"Is there really a change?"

The three of them looked at each other, and at this moment they all found something was wrong.

"That seems to be a secret that we don't know. Could it be related to the resentment of the Holy Spirit Stone Fetus?"

"The Holy Spirit Stone Fetus suffered a disaster out of thin air and should have become an invincible existence, but it is blocked by people. In the end, the soul will die, and it is normal to have resentment. But if it affects the refining, it will be depressed and fail, which is a pity."

"But it shouldn't be right. The Holy Spirit Stone Fetus should be completely dead. Even if there is some resentment, it doesn't matter. After all, Mr. Zhou himself is not afraid of death. At worst, he will die a few more times, which is different from other people."

"Maybe it is because of the entanglement of resentment that it is difficult to refine the Holy Spirit Stone Fetus smoothly, and it will take more time."

"So, is it possible that I missed the matter against the Penglai Heavenly Lord?"

Among the three, an old man sighed in a deep voice: "It's fine, it won't affect the overall situation in the end. On this planet, we can use a little force to use the Nine Cauldrons and kill the Penglai Heavenly Lord, which is not impossible."

"But on Mars, it's powerless. With the crocodile ancestor peeking, it's always trembling. There's a fierce tiger next to you, and it's really hard to feel at ease."

"If the crocodile ancestor is not eliminated, it will be difficult to develop into the depths of the starry sky. Although there are many resources on this Dharma-Ending Planet, it is not easy to use them. Besides, it is difficult to achieve success on the road of cultivation due to the rules of heaven and earth. The road ahead is difficult. If the trapped dragon cannot get rid of the shackles, they can only linger on the shallows, which is no different from fish and shrimp."

Thinking about it this way, you will feel so upset.

"Hope is too much worry, and we don't have much room for choice. When we become stronger, maybe all roads lead to Rome, but when we are weak, this is the only way to go."

It’s not that easy to run to Mars to deal with the crocodile ancestor?

"Huh? Look, Mr. Zhou found that there was a change."

Suddenly, a light ejaculation sounded, "What's going on?"

One of the old men reached out toward the void, and there was a brilliant stream of light shining in the Void God Realm, as if the mirror reflected Zhou Yi's figure.

In an underground research room, the cold machine flashed with metallic color, and many electronic components were assembled together. Zhou Yi's body was lying quietly on the machine, while his fingers were moving slightly, slowly writing words.

The movement was very slow. Zhou Yi's soul was trapped in the sea of ​​suffering of the Holy Spirit Stone Fetus, which made Zhou Yi's current soul's control over his body unprecedentedly weaken.

In this way, it is quite laborious to control the fingers and write words in a stroke.

"Injured?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, "There is blood on his fingers. Is there anything I want to tell us?"

I was a little confused and couldn't figure out the reason why Zhou Yi did this now, but it was obviously very important.

The middle-aged man's heart was slightly deeper. As he thought, the light flashed in the virtual god realm, and the brilliant flowing light rolled back, as if he had moved the time a little.

Zhou Yi's research room is more important. It is not surprising that it is positioned by the virtual god realm and monitored at all times.

At this time, the middle-aged man was about to see what happened in the laboratory before, and saw Zhou Yi's finger moving towards a section of the machine.

The sharp edge of the cut is the edge of the machine. It has not yet been polished and smooth, and there are slight potholes. When your fingers press on it, it suddenly slashes through it, and blood flows out. Then your fingers dip blood into ink and slowly retract it.

The blood tickled, and the middle-aged man was silent for a while, feeling the solemn atmosphere. It seemed that there was indeed a major change, otherwise Zhou Yi would not have to do so.

Zhou Yi's movements were very slow and it took half a quarter of an hour to write the next word "sleep".

"Sleepy? Trapped?"

The middle-aged man murmured to himself, "Where are you trapped?"

Although the body of the Holy Spirit Stone is not large, the many secret realms in its body are derived, like mountains and seas.

"Is it the sea of ​​bitterness, or the Taoist palace, the four poles, the dragon, and the immortal platform? No matter where it is, it means that things are not going well."

Zhou Yi could not see the changes outside, so he could only do something to struggle to write a word. Zhou Yi felt exhausted and was very tired.

If you have enough time, you will not be able to slowly adapt to the situation after the surge in the soul.

Isn’t this Zhou Yi worried that he would miss a big deal and dared not rest. Zhou Yi forced himself to breathe, dipped his blood into ink again, and continued to write.

Zhou Yi was completely confused. As time goes by, the more drowsy he became, he couldn't remember how long it took to write the four words.

"Traveled in the sea of ​​suffering."

I can only write this far. Zhou Yi's mind was exhausted to the extreme and could no longer bear it. His soul became much dimmed.

Suddenly, I saw the waves of the sky and the earth rolling, with unimaginable dazzling divine light, like a sky knife, sweeping through the entire secret realm of the Wheel Sea.

The divine light shone in all directions, and then a powerful force wrapped around Zhou Yi's soul and rushed into the Taoist palace. This was not stopping. Continue to move forward, crossing the four poles, and following the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and climbing to the Immortal Platform.

Everything happened between the light of calcium carbide. Zhou Yi followed the divine light and saw a cauldron in the sky. On the cauldron, many mottled Taoist patterns shone, the avenues intertwined, and the golden rain of light flowing down, like the divine light.

"The Nine Cauldrons of Dayu, this is one of them."

Zhou Yi felt a little sad, "So, it is better to use the body of a mortal, as a god as a person, and using such incredible power will inevitably cost you."

Sure enough, Zhou Yi saw an old man who looked old but his body was still strong, but his whole figure was fading and dissipated directly into ashes.

"I was the helm of this country, but I didn't expect that he used such power."

That was one of the three, and he did not have much interaction with Zhou Yi. He was like a transparent person beside the middle-aged man, but he had power. He was a person who could influence more than one billion creatures with every word and action.

Such a character did not die in a confrontation with Penglai Tianzun, and it seemed a bit worthless.

But Zhou Yi did not dare to hesitate at all, and he did not want the other party's behavior to lose its meaning in the end. The soul sat down on the immortal platform. This was also a mysterious feeling in the Niwan Palace, and gradually came to his heart.

Zhou Yi had some strange connection with this Holy Spirit Stone Fetus.

"Although my soul is weak, the Holy Spirit Stone Fetus also instinctively wants to survive. The sky thunder triggers the earth's fire and fits each other, which is a great thing."

The infinite essence pours into the soul, causing the soul to expand rapidly. When the soul is regarded as part of the Holy Spirit Stone Fetal, this will change in the instinct of the Holy Spirit Stone Fetal.
Chapter completed!