An Fei walked slowly towards the deep woods. He walked slowly every step. Of course, he walked very painfully every step, but his body was still straight, his lips were pursed, and his moans were blocked deep in his throat. The will was like a long dam, and a vent would become completely out of control. Doing any venting action would only make him collapse faster!

Selecting a big tree, An Fei pulled out his long sword, gritted his teeth and cut off two bushes, slowly drilled into the tree hole, blocked the bushes at the entrance, and sat down cross-legged. The first thing he did was to organize his own space ring. Now he is no longer a lone walker. Even if he encounters an unexpected accident, Susanna, Chris Ting and others will continue to live. If he does not appear after the war and Susanna cannot find him, he should have rushed here to search, and then he will find his own relics.

Even if there is something like magic books, gold coins, etc., the tree hole is too small and there is no need for so many things, and a few fire-attribute magic crystals are needed. Moreover, the magic fluctuations generated by leaving the magic crystals outside will attract people who pass by here by chance. What he wants to choose are things that are very useful to Susanna and the others, but are difficult to discover by outsiders.

The longbow, magic sword and other things were put in one by one. An Fei grabbed a bottle of potion in his hand. It was the Holy Spirit potion. It was originally prepared for the little guy, but Thor suggested not to be too impatient. He should wait until the little guy has passed his childhood and entered the growth stage before using it. But now, the Holy Spirit potion seems to be the only thing he can use to save his life.

An Fei stretched out his other hand and tentatively condensed water elements in his palm. He quickly discovered that the water elements had no effect, and he could not feel anything except the pain. However, An Fei still maintained absolute calmness. This result was also as expected by him. If the forbidden spell could be dispelled so easily, what kind of deterrent power would the great magician have? He just wanted to try it with a hint of luck.

An Fei slowly closed his eyes, and while circulating his inner breath, he released his mental power. He wanted to dispel the magic effect of the forbidden spell by himself. First of all, he had to figure out how the damage was produced, and he knew that he had not had much time. The pain was not only getting worse and worse, but countless extremely small cracks appeared on his skin. I think the crack should be getting bigger and bigger, and finally penetrated into the muscles, and it would be hopeless by then.

After a hundred breaths, An Fei opened his eyes helplessly. He wasted such a long time and had almost no gains. The only discovery was that when his mental power was greatly released, the pain seemed to ease a little, but the mental power loss was too fast, and it was not a cure for the symptoms. In the end, he still couldn't get through it.

An Fei slowly picked up the fragments of the will of the God of War, hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the forbidden demon realm. The fragments of the God of War will can only be opened three times a year. But at this time, An Fei no longer cared about a lot. A layer of light curtain spread out, covering An Fei and the tree hole. The faint light spot seemed to be unaffected by any substance, and could actually pass through the trunk and finally pour onto the ground outside the tree hole. Having endured the unbearable pain of ordinary people just now, An Fei never made any sound, but now he couldn't help but let out a low moan. It disappeared! The feeling of pain really disappeared! What replaced the severe pain was a kind of joy like flying, and the extreme relaxation.

In this deserted corner, An Fei no longer had to hide anything. He showed a nervous look on his face, waiting quietly, like a criminal waiting for the judge to make a judgment.

After a moment, the light curtain was obscured, and An Fei's face twisted in an instant. The fragments of the will of the God of War in his hand also slid down to the ground weakly. No matter what, I am afraid of comparison. If you take a bite of Coptis chinensis and eat another bite of honey, you will feel that the honey is sweet to the depths of your soul. If you take a bite of honey and a bite of Coptis chinensis, you will find that Coptis chinensis is so bitter that it makes people crazy. An Fei once again experiences the burning feeling, the pain is much more intense than before.

Mike's judgment was very correct. An Fei had no fighting spirit or strong magic. The damage caused by burning could be maximized. If Susanna replaced it, cracks would appear on her skin when the fighting spirit was about to be exhausted. An Fei could not stand it now.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably lose his nature in this overwhelming pain. An Fei took a long breath, barely controlled the ruthless roar, closed his eyes, and began to force himself to enter into a state of meditation. In addition to adjusting his inner breath, An Fei frantically released his mental power to buy time for himself, while rushing to the spiritual crystal in his body. In the past, An Fei didn't know whether he could withstand the energy generated by the explosion of the spiritual crystal, but now he has no other choice except to burn his boat.

The moon sets and the stars are sparse, the sun rises and the clouds are blooming. Time passes by bit by bit. Countless cracks are visible to the naked eye on An Fei's skin. Blood beads of all sizes are hanging on An Fei's forehead like gems. Blood stains are also oozing from his face and robe. An Fei can clearly feel that the spiritual crystals in his body are becoming brighter and brighter under the crazy impact.

This is not an illusion. Although the sun has risen at this moment, the sun cannot shine into the tree hole, and there are bushes at the entrance of the hole. It should have been very dark, but in fact, the inside of the tree hole is much brighter than the sunny outside world, and all the light emitted from An Fei.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be not enough time. More and more blood flowed out of the cracks. It flowed down An Fei's forehead, cheeks, and hairline, slowly dyed his robe red. His knees and hips, which were tightened by sitting cross-legged, had already turned bright red.

Some strong men who were attacked by the Burning Forbidden Spell could have resisted the damage caused by burning, but they could not bear the long-term severe pain. In the end, they collapsed and chose to commit suicide. An Fei, with his steel-like will, has been enduring the pain caused by maximizing the damage, but now his mind is still awake, but his body is about to collapse. Compared with the two, it is really an inexplicable sadness.

Found that his blood was flowing more and more, faster and faster, An Fei had to take a gamble, so he simply gave up everything, no longer controlled his internal breath, no longer paid attention to the wounds on his body, and went all out to impact the spiritual crystal.

Suddenly, a milky white light exploded in An Fei's mind. The seeds of light that had been suppressed by An Fei's subconscious mind actually seized the opportunity of An Fei to give up everything and took root and sprouted at this time.

The light element symbolizes glory, purification, healing and exorcising evil. Although many people hate the lofty and kind and righteous Holy Church, the attribute power of the light element cannot be denied. Simple priests can often win wide respect, and to be precise, people hate priests who are concealed in political and religious colors!

To put it further, the actions of the Holy See are difficult for people to accept, because of the power of the light element. If you draw a stroke on white paper, people will clearly see the traces left on it, but what about drawing on black paper? The principle is the same, there are too many nobles who do evil and have many cruel and lewd monarchs, so no matter what they do, people will not make a fuss. The Holy See is no longer possible. Since it is a symbol of light, they should keep themselves clean! In fact, there are not much differences between the Holy See and the powerful people of various countries. If it is bad, they are all the same bad people, if it is good. They are all the same good people. Unfortunately, in reality, except for areas where the congregation of believers, the Holy See has far more infamous than the powerful people of various countries.

As if he noticed An Fei's crisis, the milky white light ball gradually spread, wrapping An Fei's entire body in.

The seeds of light are a kind of baptism, and the priest can be released. However, Shirabeer gave An Enclave, but it is not an ordinary seed. It is a seed of divine grace. Only the high priest has the ability to release the seeds of divine grace. Moreover, before each release, he has to pray in front of the statue of light for several months. Shirabeer is a busy person, so after becoming a high priest, he only released the seeds of divine grace three times, and the last one was An Fei. At that time, Shirabeer had no other ideas. The farce performed in the end was all because An Fei made too fast progress.

Under the nourishment of the light element, An Fei's wound healed at a speed that the naked eye could perceive. The power of the burning forbidden spell did not disappear. The wound broke again, healed again, broke again, healed again, and healed again, and continued again.

For anyone, this kind of experience is an unforgettable journey to hell. It is really painful! Yi Anfei's tenacity almost made a crazy roar.

After a moment, the milky white light ball became dim again. An Fei had never practiced the light magic, and his magic power was very weak. It could not last until the energy of the seed of God's grace alone.

An Fei suddenly opened his eyes, without thinking, raised the medicine bottle and drank the entire bottle of Holy Spirit potion. He had already discovered that the seeds of light that had been extremely repulsive had become the key to whether he could struggle to survive.

The Holy Spirit Potion is like the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. After only a short time, the milky white light ball suddenly surged, emitting crystal clear light, wrapping An Feidi's body in again. The natural heart, which had already merged with him, began to pulsate vigorously, absorbing the surrounding natural breath at an extremely fast speed. The slight coolness resolved part of the pain. After being attacked by the Burning Forbidden Spell, An Fei felt cool for the first time.

Time flowed slowly, and the sun had completed its mission for one day and gradually sank into the sky. But at this moment, a roar exploded between the sky and the earth. This was an explosion without shape, without fluctuations, and without sound. So much so that within the dozens of miles of the explosion impact, all the people and birds and beasts had no idea what was going on. What they sensed was a violent mental impact.

Perhaps the Holy Spirit potion had a decisive effect, or perhaps the efforts that lasted for more than ten hours without a moment of rest were rewarded, the spiritual crystal in An Fei's body finally disappeared. Although the wounds on his body were still healing and rupturing, his frown relaxed because he had a brand new feeling, or cognition.

An Fei could even clearly see the melting process of each crystal fragment, and could also see how powerful mental power it contained. No matter how many fragments were, he seemed to be able to transform into thousands of them, and could track and observe any crystal without missing any missing. Every fragment melted, An Fei thought that the mental power he could absorb had reached its limit, but his body turned into a huge bottomless pit, which could absorb as much as it melted.

The explosion was only a moment, but for An Fei, it was like a thousand years!

What he could observe was not only inside the body, but also outside the body. His sensitivity had undergone tremendous changes. What was important was not how clear and subtle it was. Wherever his senses drifted, it became the center of the world. He wanted to observe two places, and then two centers appeared between the world. He wanted to observe a thousand places, and there were a thousand centers between the world. Countless pictures flashed through An Fei's mind, or even flashed at the same time, but there was no slight chaos.

His body seemed to have become infinite, all-encompassing, and his body seemed to have become infinite, as small as a meson.

There was no secret to the burning spell that had left him helpless. Countless fire elements appeared at extremely fast speeds, burned, and then disappeared at extremely fast speeds. Because the fire elements were so fast that he still didn't understand how he was hurt.

The pulsation of the natural heart became slow, but each pulsation seemed extremely powerful. The natural breath within a radius of dozens of miles rushed over like a tide, nourishing An Fei's almost dry body. The healing effect of the heart of divine grace finally exceeded the damage of the fire element, and all the wounds on An Fei's body were slowly healing.

An Fei's body originally contained various forces, but today, he finally broke through the threshold of refining the void and entering the Tao. Going further, it is the legendary "Wandering Infinite" that can exist. Under the influence of this supreme realm, all the power belongs to him completely, and there is no need to deliberately suppress anything. As long as he wants, that power will grow. If he doesn't want it, that power can completely disappear.

The moon rises and the moon sinks, the sun rises and the sun sets, and day by day passes, An Fei is still motionless like an old monk practicing Zen.
Chapter completed!