially just two consciousnesses.

The consciousness is directly opposite, and when the thought moves, the other party will notice it.

"It seems that there is nothing to say..." The disguised publisher smiled slightly and wanted to attack Chen Qianxin again with words, but Chen Qian on the opposite side moved his body and slapped him with a palm!

The palms of the hands showed a red and purple color, the inner true energy burst out, and the muscles and bones were rubbed together!

call!

The strong wind whistled and rushed towards me!

"I'm really impatient, but I'm decisive. It's a pity that you don't understand the mystery of the war between consciousness, but you're still fighting each other. It's ridiculous!"

Facing Chen Qian's imposing palm, the disguised man shook his head, then his whole body shook, and the edge of his body faintly turned into green light, as if he was about to disperse.

"Huh?" At this moment, Chen Qian felt a sense of strangeness coming from all directions. In the dark, this illusion sky and grassland that had always been uncommon, seemed to have some connection with Chen Qian.

The distributor on the opposite side had already turned into light and turned into green beams of light, entangled with each other, and was about to spread out again!

In this situation, Chen Qian's palm was naturally destined to be useless, because no matter how amazing the force in his palm was, it was impossible to shatter the tangible and tangible light.

Therefore, Chen Qian, who was halfway through, stopped.

"You also realize it's useless. Facing my mythical means, you can only surrender!" Sneered twice, a large number of green beams dispersed again, emitting a sharp breath, and it was about to attack again, and history reappeared.

That's when.

Chen Qian raised his left hand, then with his five fingers closed, and slowly clenched into a fist...

boom!

With his movement, the grasslands and the sky around him shook at the same time, and a shocking roar broke out in the sky, rolling in!

For a moment, the wind and clouds changed, and the white clouds in the sky rolled up rapidly, and the air was turbulent, like a hurricane coming, and the grass was growing and the leaves were flying on the ground!

The wind and clouds are surging, covering the sky, like the sky collapses and the earth is broken!

Hulala!

An extremely huge force gathered from all directions, allowing the clouds to dissipate, allowing the airflow to fall like a whirlpool, and allowing the green light that had already scattered all over the place to be squeezed back again!

Bang!

Chen Qian's five fingers were completely together and he really clamped into a fist. The powerful force from all directions also swarmed out, completely squeezing and condensing the green light, and turning it into a human form again!

The man seemed to be bound by an invisible force, suspended in the air and unable to move. His body kept creaking, as if he was under great pressure.

"This...what's going on!"

The reappearing disguised publisher's face changed drastically, and he roared in the strong wind, showing a shock.

At this moment, Chen Qian suddenly asked, "Is your method of taking over a body similar to martial arts or immortality?"

His voice came out of his mouth, but after the exit, it was stacked layer by layer, and in a blink of an eye it turned into thunder in the sky and the earth, trembling in the sky and the earth.

The disguiser who was tied tightly in the air was not in a good way to defend himself. He was shocked by the sound and his mind was immediately snatched by it. The body formed by consciousness was blurred and he subconsciously responded to the sentence-

"This is a martial arts skill that is used with the help of the martial arts treasure Soul Condensing Pearl. In the past, people's martial arts spirit extracted and wrapped their own consciousness, and were formed by the true qi..."

Halfway through his words, he came to his senses and his heart was filled with horror, because he expected his fate. He changed his mind and begged for mercy loudly: "I hope the young man will surround me. I can give the formulas of the martial arts as much as possible..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qian raised his fist and waved his hand down with force, making a move of smashing.

Immediately, the power surged and took a sharp turn. The distributor who was stagnant in the air fell down in a blink of an eye, falling heavily to the ground!

Boom!

The sound of impact resounded through the sky, and the air waves visible to the naked eye spread, forming a meteorite crater on the ground.

A large number of clouds and airflows fell from the sky and rushed into the pit. A series of explosions came from the pit, and the ground trembled.

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