Chapter 1294: .

The power of the sentient beings, also known as the power of faith, is incomparably powerful and incomparably powerful and unimaginable. Generally speaking, no one can control the mind, but anyone who can control the mind will be extremely powerful. The offensive formed by the power of mind is not a common means to compete.
"Is this just over?"
Many people have seen this scene, they are all ugly. It is obvious that they can't think of such a scene. I can't think of Ye Zhong's efforts to destroy the road of Wan Yao Mountain by himself. It will be blocked in this way.
Even if Ye Zhong himself is a little hard to imagine, he will actually be blocked by a sigh of relief. Because the power of the enchanting of Wan Yaoshan is really huge and embarrassing, beyond his expectations. Fiction
A mortal is very weak, like an ant, but when thousands of people, even a group of people, come together, then it is extremely horrible. The power of their minds and the power of their faith are enough to destroy a saint.
What's more, Ye Zhong is not a saint.
At this moment, the blood and bones under Ye Zhongqi are burning, and they are all boiling. He is like a origin of the mind, and is constantly crushed and smashed. At this moment, he resisted the pain of the broken bones and went all out to fight against this kind of heavenly sacredness.
He only wants to retire, and then find a way to kill again. It’s a pity that if you get to this step, it’s not that easy to retreat.
Like when he was robbed, he became the center of heaven and earth, and at this moment he became the center of this ocean of mind. The faith of all beings is turned into a fire burning his flesh, turning into everything that he is ravaging.
At this moment, Ye Zhong has to fight against even if he does not fight.
Fortunately, his flesh is not dead, and he has cultivated the only shrine. At this moment, the only shrine that has emerged from the back of his mind has become a place where the gods are shrouded in his body.
Everything around me, at the moment of the appearance of the only shrine, is as stable as it is, and no longer has too strong aggression, so that he has a chance to fight against this eagerness.
Finally, Ye Zhong resumed the vitality of the front line. He quickly smashed the tower to cover everything around him and experience the baptism of the people.
After a long time passed, the outsiders were stupid. I thought that under the sea of ​​the sentient beings, Ye Zhong was so powerful that it would be refining. But I can't think of it. At this moment, his body appears to be the only shrine and the tower of the tower dedicated to him. At this moment, although the surrounding power is still like Wang Yang, but he is as immortal as the body, making people fear to the extreme.
It is important to know that since the ancient times, the state of reminiscent of the sea of ​​resentment has occurred. Generally speaking, anyone is directly refining. Even the saints can't stop it. Now the whole Wanwan Mountain's mind is motivated, but it still can't wipe out Ye Zhong's body. How terrible this scene is.
In the sea of ​​mind, at this moment, Ye Zhong has a feeling of enlightenment. He blessed himself with the emperor of Poseidon, but kept himself immortal and immortal, but his body was constantly confronting everything around him, and his gods also took the initiative to step out and accept the baptism of the mind.
This kind of baptism and the baptism of the catastrophe are not needed, but they are even more mysterious. Since ancient times, there have been few people who can baptize the flesh and the gods with the minds of all beings. Such an encounter can be said to be a huge disaster, but it can also be said to be a huge opportunity.
The passage of time is a little bit, the eyebrows of Ye Zhong, the gods are constantly shining, and his body has begun to change, although there is no way to be sanctified directly at this moment. But it also got huge benefits.
In the end, Ye Zhongchang grew up, because at this step, it is like the sea, the sea of ​​the mind can not help him, and there is no meaning in continuing to quench.
He took back his and the tower, and then slowly stood up, looking down, looking indifferent.
The strongmen of all the Yaozu in the West are stunned, and all their enthusiasm has gathered together and turned into a terrible offensive, but there is still no way to completely wipe out Ye Zhong. What should I do? How come this scene?
"boom"
The saint of the West Devils Wanshan came to the cracks of the eyebrows at this moment. She originally specialized in the power of reading, but at this moment, she was lost and the gods were cracked.
At this moment, the generation of sacred women, actually scared by Ye Zhong became a waste!
"It's really powerful. It seems that the Lord can't do it by himself!" Finally, the West Wild Lord, he muttered to himself, his face appeared strange colors, and in his eyes, there are sun, moon and stars at the moment. In the ups and downs, it is very strange. "One thousand years, the Lord has not had anyone to do it for a thousand years. I can’t think of a broken ring for a junior today!"
Ye Zhong slowly took a breath, and the sea of ​​thought around him collapsed at this moment. He walked out step by step, and after nine steps, he was already facing the West. He calmly stared at the other side, and there was no sadness and no joy in his eyes, but his heart was very clear that the West Wild Demon Lord was definitely not a good enemy.
On the only ancient temple in the depths of Wan Yao Mountain, it is full of the brand of years. The traces of the ancient demon sacred by the air of the leaf at this moment, slowly spread out, revealing a horrible color.
Behind the West Wild Lord, there is a group of old demons. Although they have died more than a dozen ago, they have not yet died. At this moment, these old demons are also gazing at the leaves, and the look is condensed to the extreme.
"This person is really not good to deal with, whether to use the ancient platform, or even if we smashed him, the demon sacred land of Wan Yaoshan is likely to be destroyed." A very high status The old demon voluntarily opened his mouth, as if he was asking the West Demon Lord, but in fact it was fighting the leaf.
But what he said is also the fact that Ye Zhong’s current combat power is absolutely impossible to see as an ordinary male. It is almost the same to regard him as a semi-sacred strongman. It is not difficult to destroy the small world of the demon sage. After all, in this world, destruction is always much easier than construction.
"It really should be like this!"
The West Demon Lord slowly nodded, and then he saw his eyes open and close, and a demon light flew out. In an instant, the entire ancient land of the West Demon Mountain was directly moved out in all directions, at the same time, the ground. Above the bang, an ancient huge battlefield emerged.
Everyone is shaking, although they know that the Western Wild Lord is the lord of the West Wild Demon, it is quite terrible, but there is still a sense of horror when he sees his thorough means.
The leaves smashed their mouths, and they were too lazy to say anything. Instead, they took a step and fell directly onto the battle platform. He looked at the West Wild Lord indifferently. This is a silent provocation. Obviously, it has already reached this point, and what means does the other party have? For Ye Zhong, there is no such thing.
This ancient battle platform does not know what time it has been left, and it is full of sacred marks. The place is open enough to be a good place for life and death. Even if the saints are working in this place, there must be nothing wrong with it.
At this moment, under the gaze of Ye Zhong’s indifference, he took a step and his body quickly fell onto the battle platform. On his body, there were five colors of enchanting light. At this moment, he was like the same ancient demon god. Even if it is breathing, it will make the whole world tremble slightly.
Although he is old, he does not know how many years have passed, but his skin is as jade-like, his hair is black and thick, and he is very majestic. The battle suit on his body is also hunting in the wind at this moment. As he step by step, the horrible atmosphere spreads out, and he can't help but want to worship him.
"With one person's strength, against the great will of Wanwan Mountain since ancient times, you are looking for a dead end!" The West Wild Demon Lord slowly opened his mouth, and he shot at this moment, and the war broke out instantly.
"boom"
He pressed out one of his palms. It was a big five-color hand. He combined the power of his mind and his own power. At this moment, he struck out and covered the sky. He almost covered the entire sky and suppressed the whole piece of land.
All the strong people around, no power is a burst of glory. The power of the West Wild Demon Lord, everyone knows, can be said to be the first demon under the demon, but he is so powerful to such a point? Such a blow, who can contend under the saint? I am afraid that it is easy to kill a family and a force?
It’s a pity that he faced Ye Zhong. In the face of such killings, Ye Zhong’s look was indifferent. He shot it in one hand, and the emperor’s inscriptions lingered among them, turning into a golden palm and patted the sky above the sky. To turn the whole sky over, you have to subvert the whole battle with your own strength.
"boom"
The two huge palms were photographed together. In an instant, a huge roar of sound like a robbery came out, making everyone scalp numb and the eardrum tingling unbearable. Those who are not as strong as they are, are directly bleed, and the corpses are on the ground.
Those who are not dead are feeling creepy, and their faces are unbelievable. The West Wild Demon Lord sacrificed this huge battle platform, the purpose is to isolate the breath, not to destroy the Wan Yao Mountain. But I don’t think that their blows have caused such terrible consequences, which is enough to show the strength of the two.
And many people are even more blinking. From the attack of Ye Zhong, it can be seen that he is even stronger than before, and his mind washes the marrow, which obviously gives him unimaginable benefits.