It was the gray death aura that surged from the ground of the temple, soaking into Zhang Ruochen's body, causing the fire of life to be completely exhausted.

As Zhang Ruochen fell down, his consciousness became more and more blurred, turning into light spots, dissipating into heaven and earth.

But consciousness has not disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen only felt that he seemed to have transformed into billions of eyes, with billions of eyes, and could see everything in the surrounding space.

The soil on the ground.

A stone tablet full of cracks.

The corpse hanging on the gate of the temple.

The gray aura of death wrapped around his body.

...

Further away, Prince Turtle was fleeing to the four oasis on the red and yellow earth with three gods from the Heaven Realm faction.

They can be heard.

"Thank you, Prince Gui, for helping him. Without you today, the three of us will definitely die in the old thing's formation." Jia Linnan was furious and couldn't calm down his hatred.

Yan Shen was filled with emotion and said, "I originally suspected that Young Master Bai had deliberately set up a plan and wanted to kill us. Now it seems that it is the heart of this god's villain!"

"If Young Master Bai gives orders in the future, I will repay this favor." Kailanfeili said.

They are sincerely grateful to Prince Turtle and Bai Qing'er.

Only after falling into the desperate situation of life and death will you understand that life-saving favor is greater than heaven.

...

Consciousness flew out of this area and out of the Yuhong Mountains. In the First Goddess City, Zhang Ruochen saw Chi Yao's figure.

Chi Yao was wearing a white veil that could isolate mental exploration. She was tall and noble. She stood in a garden with red buildings and green tiles. With her divine power, she suppressed Lu Yi kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

She asked, "Where did you meet that old man?"

Lu Yi could not see Chi Yao's identity and asked in a timid voice: "I wonder which old man is the God of the Supreme God talking about?"

"It's the old man who killed Wu Ma Jiuxing." Chi Yao said.

Lu Yi knew that with his cultivation, he had no power to resist in front of the gods. If he angered the other party, he might be searched for his soul or his spirit and form could be destroyed.

So she said, "Yun Fanxing, Mr. Zhang lives in seclusion in Yun Fanxing."

After knowing that the old man's surname was "Zhang", Chi Yao's delicate body trembled slightly, revealing the starry eyes outside the veil, and a layer of mist appeared. He hurriedly asked, "Where is he now?"

Lu Yi hesitated for a moment and thought that there was a divine master in the villa. If the god in front of him dared to be unfavorable to the old senior, he would undoubtedly be a trap for himself.

"Weiming Villa." She said.

Chi Yao wiped Lu Yi's memory and rushed straight to Weiming Villa.

...

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness continued to fly out, and the advanced formation in the Goddess Tower in the World could not stop it.

This made him more convinced that he is now consciousness, not mental power.

In the hinterland of the Goddess Tower in the World, in a gorgeous temple, Zhang Ruochen saw Shang Hong's figure in his consciousness.

Shang Hong stood in the center of the temple, wearing a purple robe, with a majestic weapon, handsome and rich, unlike anything else in the world.

"Empress White, when she sees this order, why don't she go forward to salute?"

Shang Hong held a "Yi" order in his hand.

The token contained a vast divine power. Zhang Ruochen just took a look and felt the sky was spinning, as if a giant god, thousands of feet tall, was standing in front of him, trying to crush the entire world to collapse.

"So many years have passed, won't Yi Tianjun let me go?"

The White Queen walked out of a divine light, her figure was extremely graceful, her body was light and tulle, and her legs were long and straight, but she was shrouded in light and mist, making it impossible for people to see clearly.

But it is this hazy and sexy picture that is the most sensual. Such a sacred and seductive figure that is the most shattering of human nature.

Moreover, the White Queen's voice was as beautiful as the fishing song. It made people unable to help but imagine how wonderful her voice would be when she was in bed.

Not to mention Shang Hong, who was standing in the temple, even Zhang Ruochen, who had only consciousness, seemed to feel a sense of suffocation.

Shang Hong was an ordinary person after all, and quickly calmed down his beautiful mood and said, "One hundred thousand years ago, if it weren't for our Shang clan's secret help, your Anti-Shen Clan would have completely destroyed the clan. You will have endless gratitude. If you spread your identity as the Anti-Shen Clan, how long do you think you can live? What will happen to the Twelve Squares of the Goddess? Could Xing Huantian still exist? By the way, there are also your daughter and the Fishing Robbery Master."

The White Queen showed her face, which was nine-point similar to the fishing song.

The difference is that a man who exudes a charming temperament from the inside out and is gorgeous in the world, as if a look can make even the most determined man kneel under her skirt.

The other one is extremely cold, like a thousand-year-old iceberg.

"Who is peeping?"

The White Queen had a sense of emotion, her eyes that were originally a little bitter and helpless, suddenly became sharp, and her pupils seemed to turn into two divine stars, emitting brilliant power.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness receded like a tide.

In an instant, he appeared under the temple gate again, and you could see his old body lying on the ground. His old body was wrapped in gray death energy, and a stream of air was eroding his body.

After Zhang Ruochen fell, the Yin Escape Nine Formations stopped operating.

Bai Qing'er turned into a white beam of light and rushed to the old man's body.

She seemed very afraid of the gray death aura and did not dare to touch Zhang Ruochen directly. The original divine light radiated from her body, and she slapped it out with her palm, dispelling the death aura.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

Bai Qing'er poked out a slender and soft jade hand and put it on Zhang Ruochen's heart. Then she sighed softly: "Death is irreversible after all, but it's a pity that a generation of geniuses."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

I want to gather consciousness and rush into the body, but I still fail.

"Gola!"

Not far away, corpses came out below the tombstones.

These corpses were wearing divine clothes and divine armor, but because they were buried for too long, or perhaps because they were corroded by the powerful death energy here, the divine clothes were rotten and the divine armor was rusted.

Even their sacred corpses exuded a corruption atmosphere, and some places were so rotten that they could see bones.

When every corpse of gods walks out from the ground, a broken world will appear under your feet. The corpse of gods also grows rapidly, and some can even reach thousands of miles high, which is even larger than the planet.

A vague sound came from the mouths of the corpses, and a powerful resentment turned into a thick cloud.

Bai Qing'er glanced at the corpses, then looked at the old corpse of Zhang Ruochen lying on the ground, and sighed: "I harmed you. If I hadn't come here, you would not be eroded by the aura of death. Maybe you would have lived a little longer. Come with me, I'll send you back to your roots and bury you to Kunlun."

She picked up Zhang Ruochen and quickly fled from here.

"boom!"

As soon as they left, a divine spear as thick as a mountain peak was thrown out of a divine corpse and inserted it into the place where they were just now. There were dense cracks on the earth.

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness followed the old corpse and always surrounded Bai Qing'er.

"It turns out that I despised her."

Zhang Ruochen was deeply moved. Although Bai Qing'er was born in the Twelve Squares of the Goddess and looked extremely ruthless, after his death, he did not abandon his body in such a dangerous place. He did not immediately look for various treasures on him.

Moreover, he had no intention of using his body to maximize his value.

Instead, he planned to take greater danger to go to Kunlun and let him return to his roots.

In Zhang Ruochen's body, the heart of truth, the relics of Buddha, and the blood and soil of white cage were refined. These were difficult to hide from Bai Qing'er, who had a lot of original secrets. If it were another woman, she might have started thinking and refining his body into pills.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that there was a circle not far away.

The circle was horizontal to the ground, looming, like a halo, but it was slightly distracted but disappeared.

"No, it's not a circle, it's...number circles..."

Zhang Ruochen found that there were circles outside the circle, one layer after another, spreading to the end of the world.

Like ripples on the water.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Bai Qing'er and found that she looked as normal and seemed not to see these circles at all.

"What's going on? Are these circles related to me? Only my consciousness can see... no, it is perception."

"By the way! My consciousness has not dissipated. Could it be that it is related to these circles?"

The reason why Zhang Ruochen had such a guess was that he found that he could only see the scene inside the first circle. He tried to look at the second circle and the third circle...

I don’t know how many layers of circles I passed through, and Zhang Ruochen’s consciousness reached hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The consciousness becomes weaker and weaker, and the scenes you see become blurry.

However, looking out, the circles are still stacked with layers, endless numbers, as if they are spread throughout the universe.

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness quickly retreated and returned to his body. His shock could no longer be described in words.

"It is obviously dead, but consciousness is immortal. How can consciousness be considered dead?"
To be continued...