Chapter 920: My belief is always the same (8)

"It seems that the spiritual power from this angel statue just now made the angel Wuhan move."
Wang Feng recovered, feeling everything in his body.
In the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden body of the other half of the mysterious angel lit up slightly, and one of the seven golden wings behind it lit up.
At the same time, the seven blood-gold lines, one of them, the golden side, also completely lit up.
And the black side formed an opposing posture.
It seems to be activated!
Seeing this, Wang Feng was overjoyed.
Sure enough, it seems to be effective.
Another purpose of his coming to this angelic fantasy world is to awaken this mysterious angel that has undergone evolutionary mutation and the seven blood gold lines.
It now appears that the goal seems to be successful.
A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face.
These seven statues correspond exactly to each other?
Staring at the first angel statue, the light emitted by the holy sword in the opponent's hand looked a little dim.
Wang Feng seemed to understand the mysterious runes on the holy sword.
At the same time, Wang Feng walked to the next angel statue.
The majestic and holy spiritual power, from the eyes of the statue, once again impacted Wang Feng's soul and spirit.
The mysterious angel in the sea of ​​consciousness swayed, as if it would turn to ashes under the impact of this kind of spiritual power at any time.
Wang Feng still had his luck before the word secret, resisting this huge mental shock, still washing away.
Under this impact, his figure became more solid.
This kind of mental shock is a painful torture and endurance for the soul.
The stalwart power contained in the spiritual power seems to be able to wash people's souls clean.
It cannot be said that it is bad, but Wang Feng does not want to be swayed.
He can only use the secret technique of soul cultivation such as the first word secret to resist the impact of this spiritual power and see if he can reach the limit of spiritual power.
This is a danger and an opportunity.
Wang Feng knew that if he grasped it, his strength would be improved.
Soon, Wang Feng accepted the second statue.
He sat there, resting.
With the strength of his current mental power, it is also difficult to resist the mental impact of this angel statue.
But fortunately, there is a former secret, otherwise, it may not be able to resist it.
After Wang Feng supported the second angel statue, the angel Wuhun lit up the second golden wing, corresponding to the huge black light on the other side.
The second blood-gold pattern also shined again.
Wang Feng took a deep breath and rested for a while.
There is also a vague guess about these seven statues in his heart.
But he still felt very confused about his angelic martial soul.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng walked to the third angel statue.
This time, it was slightly different.
The holy sword in the angel statue's hand lit up, and the statue seemed to be alive. He held the holy sword directly and slashed it towards Wang Feng!
Wang Feng was shocked.
I just felt that the holy sword seemed to contain the power to kill all evil in the world!
With a sword, Wang Feng's original solid figure has become a little blurry.
The mental power of the jelly that had just recovered into a semi-solid was instantly dissipated!
Wang Feng's soul shakes violently!
I know that this time is much better than the last two!
The soul seemed to be torn apart, Wang Feng's heart trembled tremendously, and the entire body was phantom, as if he would be directly destroyed by the spiritual power contained in this sword.
At the moment of crisis, Wang Feng was still calm and calm before the word secret of luck, and the word secret of the word.
As a healing holy method, Zhezi Mi not only restores the body, but also instantly restores the soul of the soul. Although Wang Feng hasn't achieved great success in his cultivation, he can only recover slowly.
But it is enough.
In this place, he himself was in a state of soul, and he couldn't even use a martial soul.
With this sword cut, Wang Feng's figure disappeared a lot.
After a long time, Wang Feng slowly recovered to completion. Even meteor tears are temporarily useless in this place.
Because of this angelic illusion, all attacks are aimed at the soul and spirit.
"It should be getting harder and harder behind. Every angel statue...not easy."
Wang Feng murmured.
After the third angel statue passed.
His angel martial soul and blood gold lines also changed.
Obviously, it is necessary to completely pass these seven statues before they can fully activate the blood gold pattern or the angelic spirit?
Wang Feng thinks so, but I don't know what it is.
After recovering from the rest, Wang Feng's complexion sank and walked to the fourth statue.
But strangely, the mental impact of the fourth statue seems to be very soft.
Don't rush or slow, like a golden ocean, covering yourself.
Wang Feng frowned slightly, knowing that it was definitely not easy.
It seems that it is not as strong as the previous three kinds of impact, but this kind of pressure exists all the time.
Every moment, they are impacting their own spiritual soul.
Until it reaches a zero point.
Wang Feng snorted, as if he had returned to the seabed of Seagod Island where the ring was still thousands of meters below the sea.
The spiritual power of this fourth angel statue is like this, soft, but slowly condensed.
It was an extreme test of Wang Feng's willpower and endurance.
I don't know how long it took before Wang Feng felt that the mental pressure that was like a vast ocean slowly receded.
The fourth blood gold pattern lights up.
Two kinds of secret techniques, working again and again, while recovering the trauma of the soul, while seeing if you can cultivate spiritual power...
Fortunately, Wang Feng was not disappointed.
After these four shocks, the mental energy that was broken and then shattered has changed from the jelly-like gelatinous semi-solid before it into a soft dough.
Spiritual power, one step forward again.
Wang Feng secretly said that it was dangerous. After four shocks, he finally made a breakthrough in his mental power.
He didn't know his spiritual power realm, at what level. But even Bibi Dong at the demigod level before, definitely surpassed him.
After some rest, Wang Feng walked to the fifth angel statue.
This angel statue is different from the previous one.
Majestic and solemn.
At the moment of facing, what Wang Feng felt was not a mental shock.
It was a coercion, a coercion from one's own beliefs ~EbookFREE.me~ At this moment, Wang Feng seemed to have doubts about his numerous beliefs.
Is it right to doubt that what you insist on is right, and doubt that if you go this way, there will be no results? Does doubt have the meaning of living in this world? Doubt that all this will be true? Is it just a dream?
I wonder if I really like big ones...
Ok? Wait, how could I doubt this?
It was this last consistent belief that made Wang Feng persevere.
Wang Feng couldn't help but smile.
The endless pressure of belief dissipated in an instant.
"My belief is always the same."
Wang Feng said in his heart.
The fifth angel statue stared at Wang Feng. Although there was no words, Wang Feng could feel the silence of the statue.
Then, Wang Feng walked to the sixth angel statue.