My Archangel

The light golden flames surrounding Qiao Wen are constantly beating and "growth".

It's as if they received a certain violent stimulus after seeing the monster. At this moment, these sounds that are constantly coming out of the sacred fire... are getting further sharp, becoming hysterical, like a horse is about to fall off. Wild horse with halter.

At the same time, in a place where Qiao Wen could not see, on the back of his clothes, accompanied by the growth of the flame of the sacred flame...a series of twisted and ferocious faces, which seemed to be paranoid to the extreme, crowded in the flames of the sacred flame. Together, gradually emerged.

Then, the low growl that sounded more mad and more heart-piercing also reached Qiao Wen's eyes.

Countless human faces with distorted and hollow expressions are huddled together, and the same words are repeated in their respective mouths, separated from the flame of the holy fire bit by bit, floating in front of Qiao Wen, constantly telling him something, and constantly talking to him. He urged something.

This kind of sudden, extremely weird scenery is a bit creepy.

Just like these human faces, these existences that look like a combination of madness and obsession... are the essence of the sacred fire and the true face of the sacred fire.

'...'

However, after hearing what these faces said clearly, Qiao Wen, who had clearly realized what, reacted more concisely.

He raised his hand, turned his back to his back, grabbed a few human faces emerging from the flames of the holy fire, then tore them out of the crowded faces, and raised them in front of him.

There is no language exchange.

At this moment, just after close eye contact with Qiao Wen, who had a dull reaction and unwavering Gu Jing, this face, which was originally distorted and hideous, seemed paranoid to the extreme...Suddenly, the whole was quiet.

Chapter 26: Shattered

The sky is bright and sunny, and the wind is sunny.

On the top of a certain mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, an old man in white is sitting cross-legged.

A long sword was placed quietly beside him, it was what his master left him.

The old man's name is Zhou Shan, who is a spiritual practitioner who pursues longevity.

His appearance looks no different from an ordinary old man, but in fact, he is over three thousand years old.

And in the world he lives in, if he has no talent for practicing... Then let alone three thousand years old, only fifty years old, for an ordinary person, he is already an advanced age who has walked most of his life.

But the old man Zhou Shan is different.

A long time ago, he had entered the stage of practice for more than several decades, and he was terribly talented, and he was advancing on the road of practice.

Now, he has already reached the realm of God Transformation early with his talent.

According to the rumors circulating in this world, this is the realm closest to the "God", only a step away.

And with the talent that the old man Zhou Shanzhe once showed, if nothing else... In time, he will definitely be able to break through the stage of transforming the gods and reach the "God of Heaven" that only existed in the legend and enough to make him reborn.

Even the world he lives in has repeatedly protected him invisibly, freeing him from many dangers encountered during his practice.

The old man Zhou Shan once thought that this was his destiny.

He is the destiny of this world.

Once he can make further breakthroughs in his practice, then... he will become the only real god in this world.

However, in the end, until now, until now when his life span is almost... he still failed to do it.

Since more than two thousand years ago, his practice speed has slowed down.

It can even be said to be stagnant, faintly still showing signs of regression.

At that time, he was in his youth with rapid progress.

There are only two reasons.

One is the disappearance of spiritual resources.

As an orphan who had been alone since he was a child, he was adopted as an apprentice by an elder in the sect.

At that time... he also heard that his master had never accepted disciples before, and he was the first to adopt him until after he intervened in the god transformation stage.

Then, in the early and middle stages of cultivation, it was okay. After joining the sect, with his talent and temperament, he easily established a foothold in the sect and gradually received the respect of the master. Sing forward.

But... this time did not last long.

Because after the young Zhou Shan made a breakthrough thousands of years ago and reached the stage of "transforming gods", the resources he could find that were beneficial to his practice... suddenly disappeared completely.

The cultivation resources that can help the practitioners who have reached the "incarnation" stage... as if they were completely monopolized by a pair of invisible hands, they could not be found at all.

Even if the young Zhou Shan knows very well that the higher the level of cultivation resources, the more exaggerated their rarity will be, but he has been searching for nearly ten years, but he still hasn’t found any information... Maybe Something is abnormal.

The young Zhou Shan is not that kind of lofty personality. For him, most of the resources of practice play an auxiliary role.

If he can't find it, although the efficiency will be much lower, he can also choose to practice the most primitive method by absorbing the aura that is free in the world.

But... Ever since he entered the "God Transformation" stage, he suddenly discovered that the aura in this world... could not satisfy him at all.

For the spiritual energy of a decent concentration under the transformation of the gods, to him who has been involved in the transformation, it tastes like chewing wax.

Even if he has been absorbing it day and night, it is still difficult to make progress. He can't even maintain the cultivation base of the god transformation realm, and can only continue to jump repeatedly in the god transformation and the next level.

At this time, the young Zhou Shan became confused about his future path.

He began to wonder whether anyone had ever reached the realm of "Heaven God" that had existed so far only in theory.

Under this kind of compelling situation, Zhou Shan, the young man who broke through to "transform god", returned to the sect that hadn't been back for a long time, found his master who could remain in the state of "transform god" for many years, and sent out his own ask.

He asked, where are the resources for the spiritual transformation stage...

"Follow me."

Then, at that time, his master seemed to have expected Zhou Shan to come to him.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have added a lot more invisibly. The old man stood up in the cave very simply and led him to a forbidden place where Zhou Shan had never set foot before.

However, even though the Master's behavior was very natural at that time, Zhou Shan, who had followed the old man for a long time, still noticed something strange.

He noticed an emotion called silence and helplessness from the face of the master who looked calm and calm when Zeng Jin had been facing anything in his impression.

Along the way, on the way to the forbidden area, the two passed by the inner center of the Yili Zongmen, a statue of god who was worshipped and prayed by all the Zongmen every day.

The idol already existed when the young Zhou Shan entered the sect.

It is said that it was a series of genuine gods.

"Master, the so-called gods... are they real?"

Unlike when he first saw it, Zhou Shan, a young man who thought he was only one step away from the realm of "Tian Shen", looked at the statue and couldn't help asking.