Within the stone monument space.
A strong squeezing feeling emerged in Gu Qing's heart.
His five senses seemed to be divided into two halves, with the weak part disappearing like a bubble under such tremendous pressure.
Gu Qing lost his sense of this phase.
He clearly knew that the image of his body condensed by the Nine Wonderful Heavenly Flower Treasure Wheel, a middle-grade spiritual weapon, had been crushed by Li Hengyang.
"Li Hengyang is actually squatting on this island!"
Gu Qingxu narrowed his eyes.
He put away the Nine Wonderful Heavenly Flowers wheel he offered: "This island is located near the edge of Longze Lake. It is only a hundred miles away from the Longqian River that connects to the vast sea. How could Li Hengyang appear here?"
"I don’t know what the current situation is like in the Five Nations Cultivation Alliance! There has been very little information leaked there in recent days... Li Hengyang is a detox and has already taken refuge in the Demon Sect. If he goes out alone for a long time, will he attract... The powerful people from the Demon Sect came to investigate? I am hiding in the space of the stone tablet, and I am safe for the moment. Li Hengyang will definitely not be able to do anything to me, but as time goes by, something may happen."
Gu Qing's expression changed slightly.
At this time, he noticed some changes in the outside world.
"The blockade of space from the outside world has disappeared!"
"I can leave the stone monument space at any time!"
Gu Qing's expression was a little strange.
He glanced diagonally upward with a half-smile.
On the dark barrier of the stone monument space, Li Hengyang's aging face seemed to appear. Gu Qing knew that this man had been keeping a close eye on him since he sensed that he possessed the treasure of the cave.
Last time, this person came incarnate and let him escape.
This time, this person will never let him go.
Now that he has prepared means to seal off the space, it is impossible for this person to prepare some means that are difficult for him to understand and imagine.
In order to avoid falling into absolute death, he must not leave the space of the stone monument and fight against this person! However, if this is the case, how can he break the situation here?
Gu Qing slowly closed his eyes.
The five-color aura around him became brighter and brighter. As the Great Five Elements Condensation Method was operating, his high state of mind kept him in a very calm state, as if he had withdrawn from the object, quietly watching the top of the dark stone monument from a free perspective. , myself practicing cross-legged.
The powers that could be used and relied on appeared in his heart one by one, and were eliminated by him one by one. In the end, only two things remained.
Powerful soul power.
With that blood demon fetus!
Gu Qing believed that the gap in cultivation between Li Hengyang and Li Hengyang was too huge. This gap could not be justified. Even if Li Hengyang was dying, Gu Qing still had no doubt that Li Hengyang could easily kill him, not to mention that Li Hengyang, who was squatting outside, was not dying. In this state, he prepared many means against him. Therefore, if he relied on his own cultivation and even two magical powers to fight against Li Hengyang, he would only die.
"The power of the divine soul that far exceeds the realm of cultivation is comparable to that of monks at the third level of foundation building. It can be regarded as my strongest power at present. In addition, the divine will of snow seems to also rely on the power of the divine soul. If my divine soul power If it can be strengthened, the Divine Will of Snow will also be greatly strengthened. At that time..."
"When fighting against the seriously injured Li Hengyang, we should have some confidence! If it doesn't work, we can use the divine will of snow to hold Li Hengyang back and then escape for his life."
Gu Qing's heart moved.
He used his spiritual consciousness to take a golden jade slip in front of him.
This is the jade slip that records the Great Freedom God Forging Technique. When Gu Qing got this thing from Sun Sheng's storage ring, he did not practice it immediately. The main reason was that he felt that the power of his soul was strong enough. , and the cultivation level is too much beyond his own spiritual power. If it is increased further, it may have a counterproductive effect on the growth of his cultivation level, making him slower and slower as he practices.
But at this time, Gu Qing can no longer control that much. Read the book
"If I practice this Great Freedom God Forging Technique to perfection, the power of my soul will be greatly enhanced... If I practice it here to perfection, the power of my soul should be comparable to those at the fifth or even sixth level of foundation building.
Has it been repaired? If you can control the divine will of snow with that kind of soul power..."
Gu Qing held the golden jade slip in his hand and took a photo of the black fish basket containing sixty-one cold-patterned spiritual dragons.
Gu Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at the sixty-one cold-patterned spirit dragons swimming freely in the 100-foot-long water in the fish basket.
In order to save Junior Sister Ren Chan, he consumed about twenty cold-patterned spiritual dragons. As a result, Junior Sister Ren Chan was dead and became a face in his memory forever.
This feeling is not unfamiliar to Gu Qing.
All things must come to an end.
People, naturally, are no exception.
Death is just another form of existence, just like the death of a foundation-building monk. The power contained in the Tao Foundation returns to heaven and earth, which can benefit the place of death and a certain range of mortals and monks.
When mortals and low-level monks die, their bodies and souls are just transformed into the power between heaven and earth. They originally came from heaven and earth and returned to heaven and earth. However, the familiar faces in memory are no longer seen.
On the day we promised to see each other again, this man had turned into flowers, birds, fish and grass, and the trees welcomed the spring. The sun was shining brightly, reflecting on his cheeks, and he smiled knowingly, without saying anything else.
The high state of mind made all Gu Qing's emotions become weak. He thought this was a good thing. His divine will of snow seemed to be slightly strengthened again amid such weak emotions.
Have the sixty-one cold-patterned spirit dragons practiced the Great Freedom God Forging Technique to the point of minor success? If you practice this technique to a small degree, you can double the power of the soul. If you practice it to a great degree, it can be doubled again. If you can practice it to perfection, it can be quadrupled! At that time, it was sixteen times the power of my soul at this time! Divine consciousness can cover a radius of more than two hundred miles! "
Gu Qing imprinted every word of the Great Freedom God Forging Technique deeply in his heart. Two hours later, he stopped practicing the Great Five Elements Condensation Technique, and the five-color halo around him dimmed and eventually went out.
He is back to his peak condition!
After a few breaths, Gu Qing let out a long breath.
"Trapped in this situation, even if all the cultivation resources are consumed and the spiritual power is raised to the limit, it will never be possible to fight against Li Hengyang."
"Although it is extremely painful to practice the Great Freedom Spirit Training Art, and there is a considerable chance that it will destroy one's consciousness and turn one into an idiot, but as long as one endures this pain, there is no other risk... I myself I have been reborn and reborn in the world several times, and have been tempered for a long time. Nothing in the world can enter the heart of this rock. If I can't bear the pain of practicing this method, then who in the world can practice this method?"
He has decided to practice this great freedom to forge the gods!
The Five Nations Cultivation Alliance area.
Yeguo, Tianbei County, near Hanshan City.
The original first-order spiritual veins outside Hanshan City have been extracted, the ground has collapsed, and everything within a radius of dozens of miles is covered with ice and snow, without a trace of life. The withered Hanshan City hangs like a broken head at the highest place in the area, Hanshan City. On top of the tenacious city wall, several short children wearing thick furs were kneeling on the ground, their lips open and closed.
Several children dressed in furs spoke in rather strange tones, as if they were crying and complaining. Their grief and madness coexisted, but they were also somewhat solemn.
The direction where these people were kneeling was the highest point within a hundred miles near Hanshan City. There stood a dark coffin. The coffin stood in the wind and snow, but there was no snow on it. The whistling wind continued to spread. Come, but the snowflakes that came in disappeared without a trace after getting close to the coffin, as if there was an invisible mouth swallowing the snowflakes.
In the dark coffin is a statue of a god.
This statue was made of an unknown material, with four heads and eight arms, lifelike, and an expressionless face with a sense of calmness and self-power.
As these children in furs knelt down and chanted, black lines spread out from their eyebrows, palms, soles of feet, and chests, and continued to sink into the black figure's body.
not far away.
Inside the dilapidated Hanshan City.
A group of monks and barbarians in Wuyangyang gathered in a spacious room that had been repaired, airtight, and relatively warm. There were about fifty people in this group, both men and women, and they all had extremely serious faces.
"The wild god has appeared, and our Yan tribe can be saved!"
"If any child can be valued by the Barbarian God, our clan will soon have a truly strong man to suppress our clan's destiny and kill our enemies! That evil ghost who tricked and killed my seniors from the Nine Dazhai Villages back then ...Haha! Now that the Xianhe Sect has been destroyed, I only hope that you are still alive!" Among this group of monks, there was a monk with an extremely old face and a cultivation level of 12th level of Qi Refining. The dark light in his eyes surged crazily.
Not long after.
Several children in furs rolled down the city wall and came to this room. Everyone exchanged a few words, and then several more children with immature faces stood up and met a boy who looked like a boy with a somewhat stern look on his face. The determined monk flew towards the city wall.
The extremely old-looking 12th-level practitioner of Qi Refining glanced at the few children with their heads lowered as they climbed down from the city wall with a hint of disappointment.
"Most of the children have already recited the sacrificial inscriptions. If no one in our clan is valued by the Barbarian God..." Thinking of this, the cultivator no longer dared to think about it any more. He withdrew his gaze from these children who had their heads lowered. Even if they are not valued by the Barbarian God, they are the hope of the ethnic group.
The young man climbed up the city wall with great difficulty.
The bodies of several children, who were younger and more petite, with more immature faces, emitted a faint fluorescent light, and they climbed up the several-foot-high city wall with ease.
Among these children, two of them looked back at the young man with disdain in their eyes, and one of them snorted coldly.
"snort!"
This is a very handsome half-year-old child with a sense of cleverness. He is very unhappy with this guy who has taken the position of his younger brother and can pray to the primitive gods.
"You're a loser who can't become a barbarian and can't practice immortal magic. So what if you can pray with us and pray with the help of your father's shadow? Unless the barbarian god is blind, how can he value a loser?" The half-grown child turned his head away with constant contempt in his heart.
