Chapter 567, battlefield variation

The voice fell.
The golden light group instantly decomposed, turning into a dense light and rain, and the moist things were silent, wrapped in Ding Hao.
What Ding Hao still said, the golden light group has completely dissipated.
Before that, the intimate spiritual fluctuations completely disappeared. The golden light rain was soft and soft, and it infiltrated into his body, turning into a warm current and swimming in all kinds of limbs. This is not a mysterious force in the ordinary sense, but a A kind of divine essence, silently transforming Ding Hao's body, which also contains a kind of pure volatility.
There was a strong feeling in his heart, and Ding Hao quickly converges his mind, runs the word, and begins to absorb this power.
Especially the pure volatility of the gods, for Ding Hao, is a rare tonic, [Shengzi 诀] frantically running, constantly turning the energy of the gods into their own use, he can clearly feel that The ignorance of the gods that I have been tempering is slowly and steadily undergoing some qualitative change.
Time passed by.
Ding Hao is completely immersed in this cultivation.
His body is also undergoing some wonderful changes.
The muscles are as transparent as they are, and the bones are like white jade carvings.
A trace of golden luster walks upstream of it, especially the bones on the chest ribs, sparkling with a strange luster, and there is an old character on it, which is faintly looming and looming, it is Ding Hao's refinement. The bones of the yin and yang stone jade faintly exude a divine nature.
I don't know how long it took, this root white jade fairy is gradually invisible.
Ding Hao's muscles and flesh reappeared, the treasure is solemn, the gods are filled, and Xianxia is transpiration.
His face is like a high-pitched one. There is a kind of unconstrained and solemn, majestic and self-satisfied. Like the Holy Spirit, the heart's agitating sound is like a dragon and a tiger, and like a fairy bell, a transpiration, blood in the blood vessels is like the Yangtze River. The river is generally roaring, and the vitality is soaring to an incredible degree.
His muscles are all beating under the heart, and the earthquake swayed over and over again, and some impurities were repelled from the body over and over again.
Ding Hao has completely entered a strange state.
A If there is no power, it is filled in his body, as if it is an invisible heart, constantly shrinking and expanding.
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"What happened to Ding Big Brother?" Ji Yingyan was worried, standing on the platform of the golden tower.
In front of her, above the golden altar, the gold helmet is like the statue of the of the gods. Ding Hao floats in the air, and the golden glow of the group is constantly separated from the golden statue and poured into Ding Hao’s body. .
This state has been going on for more than a month.
More than forty days ago, Ding Hao touched the statue of the supreme statue of the Golden Helmet for the first time, and he entered this state and continued to the present.
At the beginning, Ji Yingjun judged that Ding Hao should be igniting the fire of this golden statue.
But after a long time, she was a bit unpredictable.
As time goes by, the deadline for the closure of [Baisheng Battlefield] is getting closer and closer. If you can't complete the process of igniting the fire before it is excluded from this space, once it is interrupted, you will suffer the consequences of extinction. Danger.
On several occasions, two unreliable guys, Ren Xiaoyao and Fat Cat, came to the top of the tower and tried to wake up Ding Hao, which was stopped by Ji Yingjun.
But now, Ji Yingzhen can't keep up.
She can clearly feel that this world has gradually begun to reject herself.
This feeling is like the gravity under the soles of the feet is about to disappear, and it is necessary to float.
Looking up, the space barriers in the sky are no longer stable, and there is a trace of a spider's general gap, which is a precursor to the repelling of the space to transmit cracks. When the real deadline comes, everyone – no matter what Which position of the Holy Battlefield will be excluded from these cracks.
"What if Ding Ding can't wake up at the time?"
Ji Yingxi is worried.
"If it doesn't work, then it can only... ruin this golden helmet statue!" She can only think of such a way. According to her judgment, as long as the tower of the fire is destroyed, there will be no counter-attack. Force will not cause damage to Ding Hao.
However, this is equivalent to destroying Ding Hao's chance.
She is in a dilemma.
These days, standing on the top of the giant tower, far away, in this huge pseudo-god city, occasionally there will be some roaring sounds, as well as some horrible energy fluctuations, obviously there are strong people in the stone man The battle, the results are unpredictable, but until now, no one has been able to break through the blockade of the stone man, to the golden giant tower with countless towers of fire.
The strength of those stone-clad people is really terrifying.
The power of repression between heaven and earth is great, and the demon and the strong people who enter here will never be able to hit the giant tower.
If Ding Hao had the bone bracelet in his hand, and inspired the transmission grid on the wordless stone tablet, Ding Hao and his party could not come here, even if Ding Hao showed the taboo power in the rust sword and the magic knife, it is impossible. Do it -
After all, every time you force the taboo, it will consume too much of his mysterious power, only for a moment.
"Hey, my pet hasn't woken up yet?" A white light flashed, and the fat cat appeared.
"Ding brother's breath is constantly increasing. The blood of these four Dingzhongs, and a small part of the blood that has not dried up, igniting the fire, has not been completed..." Ren Xiaoyao also fell on the top of the giant tower. Careful observation led to such a conclusion.
"Be prepared, if one day after Ding brother has not woken up, then crush the golden helmet gold statue, you can do it as a big brother?" Ji Yingyan frowned.
Ren Xiaoyao shook his head: "Not necessarily."
The voice has not fallen.
Bang!
Rumble!
A burst of loud noise suddenly broke out in the distance without warning.
The two men looked back and looked at the distance between the city of the pseudo-god. Suddenly, there was a big earthquake. The square high-rise buildings began to pour and collapse, the smoke and dust rose from the sky, and underground fires emerged. The magma began to follow. The streets, like rivers and rivers, flow between huge buildings...
"what's going on?"
"This piece of heaven and earth seems to be destroyed..."
"Hey, I smell a world of destruction!"
Both the cat and the cat were shocked by the scene they saw.
It was a solid rock that even the Emperor Wu could not break, but in the face of this power of destruction, like the sand in the hurricane, it collapsed into crumbs, and the tall and magnificent buildings are like It is like a sand sculpture that is hit by the waves, slowly falling down and crushing...
In the air, it began to fill the smoke, like a battlefield.
A stone man who is worthy of the battle of the martial arts of the martial arts is also falling in the face of this power of destruction.
"The world has to be crushed and collapsed. Not only this city, but the entire [Hundred Battlefield] will also fall apart!" Ji Yingxi seems to be feeling something.
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The boundless illusion.
Li Lan has been exhausted.
He wore a white robe, his hair was scattered, his feet were barefoot, and he walked slowly in a wilderness that could not see the light.
There are no terrible attacks and no fatal traps. This Westward Journey seems to be in danger.
But he just can't get out of this wilderness.
It is still the eleventh section of the Journey to the West. It has not been known how long it has passed.
This is clearly a wilderness that is not big, the dark light shrouds, the long yellow grass grows, the black waste water flows, the bones are dry, the hills are undulating, the barren and the barren, and all the power in Li Lan has been sealed. He is like a Ordinary people generally walk in the wilderness and don't know how to get out of this ridiculous world.
The only singularity is that, by my side, I have always followed a beautiful woman with hair, body and skin like snow.
This woman is like a ghost, floating in the void, light and nothing.
I reached out and my fingers passed through her body. It was just a phantom.
However, the face of this woman has always been vague, shrouded in a white shackle, without five senses.
This ghostly woman, from the first moment Li Lan entered the world, appeared on his side, without a word, although there is no eyes, but it seems to be staring at him, from beginning to end, always follow His side, inseparable, seems to be a shadow.
"Why is this the case? There must be any way to leave this illusion, this should not be a test of no solution!"
Li Lan is thinking hard.
His wisdom is not low. In the past, when he encountered many difficulties, he could solve it.
Unfortunately, this time, it is not a clue.
What does this ridiculous world represent?
What exactly does this white dress have a ghostly woman?
He can't catch the slightest clue.

Don't you have to go down this illusion all your life?

Li Lan brows and wrinkles.
In the vagueness, he always felt that there was a light in front, one could dispel all the light of darkness and darkness, and one could save his own light, but I don’t know why, no matter how he ran these days, how to pursue it, no matter what his The pace is fast or slow, and the light that exists as if it exists, and the distance between him, has never been close and has not been extended.
He can't capture the hope.
Finally, Li Lan stopped.
Look down, the last pair of shoes have gone bad, a pair of bare feet have been covered with cracks and scars, almost no shape, blood pus flowing, with painful pain.
Li Lan is a little tired.
He stood still in silence, seeing his face through the leeches at his feet, and sighed in his heart: "If you can't find it all, it's better to stop and appoint!"
If you die in this environment, is it also a peaceful destination?
He sat down slowly.
The eyelids are heavy and there is an urge to sleep and never wake up again.
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I saw some related posts in the book review area, and the knife made all the explanations here -
1. Regarding this paragraph of Ding Hao's life experience, some brothers say that they are like a perfect world. This can't be denied. I really saw the perfect world. I can't hypocritically say that all of this has nothing to do with the perfect world. Because of the specific details of life experience, Including the enemy of the protagonist, they are all affected by the perfect world, but the careful brothers should note that Ding Hao’s life experience has actually been mentioned in the early days of the question, so at that time, this period Basically, it has already been set up, and the ideas often have coincidences, not rigid ones.
2, in addition to life and hate this point, about the rust sword, I can only say that this is definitely a coincidence, because the sword and the related content began to serialize, are before perfection.
3. Dong Ge is a writer I admire.