"It is also God's will that prompts me to hold my hatred against this!"
Xuanhe felt a bit of uncontrollable palpitations and a bit of sadness: "In the final analysis, I still insist on being sad and angry about misfortune. In fact, it doesn't make much sense."
Venerable Shengguang was obviously very disdainful of such remarks and responded with a cold sneer.
Xuanhe simply informed: "I was born into a prominent human family, a Lingwu family that has lasted for thousands of years. From the beginning of my family ten thousand years ago until now, among all the direct descendants, none of them can become a strong Lingwu family.
There are only a handful of them.
At least within the last thousand years, there has only been one."
He fell into a quiet silence.
Venerable Shengguang quickly caught what he was about to say, "Is that you?"
"good."
Then Venerable Shengguang also began to fall silent. After becoming silent, he began to laugh wildly like a roaring ocean. He laughed and said that the figure of the spirit that had flickered and dimmed, and was about to disappear when the oil was almost exhausted, seemed to be a real body.
Generally trembling, with a trace of undisguised schadenfreude.
Of course, this kind of schadenfreude seemed bleak and did not have much unpleasant meaning, and Xuanhe did not feel dissatisfied.
"So, therefore, God has made us unhappy!"
Xuanhe was just a ball of spiritual light at the moment, but his consciousness was shaking his head calmly: "Of course not. The existence of every living being has its own meaning and value. Maybe it once was, but now, I don't think so.
This feels sad.
I can't become a strong spiritual warrior, and I won't get everything I deserve as the eldest son of the eldest son.
However, God still gives me the favor I deserve.
I got the heavenly weapon of the Spear King from ten thousand years ago.
I received the teachings from my master.
Of course, there is also today."
After another moment of silence, Venerable Shengguang sighed: "You are so lucky, just like human beings, in the last days of the rising gods."
Xuan He did not ask about topics that deeply interested him, because for a person whose heart has returned to death, there is only what he is willing to say and nothing he is forced to say.
But he did not agree with the other party's statement: "You are also lucky. I don't know that there is no reason for the death of the psychic clan. Of course I want to know, but I know that you won't tell me. However, it must be a huge disaster.
Don't you think it's a blessing that you escaped from such a disaster?
Don’t you think it’s a blessing to get the Spiritual Tower?
Don’t you think it’s a blessing to be able to carry such a mission for fifty thousand years?” Xuanhe is like a wise man, using his two lifetimes of less than half a hundred years to analyze a fifty thousand year mission.
However, Venerable Shengguang, an immortal who has lived for 50,000 years, felt a sense of relief that was like relief.
He chuckled lightly: "Maybe, yes!"
The violently fluctuating spiritual figure finally regained its composure: "Perhaps, completely disappearing from this world is the easiest relief for me."
Xuanhe readily agreed: "If you live too long and have too many ambitions, you will always feel tired."
"That's right." Venerable Shengguang, the son of the last great emperor of the psychic clan and the most pure orthodox psychic descendant, did not explain much, but only told Xuan He one thing, "Maybe you really
He is not an orthodox blood descendant of the psychic clan, but possesses the pure characteristics of the psychic clan, the tower of psychics
It will belong to you. I use it to gather the stars of the five spirits. I want to connect you to become the supreme heavenly spirit that was cut off from the spiritual tower. It has a body with all five spirits, but it is always an empty dream. You don’t need it.
But I still hope that you can complete all this, and the Spiritual Tower will guide you to the place where the Spiritual Clan perished."
This old immortal, who had been fighting misfortune and time for fifty thousand years, was finally willing to die calmly and said his last words: "Whether you want to be willing or not is a matter of a thought; neither hardship nor misfortune can pass through time. Father,
I have no resentment anymore..."
The spiritual figure of Lord Shengguang began to tremble violently. This was an extremely violent tremor from the inside out. It caused everything to dissipate on its own and return to nothingness, as if it had never appeared before.
Never existed.
Dissolve all spiritual imprints and spiritual residues.
From then on, there was no such person as Venerable Shengguang in the world.
"It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off."
The purest spiritual energy condensed into light-attributed spiritual energy. The purest spiritual energy, which had no characteristics except light, began to spread like smoke in the sea of consciousness of Xuanhe, just like the void of Venerable Shengguang.
A fleeting life.
Throughout fifty thousand years, there is no need to mention everything because they have completely dissipated.
Xuanhe's spirit suddenly shook, and rays of crystal bright light, like tentacles, stretched out from the source of the spirit, deeply piercing into the scattered light of the spirit, and began to resemble
The hungry baby sucked the juice-filled vagina and swallowed vigorously.
Venerable Shengguang has been cultivating for fifty thousand years. Although most of his energy was spent on the Spiritual Tower, his strength was still at the level of the Spiritual Clan. However, at the last moment, the Blood Sacrifice Five Lights Array
, he is still half-step into the highest heaven.
This was originally something he didn't want to do, because it would greatly hinder his desire to restore the Spiritual Tower and use the Five Spirit Stars to refine himself into the cut-off section of the Spiritual Tower, the Supreme Heavenly Spirit.
.So he would rather hide deep underground, even switching to countless hiding places, lurking and hiding, ignoring the changes of Cangling Continent for 50,000 years.
However, even so, his cultivation was still extremely powerful. After being repeatedly bombarded by Yue Shan and finally sacrificing his blood to the Five Lights Array, Xuanhe was still not able to bear the wisp of residual spirit left behind.
His spirit began to expand violently, like a ball of air that seemed to be expanding to nothing.
The sea of consciousness is a mysterious space and the residence of the human spirit. This world expands infinitely with the strength of the spirit. It is vast and endless, just like the endless night sky, void, dark, and lonely, with only "
The radiance of "spirit" illuminates this world.
However, this expansion process requires continuous tempering of the brilliance of the spirit. Even the extension of the brilliance takes a certain amount of time.
Obviously, the dilemma Xuanhe faces at this moment is that the expansion of the sea of consciousness is far behind the expansion of the spirit.
Originally, even if he continued to chase and devour like that, maybe Xuanhe could devour while at the same time integrating the spiritual energy and the origin of the spirit he obtained into his own spirit, tempering the sea of consciousness step by step, and strengthening this world, but this process
, must be excruciatingly slow. This is not the back-up left by Venerable Shengguang, but Xuanhe
I unintentionally ignored this point, and only then did I suddenly realize that Venerable Shengguang is a peerless strong man who has already half-stepped through the ninth-level realm of the Venerable. In fact, he has fifty thousand years of accumulation, and he is really powerful.
In the extreme, even the last trace of his remaining spirit has been lost by 99%, which is beyond the endurance of his weak spirit and sea of consciousness.
Xuanhe's "spirit" is a combination of the five original spirits. He suddenly seems to be an orthodox blood descendant of the once extremely powerful psychic clan. This kind of "spirit" is enough to transform any spirit that can only be regarded as a descendant into its origin.
The spiritual energy condensed with practice is swallowed up and refined into one's own.
However, Xuanhe's most powerful thing is his physical cultivation. His martial arts spiritual energy has reached the peak of a ninth-grade warrior. He is only a little short of being able to condense the martial arts spiritual core into Xuan Yuan at the back of his waist and step into the realm of a martial artist.
The spirit in his sea of consciousness is not powerful because he has not obtained any magic skills to cultivate the spirit.
No matter whether he has the unprecedented five-spirited mastery and whether he can still have suitable spiritual cultivation methods, at least he does not dare to find a way to do it on his own, because he is well versed in the way of cultivation and knows that it is a kind of evil that can easily go wrong.
A dangerous move that will never be saved.
For today's plan, there is only one way.
Slowing down the speed of devouring, and frantically urging his own spirit to start refining this external force and making it his own use. This natural refining does not require the help of any spiritual cultivation techniques, almost
It's an instinctive behavior.
And in the process of refining, it continuously expands the sea of consciousness!
At this moment, Xuanhe's spirit is like a star that is expanding rapidly and is about to explode and perish. Its shining direction is a new world.
These new worlds, under the radiance of the spirit, are like the vast void of the universe, including time and space, latitude and longitude, so real and harmonious...
Waves of unsuppressible swelling and pain spread into Xuan He's consciousness. This was the sea of consciousness facing the danger of exploding, and the pain felt by it was still conveyed to his "spirit".
At this critical moment, suddenly, the spiritual origin of Lord Shengguang exploded with the most violent explosion, and was finally completely dispersed and destroyed!
The majestic amount of spiritual energy surged crazily, like a mad tide, rushing into Xuanhe's spirit, unable to resist it.
"Oops, my life is over..."
As soon as his thoughts came to him, suddenly, in the center of the exploding spiritual source, a majestic and noble light and shadow slowly rose.
Tower of Spirits!
The five faces and five directions form the colors of the five elements and five spirits.
Xuanhe's "sight" gave him a moment of shock. Sure enough, only then did he notice that the top section of this psychic tower seemed to have been cut off, and it was supposed to be
Where the sharp point pierces the sky, there is only a flat surface.
This psychic tower suddenly shook and turned into a five-color brilliance. During the twist, it turned out to be like the "spirit" of Xuanhe, showing a fused crystal clear color, suddenly rushing into his "spirit"
"Among them.
Xuanhe intuitively felt that in the center of his "spirit", a majestic tower was suppressed. Under the tower was a five-pointed star divided into five colors.
The Five Light Array can also be described as the Five Spirit Array!
At the same time, the entire surging spirit began to shrink violently!
In an instant, Xuan He finally understood that the crisis was over and that he had really gained huge benefits this time.