However, I don’t have any thinking ability, only the instinctive consciousness remains. In other words, when Master and I take this step, we are conscious, awake or not, he can do anything, and Master and I can only

Just watch helplessly and do nothing.

As Bugang continued to step and the perspective kept changing, the figure of God just kept looming in his eyes. He hadn't really woken up yet. His expression just became rich, as if he was aware of everything in the outside world.

But he doesn't really wake up. He seems to be greedy and reluctant to give up anything, or maybe he feels that such a situation is not worth waking up.

Due to the addition of Shahu, my soul strength has been greatly supplemented, so the bleeding all over my body has stopped. Stepping on the steps may not be as smooth as before, but I no longer feel strenuous, at least when I step on the steps.

It was not like this when Yu Heng was in power.

But how can the difficulty at the beginning be compared with now? After all, in the world of Cunsi, deep in the soul, the four star powers that have been led down are controlled.

Even though we couldn't think, even though our perspectives kept changing, my eyes and my master's eyes always stayed on the battlefield!

The battlefield has gone completely crazy. I know that Uncle Hui has opened fifteen doors. I can tell it subconsciously just by looking at it. And not only do I know that Uncle Hui has opened fifteen doors, even the angry-eyed King Kong behind him seems to have a magical connection with him.

The connection also opened fifteen doors at the same time.

Can a pure spirit body also open the acupuncture points related to the body? I don't know, maybe as a fighting monk, Uncle Hui has some secret skills?

Similarly, as crazy as Uncle Hui is Xiao Laoba. As a Taoist priest whose physical fitness is far inferior to that of Uncle Hui, he actually opened the twelve gates.

They have completely risked their lives. Just like Uncle Wang who drew the formation before, they actually have a kind of fanaticism in the battle that can't survive without being crazy. The blood can no longer exaggerate the inexplicable sadness on them. There is already a terrifying way on them.

Wounds, because those advanced corpse refiners who are not afraid of death and pain have joined the battle.

The most thorough hand-to-hand fight, two people, facing hundreds of gray-eyed people, unknown monsters, and those high-level corpse refiners! What kind of will is supporting them?

On that side, five of the eight powerful mountain gods have disappeared. Similarly, the figure of the angry-eyed King Kong has also become fainter.

Master Chen's stand-in can no longer completely control the situation with the technique of turning injuries. Because he has control of the entire battle situation, he can only use good steel on the blade, just like a real battlefield doctor who will cherish every little bit of medicine in his hand.

As the perspective continued to change, I saw Uncle Chen. The three mysterious dolls had been completely broken. Uncle Wang was muttering something in his mouth and pinching his hands with a hand gesture that I couldn't understand. He must be sacrificing something. It shouldn't be longevity.

Yuan, but I don’t know exactly what it is.

But at that moment, even if I only had my consciousness to support me, I could still see how haggard Mr. Chen was. The smile that usually hung on his face disappeared, and the calmness and gentleness in his eyes turned into a kind of deep exhaustion.

At that moment, I even had a consciousness telling me that he could not sacrifice Shou Yuan!

This thought makes me feel inexplicably heartbroken. Why can’t I sacrifice longevity? I can’t think about the reason, or maybe it’s my misunderstanding!

Then, I saw Wu Liyu's lineage again. Several people from their lineage were sitting cross-legged on the ground in a mysterious arrangement. With just one glance, I should be able to see that all of them were fully supporting me.

Wu Liyu.

Wu Liyu, who was in the formation, seemed to have reached his limit. Even the muscles on his face were trembling slightly. However, he kept gritting his teeth and persisting. The door behind him was completely opened. The power that originally flowed mysteriously in the door actually

A little thicker.

So this kind of power was entangled with the curse power of those great witches, and it gradually gained the upper hand!

We are almost approaching the Yuheng position, and there is another seemingly insurmountable barrier. When we reach the next three positions, the pressure endured by Treading Bugang will increase geometrically, which means that the previous one has to endure twice as much as the previous one.

The pressure will become twice, five times, and even ten times in the end.

But, where do we have a way out?!

This is a special angle. Lin Xiaohua's figure appeared in my eyes. In such a chaotic battlefield, she still looked very indifferent. The battle in front of her seemed to be the scenery she admired. She shook her eyes,

Still spitting out the bubbles out of boredom, watching it shatter in front of his eyes, as if he had seen something funny, with a faint smile on his lips.

Overlapping her figure is Grandma Ling Qing. Grandma Ling Qing's eyes have never left her master. What can't she calm down about this love affair that has lasted for nearly half a century?

Grandma Ling Qing completely ignored the entire battlefield. There was only one person in her eyes. Compared to Lin Xiaohua, she was inexplicably more calm.

Maybe it's because I only have my subconscious left, so I can understand the feeling more clearly, that is, being indifferent cannot hide the loneliness and helplessness deep in my soul. Why does Lin Xiaohua's figure look like this when it overlaps with Grandma Ling Qing's?

Lonely and lonely, even with a kind of wantonness like giving up at will?

However, with the final arrival of the Yuheng position, the figures of Lin Xiaohua and Grandma Ling Qing also disappeared from my eyes. But this was not a brief farewell that was completely inevitable, because when I was in this position, I saw a

A great victory, because those who had been gathered retreated.

Yes, in fact, retreat is inevitable. This great victory was started by Uncle Hui’s Angry Eyes King Kong. The broken Demon-Conquering Pestle in its hand shattered the remaining soul of the monster.

There was no more powerful counterattack than imagined, but those strange guys retreated one after another. In fact, if I could think at that time, I would definitely be able to think of the reasons that I could think of later. Maybe these guys would spare no effort, after all, the food here

Rare (I don’t know what space it is)

existence, perhaps without deliberate intention, food is hard to come by, let alone a cultivator with strong soul power), but the purpose of the essential 'food' given to each existence is to survive or become strong. These guys have no idea at all.

You have to risk your life for 'food'.

The victory of the Angry-Eye King Kong destroyed a guy who may have existed here for a long time, or taught these greedy 'predators' a lesson.

They retreated without any structure, and the first one to escape was the seemingly powerful gray-eyed tribe.

Because what's funny is that in this battle, they lost at least seven great witches. Because they kept casting the witchcraft about the curse, they actually lost their strength.

They ran away in an extremely embarrassed manner, and then came the fierce ghost who was comparable to Yu Cuizi, and my eyes couldn't express any emotion, but I subconsciously knew that this was a great victory, and maybe we really still have something to lose.

Chance.

My footsteps fell heavily, and at that moment when the Yuheng position was spinning, and the Yuheng star rotated and lit up in my world of thoughts, my whole world almost turned upside down.

Just because when the star power of that planet was attracted, my entire world of thoughts was almost shattered.

However, it finally stopped spinning and then retreated very quickly, emitting a dazzling light. My entire world of thoughts was temporarily stable, shaking to the point of intoxication, but what I cared about was the cracked film.

The accelerating spread at that moment seemed like the next moment, the first broken piece would appear, and then the power I longed for but feared would break out and spread throughout every inch of my body.

However, that layer of film did not break after all. I just heard the sound of Master vomiting blood again. My fingers trembled and I tightened them subconsciously. This time, it was not a slightly harder hold on Master’s arm, but a kind of forceful movement in the real world.

It's called a tight hold, and I can't lose it again.

Bu Gang is still going on, as if my yesterday is Master's today. In my confused eyes, the specific image of Master no longer exists, because the person walking beside me is a bloody man.

It was another long step, but the platform had become relatively quiet. Those strange guys had retreated, and the only ones who persisted were the high-level corpse refiners.

The river of destiny was thrown into the sky above the platform, but it was almost exhausted. When we reached the halfway point of the Kaiyang position, the god who had been unmoving suddenly opened his eyes.

At that time, Master and I were not facing that god, but as soon as he opened his eyes, it seemed like two dazzling lights lit up in the endless darkness, which no one could ignore.

A distant sigh resounded throughout the entire platform. From this angle, Master and I both saw the figure in white robe standing up. There was a little sympathy in his eyes, and he said softly: "What is it?"

Do you want me to end you with my own hands? But I don’t bear too many karma."

At this moment, he wanted to kill us, but it was as if it was an elegant and sympathetic thing to do.
Chapter completed!