Thunder Martial

The holy place that Apollo wanted to see, but never saw, finally arrived. Purple walked all the way through the battle, and the already calm mood became excited at this time.

He walked forward with his stick shield and was alert to possible accidents.

Zijuan walked into the Golden Light Land without any danger.

But again, nothing has been discovered.

The space here, as if it were gold, is empty and empty.

If there's anything else, it's that the air here seems purer, purple to come here, and even if you see nothing, you're still in an unprecedented state of comfort.

Those golden lights fall on you, warm the ocean.

He walked forward and carefully looked around until he had searched all the places and nothing had been discovered.

This is what Apollo calls a holy place, a place where people are said to be dominated, nothing.

Purple's mood was a little depressing. It took him so long to get here, but he didn't get anything.

He felt tired and sat down and, as usual, began to absorb the air around him to restore himself.

Along with the golden power of the path into the body, the purple state of gradual recovery seems to be caught in some strange dream.

He hasn't dreamed for a long time.

Dreams that were clear have long been forgotten in the passage of time.

And in this dream, Purple got a technique called ghost phage, which is a black force, and once used, the black gas rolled over the entire human body, like a ghost, and looked like a separate horror.

At the same time, it is a method that can devour the power of others.

Purple is dreaming, always following Purple, the little beast called ‘Hope', emerges from Purple's arms, it looks up around, a pair of bright eyes, has the color of thinking.

A moment later, it jumped onto the purple shoulder and followed the purple motion to end several unknown imprints.

A powerful swallowing power, appearing from all sides, towards hope, absorbed by it.

Golden light enters the body, hoping to release pure black light.

Hope has fallen into place.

In his dreams, Purple's heart was terrified because he was afraid that he would become a ghost, because at this moment he, apart from still being a human being, looked nothing like a ghost.

Even by the power of swallowing, he is stronger than a ghost.

In his sight, the number of ghosts cannot reach more than a hundred, but they dare not move under their own pressure.

Like meeting a king!

But I'm a human being!

The power of devouring spreads from the body, like a ripple scattered, covering those ghosts.

The next moment, all ghost power begins to flow.

He devoured all the ghosts by himself.

Those ghost forces, coming from all sides, entered the purple body, and the purple felt unprecedented power.

But in his heart, he became more frightened and uneasy, because it was like a precursor to becoming a ghost, and he wanted to give up, but found that the work was going fast and not under his control at all.

He was afraid to become a ghost, but his body was eating power uncontrollably and was eating madly.

In the golden world, somehow influenced by hope, the golden forces surrounding the purple became more intense.

But after entering the purple body, these golden forces were transformed into black devouring forces.

This is true of Zijuan, and this is also true of hope.

There was no sunrise and sunset here, and time passed without knowing that the golden light represented everything.

In purple dreams, many ghosts have all fallen, and their power has been devoured by themselves and transformed into their own.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented strength.

He stretched out his hands and measured them nervously. After finding that his hands had not turned into ghost claws, he patted himself on the cheek again, so that he could relax.

In his sight, all the ghosts died, and then suddenly the bodies floated like countless little particles.

They float around, like thousands of tiny golden stars.

And then all these golden particles, they all flew toward the purple rays, and they didn't go into his body.

A more violent aura, coming from the purple body, as well as a tingling sensation all over his body, is the discomfort caused by too much force infusion.

Like a balloon that has reached its limit but is still pumping gas into it, there is always the possibility of explosion.

This is what it feels like right now, when those tiny golden particles enter the body, he feels that the body has reached a certain limit and seems likely to explode at any moment.

He was terrified, but helpless.

Together, they are out of control.

Just as Purple felt that he was dying here, the strength that was about to burst into his body disappeared in the moment.

A golden light emerges from his body, a presence like a golden seed, when all the black devouring power is devoured by the golden seed ~ seed.

Then, the Golden Light seed ~ seeds began to absorb the power growth.

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The old man sits on the edge of the abyss and looks quietly at the abyss ahead.

Purple and Qingyi have been going in for a long time, and the abyss remains unchanged, not knowing whether it succeeded or failed.

His expression seemed calm, but inside, he was still somewhat disappointed.

Because he had high hopes for Zixuan, he felt he was different and should be able to succeed.

The teenager came behind the old man and looked at the abyss in front of him, his eyes flashed cold, "He must have failed! ”

The old man was silent.

Junior Xiaosheng continued: “If I were to go with my sister, it might have been a long time ago. ”

“Are you ready?” The old man suddenly asked.

“Already ready ready! ”

The teenager couldn't wait, just remembering the woman, he became frustrated, "but the mountain hadn't broken through yet, and she seemed to be deliberately stalling. ”

The old man said, "Then wait a little longer. Don't touch her now, everything will wait for her to break through. ”

Juvenile hearts are angry, ready to say something.

Suddenly, the abyss ahead shook for a moment, then a brilliant golden light emerged from it.

The teenager saw the golden light, slightly stunned.

The old man stood up and his eyes lit up.

“It's the smell of ghost phagocyanism! They did it!”

The old man's beard began to tremble and his expression became extremely exciting.

But the golden light soon faded again, and the abyss in front returned to normal.

Everything is like a hallucination.

The elderly's excited expression solidifies.