Squeak

In the darkness, there was a cry, two tiny red lights flickering. Slowly, the red light is more and more destructive, with the red light as the center and spreading around. Slowly lit up the whole scene, a room with no home.

A man sat cross legged in the center of the room, vaguely obscuring his appearance. The red diaphragm moves to the man, and his two little claws keep beating.

The owner of this red aperture is a little mouse, and the man is Lin fan who has just entered the treasure space of ghost emperor. All of a sudden, the whole room trembled, and the little mouse looked at the entrance in panic.

Out of instinct, it clearly felt the terrifying power rippling from the outside, which also made it more anxious to slap Lin Fan on the shoulder. But all this is futile, is immersed in the understanding of Lin Fan two ears do not hear things outside the window.

Yes, Lin fan is immersed in the ocean of joy.

"I didn't expect it to be like this in the end."

In the divine consciousness, Lin Fan looks at everything he has as if he were the creator. Everything in front of him made him feel surprised. The most powerful treasure of ghost emperor was not Dao Pu, but his idea.

The ideas possessed by the ghost emperor before his death include all the cultivation and understanding, as well as the spiritual power accumulated for a lifetime. These martial arts dream of treasure, but now it fell on his head.

Here comes the knife.

With Lin Fan's mind moving, a knife shadow flew over and fell into his hand. As if it had become a part of the body, Lin Fan could control it at will, reaching the realm of "where to hit".

Go to the knife.

There was a sound of shock, and then the air seemed to be torn, leaving a small white trace. Penetrating knowledge and experience are imprinted in the bone marrow.

"Although my strength is still in the middle stage of Huajin, I can even play at the peak of the later stage with the help of Dao spectrum and Huajin."

After evaluating the general situation of his own strength, Lin Fan withdrew his mind, and his eyes fell on the vast ocean in front of him. Divine consciousness itself is an ethereal thing, which can't be seen or touched by ordinary people and ordinary martial arts people.

But when all this fell into Lin Fan's eyes, it turned into a real object, and the vast sea was in the rough sea. Again and again, constantly impact the shore, vaguely you can see the filling energy inside.

"Then it's your turn, the sea of divine consciousness."

God with the heart, the soul fell into the sea, like a drop of water, not a ripple, the last second of the rough waves, but slowly calm down.

As time goes by, it is not difficult to find that the sea is gradually decreasing and then decreasing if you observe it carefully. It's as if someone was sucking it out of thin air, and slowly began to weaken, which corresponds to another kind of ascension.

Squeak

The little mouse, who was beating in a hurry, was suddenly bounced away and flew heavily to the wall and fell to the ground. Two small red eyes looked at Lin fan, slowly shaking the whole body.

Kneeling on the ground has never felt so panic, that kind of hierarchical repression makes it feel unprecedented fear. The sound of swallowing is constant. If you listen carefully, you can hear some fragmentary words.

I'm blind. No, I'm blind. I'm blind. I test him. My God, he's obviously the successor chosen by the ghost Empero