The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 832 Desperate?

When Xiao Yunchu's primordial spirit touched the golden light of the consciousness of heaven, she could no longer feel everything around her.

I can't feel the existence of Feng Yunxiu, there are other spirit beasts, powerful beings, as if she is the only one left in the world, and around her, there is only the golden light of consciousness belonging to the Dao of Heaven overwhelming her, almost covering her whole body. People are completely submerged, unable to even perceive their own existence.

No matter how much you observe while watching from the sidelines, it is not as good as what you feel when facing the vast sea-like invisible consciousness whose strength cannot be seen at all. The gap like a moat that cannot be resisted by manpower, brings a sense of despair Deeper.

After knowing that their biggest enemy is the consciousness of heaven, she deliberately tempered the strength of her spiritual consciousness compared to her physical body. As an alchemist herself, she had to use her spiritual consciousness to do some delicate work during the alchemy process, which was more difficult for ordinary monks. , She asked herself that few people could match the strength of her spiritual consciousness, but right now, she felt that her self-righteous spiritual consciousness had been eroded bit by bit all the time.

It was indescribable in words, as if the pain of her soul being torn apart was constantly tormenting her, that feeling, as if she was re-experience the pain she felt when she blew herself up when she died with the zombie king all the time. No matter how strong her willpower was, she couldn't help screaming.

However, the area she was in at the moment seemed to be cut off from all senses except pain, the screams disappeared, and only the more and more tormenting heart-piercing pain swept over her.

Not to mention resistance, just the devouring of her soul by the regional consciousness of heaven has exhausted all her strength.

And this situation lasted for a long, long time, so long that Xiao Yunchu couldn't remember the time at all, but felt that the tearing of the soul gradually began to ease in a daze. Keeping in mind your own purpose, you began to look for opportunities to fight back in the boundless golden sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, she did not forget to continue sensing Feng Yunxiu's breath.

The connection between her and Feng Yunxiu is very deep, she can feel that he is by her side, even though he seems to be under a huge threat, at least his life is still alive, if he falls... She doesn't know if she can still think rationally Continue to look for the weakness of the consciousness of heaven, rather than directly blew yourself up.

Although Tiandao's sea of ​​consciousness is very large, the real core consciousness must be hidden in the surrounding gold. Faintly hidden, she can even hear a very subtle, gender-indistinguishable, and hard-to-describe voice that fills the air. Muttering angrily.

... Damn the ants.

...the hateful human race.

...I want to destroy everyone like you!

……kill!kill!kill!

The accompanying strong and substantial killing intent made Xiao Yunchu understand that Tiandao's hostility towards their human race has soared to the top. What a day, huh.

Xiao Yunchu carefully felt these voices that seemed to come from all directions, but in fact there was a clear direction of the sound. After confirming it, he directly turned his divine consciousness into an invisible sharp knife and stabbed fiercely in that direction!

It seemed that he heard a slight 'pop' sound vaguely, it should have been stabbed by something, and then, Xiao Yunchu found that the attack of the numb consciousness of heaven became stronger again, as if he was irritated, tearing his soul apart. The cracking sensation made her scream in pain again, and her lips were bitten unconsciously until they were bloody.

The damage to the soul directly affected the body, the blood in the body was churning, the spiritual energy in the meridians was rushing, a mouthful of blood was spewed out with an uncontrollable 'poof', and Xiao Yunchu's face quickly became paler.

But this is just the beginning, God knows whether he is really irritated by her, or thinks that she is too threatening and must be eradicated first, more pressure hits her, the golden sea of ​​consciousness becomes more and more intense, and the veins on Xiao Yunchu's forehead are violent. He stood up, covered in cold sweat, and chapped bloodstains even began to appear on his skin, which looked particularly terrifying.

pain!It hurts so much!
If the previous pain was level ten, then it is now level one hundred. When she thought it was impossible to suffer more pain, Tiandao told her with facts that there is no most pain, only more pain!

The pain was so painful that she wanted to kill herself and seek relief, the pain was so painful that she even had a feeling in a trance, forget it, give up, don't struggle to the death anymore, this kind of power is not something that people can resist, why torture yourself like this?
People in the lower world don't know what the fairy world looks like, but there are bound to be disputes where there are people, and it may not be possible to find freedom in another place, why do you have to ascend?Wouldn't it be beautiful to stay in the lower realm with your son and daughter to enjoy family happiness?
If she died, Zichen Zixi would definitely be in pain, how could she have the heart to let them bear the pain of losing their parents?

Strands of tiny, imperceptible golden threads silently attached to Xiao Yunchu's exposed wrists, neck, face and other skin, intending to penetrate in. In fact, Xiao Yunchu's pupils did begin to become dazed and slack, and many of her The thought of retreating that should not be thought of, and it is impossible to think of it, kept popping up, and in the end, there was only one sentence that kept circling in my mind.

...Give up, if you give up, you will be free.

People from the outside don't know what the people in the confrontation will have to bear when they contend with the consciousness of heaven. The only thing they can see is the changes that can be seen with the naked eye.

One after another, the figures of powerful figures continued to dissipate, the huge spirit beasts were completely dilapidated, and fell to the ground with no breath, and...Feng Yunxiu and Xiao Yunchu, especially the latter's increasingly precarious figure, and slack pupils , made Zichen Zixi, who kept raising his heart, thump in his heart, and the ominous premonition could not be dispelled no matter what.

Nearly an hour later, Xiao Yunchu's body suddenly exploded with a bang in front of them, and when he was completely dispersed by the consciousness of the Dao of Heaven, Zixi collapsed on the spot, his face was pale, and tears flowed all over his face. He rushed forward excitedly and shouted: "No—!"

Feng Zhaoyang who was next to her hugged her in time to prevent her from approaching the center of the battle. He felt the person in his arms trembling uncontrollably. He could hear her more miserable cries beside his ears. His shoulders were wet, and Feng Zhaoyang's face It is also extremely ugly, with sadness on the resolute face, but more dazed.

Isn't it said that the teacher's wife is a variable that can bring vitality to the cultivation world?If even she can't do anything, can they have other chances to overcome the consciousness of heaven?

Although Zichen's reaction was not as agitated as Zixi's, one hand held Xuanyan's arm firmly, his body trembling slightly, tears fell silently down his cold cheeks, and his face was full of strong emotions. Unresolved grief.

The eyes of the elders of other sects who were not strong enough to stay behind were full of despair.

The variables are gone, what hope do they have?

Could it be that more than 300 powerful beings can only do nothing but sacrifice in vain like in ancient times?
(End of this chapter)