Lingyu First Bank

"Aren't you really stupid? If you kowtow to a person who has been dead for thousands of years, you're out of your mind." Di Qiuhan couldn't get in, so he could only curse outside.

However, Wang Yuan saw writing on the ground under this bow, the writing was as small as mosquitoes and ants, if he hadn't been lying on the ground, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

"Since you have made this obeisance, enter my door, touch my forehead with your fingers, relax your mind, and pass on your true skills, only then can you get treasures, and if you tamper with my treasures, your soul will be scattered and your soul will fly away."

"Huh?" Seeing this line of words, Wang Yuan suddenly raised his head to look at the corpse, whose eyes were tightly closed, but there seemed to be a strange smile on his face.

Wang Yuan was a little hesitant. Is the method passed on by Patriarch Zhengyang so strange?If you don't bow down to take treasure, you will die. Is kneeling a test of your heart?But if people hadn't been chased into this place today, Wang Yuan probably wouldn't remember to bow down when he saw the treasure on the corpse. Could it be that there is a word of fate?
Wang Yuan thought for a while, there was nowhere to go left and right, and there was nothing to lose if he tried.So he stretched out a finger and pressed it between the browbones of the corpse.

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A surge of spiritual consciousness rushed into Wang Yuan's mind like a flood peak...

"Ha..." A wild laugh came from the big waves: "It's finally here. This kid is in good health. He has completed the foundation building at such a young age. Boy, for the sake of saving your master, tell me what wish you have." , I made it up for you."

Take home?Wang Yuan immediately understood, and secretly hated himself for being too naive and being fooled again.

Wang Yuan wanted to retract his finger, but it was already too late, and the divine sense went straight into his mind.

"Huh? Little Foundation Establishment actually gave birth to divine consciousness? Genius, that's great, boy, I can grant your two wishes, just say it, and if you don't say it, there will be no chance to say it again."

The small lake of Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness instantly transpired into steam, which was formed by Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness gasification, but facing the spiritual consciousness like Jiang Hai rushing into his mind, Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness was completely powerless to defend.

"My wish is to let you die..." Wang Yuan struggled to utter these words in his mind.

"Dabao..." Wang Yuan desperately called out.

Dabao brought out a elixir from his own space, a top-grade protective spirit elixir.

Wang Yuan tried his best to control his body and swallowed the elixir.

In a moment, a thick wave of thoughts rushed to Wang Yuan's upper dantian, and the protective pill was like a shield blocking the big waves.

"Huh? Who the hell are you? And such a good thing as the Guardian Pill? Hasn't this thing been lost for a long time? Well, the more secrets you have, the more I like it, ha..."

Although the protective shield temporarily blocked the attacking consciousness, but the opponent's turbulent spiritual consciousness seemed endless, and the shield was obviously about to collapse.

"Big Treasure, fit together." Wang Yuan shouted wildly.

Dabao...

For you baba...

But Dabao also knows Wang Yuan's situation. Wang Yuan is in the most dangerous time now. Even Nai Heli's teleportation can't save him. The current battlefield is in Wang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness will disappear at any time. .

Dabao's original spiritual power was skillfully attached to Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness, forming a combined force of the original spiritual consciousness rushing into the attacking wave of spiritual consciousness, like a whip, directly splitting a divine consciousness, but it was a pity that the opponent's consciousness was broken after a while. The spiritual consciousness merged again, and their continuous cutting could only serve as a disturbance, and could not stop the impact of the spiritual consciousness at all.

When Wang Yuan was almost desperate, an old voice appeared in Wang Yuan's mind: "Well, this is very good."

A piece of divine consciousness cut off by Wang Yuan and Dabao suddenly flew out from the wave, and an old man with a white beard stood inside the shield and absorbed this spiritual consciousness into his body with a smile.

"Master Shouyang? Why are you here, an old thing?" A big man with a beard appeared in the wave of spiritual consciousness: "Eh? You're just a divine thought, which scared me, heh, heh, old stuff, let me see how much you can eat , I will support you to death."

"Zhengyang, this junior is someone I like. If you let him go, I won't absorb your divine sense. How about it?" Shouyang Zhenren said.

"What nonsense are you talking about, old bastard? Do you think I still have a way out? Now either he is dead or I am dead."

"Alas." Master Shouyang also knew that Patriarch Zhengyang obviously had no way out. His spiritual consciousness can be preserved for thousands of years and there must be corresponding treasures, but once he activates his spiritual consciousness, if he retreats again, he will definitely be weak. It seems that he can't take such a risk. Basically, the attacker only has one chance to hit the house.

Since the opponent did not retreat, Wang Yuan could only fight to the death and cut again.

After Master Shouyang swallowed two more pieces of the consciousness of Zhengyang Patriarch, he said helplessly to Wang Yuan: "Wang Yuan, after all, I am just a piece of consciousness, and I can only swallow so much consciousness. I also hope that you can defeat him." , if this guy Zhengyang wins, with his temper, he will definitely devour me. Take care of yourself."

As a divine sense, Master Shouyang has no ability to take action in the battle of spiritual consciousness, and even if he is too close to the battlefield of spiritual consciousness on both sides, he may be squeezed and dissipated.

Master Shouyang retreated.

Wang Yuan returned to the predicament again. Fortunately, as the power of the protective pill was gradually stimulated, his shield was stronger than before, but the potency of the pill was limited. If the opponent was not eliminated within a certain period of time, Wang Yuan's ending would still be the same. It is consciousness deprived.

Of course Wang Yuan refused to sit still, he got inspiration from the real Shouyang.

Communicating with Dabao, the joint force of the two changed from a whip to a huge mouth, rushing into the tide of Zhengyang Patriarch's spiritual consciousness.

After biting off a piece of the opponent's consciousness, Wang Yuan retreated behind the embankment, and used his own consciousness to forcibly disperse the bitten piece of consciousness. Scatter until there is nothing to scatter, nothing to separate, and then your own spiritual consciousness will also be scattered into it, and then merged.

Sure enough, this piece of divine consciousness was assimilated by Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was overjoyed, rushed out again, bit off a piece and ran back to fuse.

"Bastard, bastard." Daoist Zhengyang was furious, mobilizing his consciousness, like a raging wave hitting the shield formed by the God-protecting Pill, he was really in a hurry, if he couldn't quickly take down Wang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, he would There is not much time left to hold on.

The shield trembled, and it didn't look like it would last long.

"Dabao." Wang Yuan would only call for help from Dabao now.

Depressed, Dabao gave Wang Yuan a protective pill: "It's the last one."

Wang Yuan didn't care about this, he quickly swallowed it, and the shield stabilized.

Regardless of Wang Yuan's disregard, he rushed into the other party's divine sea again and bit off a piece. Although Patriarch Zhengyang's divine sense was much stronger than Wang Yuan's, he was powerless against this divine sense that fused the original spiritual power.

Although Wang Yuan's spiritual consciousness is weak, but after fusing the original spiritual power, its strength is extremely high, and the spiritual consciousness of Patriarch Zhengyang can't resist it locally.

Wang Yuan didn't know if he could really kill Zhengyang Patriarch before the shield broke, so he could only repeat desperately, bite a piece, escape back, fuse it, go out and bite.

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When Wang Yuan didn't pay attention, the spiritual consciousness of both sides ebbed and flowed. The ancestor Zhengyang stopped shouting, but Wang Yuan didn't pay attention, and even he didn't pay attention. Shield up.