Chapter 132 Blood stained Qingling Mountain 41

The swelling energy of the body was dissipated, and the surging illusion made Yang Chen not react at once. He only saw his expression stiffen, his eyes turned pale, and he lost his spirit in an instant.

That power was like countless black dragons surrounding Yang Chen, trying to subdue Yang Chen, but when you look closely, you will find that some of the power was drilling into Yang Chen's body and disappearing.

At this time, deep in Yang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, the long sword seemed to exude a human-like feeling and extraordinary joy. To be more precise, a naughty child saw what he liked and was greedy and slowly chewing on the delicious meal.

It had a good time, but Yang Daxian was in a difficult situation at this time and completely lost himself. He saw Yang Daxian slowly sitting cross-legged on the ground and began to refine seals like those monks. When Yang Chen's spiritual energy poured into the sealed runes, the runes shone with fierce light, and a large amount of spiritual energy also emanated from the seal.

However, Yang Chen's refining seemed to be slightly different from other cultivators. Although Yang Chen refined the seal, he kept making a spell in his hand. This was the magic seal of the formation that Yang Chen learned himself. I guess this power was to control Yang Chen instinctively unzip the seal for him, even if it was just unzipped a little more.

Now Yang Chen is completely trapped in darkness. This kind of darkness is not the kind of darkness in the day and night. What is even more terrifying is the silence. Yang Chen can't feel a trace of waves, nor can he feel this space, nor can he hear, vision, or secretly telling that he can't even hear his own voice.

The darkness covered every thought of Yang Chen. He felt that this was where he had been living, so the deepest consciousness in his heart began to become lazy, and who was ready to sleep comfortably.

As if he noticed Yang Chen's changes, the Changjian naughtyly heard a hint of hesitation, but then he ignored it.

"No, something is wrong here."

When he was about to fall asleep, an instinct appeared like this in his heart, but the feeling only appeared for a short moment and was replaced by that endless darkness.

Yang Chen was refining the seal crazily, but it can be seen that although Yang Chen's speed is indeed much faster than others, it is only a drop in the bucket compared to the huge seal.

"If I can't sleep, I will definitely be in trouble once I go to bed."

This is the only thought that Yang Daxian has now, but he doesn't even know why, but the endless sleepiness makes him shaking. Obviously, although he is still a little reluctant, he cannot resist the extremely real feeling coming from his body.

Buzz

The sword in the sea of ​​consciousness shook at this time, as if he was tired of playing, the speed of devouring suddenly increased, and his fluctuations dispersed in Yang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, impacting Yang Chen's soul.

despair

There seemed to be a little clear sound of water falling from the depths of the dead silence, causing a ripple in the endless darkness, and these ripples caused a strong wind and wave in Yang Chen's soul.

"What's this?"

"sound?"

"By the way, this feeling?"

"I think I remembered something."

“I don’t belong here.”

"Why am I here?"

"What's going on?"

"Well, what's the picture that flashes through my mind?"

In the hazy, several blurred faces appeared and several very warm voices were recalled.

"Chen'er..."

"Chen'er..."

"Lao Wu..."

"Xiao Chenzi..."

"elder brother……"

A warm hand reached over...

Click!

I want something to break.

"Damn, I was hit, damn."

Yang Chen's movements in the refining seal stopped and stopped. He seemed to feel Yang Chen's changes. The power was a little annoyed and approached Yang Chen even more crazily.

"Damn it, come again?"

Knowing that this power is evil, Yang Daxian had no way to deal with it, so he made up his mind and used part of his mind to defend himself, while part of him consciously guided the long sword in the sea of ​​consciousness to devour the power. Of course, Yang Chen had no direct communication bridge with the long sword, so what Yang Chen did was just a feeling, but fortunately, doing so did a certain effect.

The long sword seemed to become more eased because of Yang Chen's joining, so the swallowing power was like a wind swaying the remaining clouds.

Yang Chen was focused, but at this time he had to think about a question: He had not found the source of such power at present, so where does this power come from?

If you don’t understand it, you can’t solve the problem. Of course, this power must be released by something sealed. If you can accidentally untie the seal, can such a terrifying existence really deal with it?

He was careful. If he accidentally made a mistake, broke the seal and cheated himself, it would be a joke. Thinking of this, he began to hesitate, afraid that once this power was swallowed up, what if it triggered a change in the seal?

He tried to stop the sword from absorbing power and tried to withdraw, but his body still could not move.
Chapter completed!