Chapter 1873 Wang Chong’s Dilemma!

The King of Song sighed. He didn't know the current situation. If another large army came, the Tang Dynasty would probably be defeated.

But in the situation in front of him, even King Song was powerless. Almost subconsciously, King Song turned his head and looked at the young figure on the back of the white-hoofed crow in front of him.

Some time after the battle began, Wang Chong stood motionless on his horse, with no breath on his body. Although he didn't know the specific situation, King Song could also tell that Wang Chong was also fighting a difficult and dangerous battle.

"Everything we can do has been done. All the more than 600,000 troops have been sent to the battlefield. Wang Chong, I can only look at you now!"

King Song murmured to himself, looking at Wang Chong's back, a hint of deep worry that was not easy to detect passed between his brows.

The King of Song did not know Wang Chong's arrangements, but one thing was certain. Even though the battle was going on so far, although there were many dangers, and the Tang Dynasty was in danger of overturning several times, everything was within Wang Chong's expectation. middle.

At least, the large cavalry on the ** Jue Prairie had already been expected by Wang Chong. The reason why Albus's Tongluo cavalry had not moved yet was because

Just to cope with this situation.

The Battle of the Southwest, the Battle of Talos, and the Three Kings Rebellion. Wang Chong has used his wisdom and courage to turn the tide countless times and help the Tang Dynasty resolve crises time after time. At the moment, this unprecedented war of annihilation of the country may only be possible. Only then could Wang Chong lead Datang out of the current predicament.

Not to mention the worries in King Song's heart, in another dimension of time and space, in the spiritual world, the battle between Wang Chong and the high priest was full of dangers and had reached a fever pitch.

A battle between warriors will only destroy the body, but a battle between spiritual wizards will completely erase the soul and all traces of its existence in this world.

Rumble, purple-black thunder, intertwined like a net, turned into thunderballs, constantly passing over the undulating black ocean. Each thunder ball contains the power of pure destruction.

This is a dangerous spiritual world, and it is also a dangerous spiritual forbidden land!

This is the forbidden world created by the high priest!

Different from any spiritual world, this place is boundless and has no edge at all. But the majestic destructive power is filled in every direction.

"As expected of the Son of Destruction, he can actually persist in my 'Forbidden Art Sea' for so long!"

The high priest's loud voice echoed throughout the world, just above the undulating black ocean below. The high priest was dressed in black robes, holding a cane, and walking on the water. The whole world, the whole ocean rose and fell with his footsteps.

There is no doubt that he is the absolute master in this world.

"The Forbidden Technique Sea is a technique passed down from ancient times. It is a technique used by ancient civilizations to deal with powerful, unfettered, and out-of-control mental sorcerers. In a past era, this technique was extremely popular in the West. In this world, the inheritance of spiritual magicians is cut off, and the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, which is also closely related to the forbidden sea of ​​magic. After all, the Western world was once a paradise for spiritual magicians!"

The high priest stepped on the sea step by step and moved forward calmly. Anecdotes about lost ancient empires and civilizations kept coming out of his mouth, which was shocking.

The terrestrial world once had many civilizations, but those were all a long time ago. Now they have been annihilated, leaving only ruins for future generations to speculate on.

But according to the high priest, these lost civilizations seem to be no secret at all. No one knows how many things are hidden in him.

The high priest's voice rumbled like thunder, cold and emotionless, and continued to ring in this world:

"The Sea of ​​Forbidden Arts is not a sea, nor is it a simple mental illusion, but is composed of tens of thousands of mental spells. The more forbidden mental spells it contains, the broader the world will be and the greater its power. This This power far exceeds any spiritual realm or spiritual world. It is impossible for you to leave without completely destroying this place and destroying all the spells.

Therefore, Son of Destruction, you cannot escape! "

With the last words, the high priest's eyes were like lightning, and he instantly looked across the dim sky to the young figure suspended in the void like a scorching sun in the distance.

Wang Chong!

In the battle between the two, the high priest destroyed Wang Chong's "Fire Sun World" with just one finger. Not only that, he also used incredible means to force Wang Chong's spiritual consciousness out of his body and condense it into shape. , pulled into this "forbidden sea of ​​magic".

In this dangerous world, every inch of space contains impactful spiritual energy. Wisps and wisps are constantly squeezing from all directions like life. That corrosive power is being consumed every moment. With Wang Chong's power.

Wang Chong could only rely on his own mental power to transform and condense into a sun shield to cover himself to resist the ubiquitous threat of this "forbidden sea of ​​magic".

"You don't need to brag anymore. There is no spiritual world that cannot be escaped, and there is no realm that cannot be destroyed. This world is made up of spiritual power, so it is destined to be illusory. Since it is illusory, there is nothing to be afraid of. In the final analysis, You are just a human being, not a god!"

Wang Chong gathered the power of the blazing sun to firmly protect himself and resist the surrounding space energy.

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant. Even if he faced this unfathomable world, even if he faced Mercier's master, a mysterious existence that even the Caliph was in awe of throughout the Great Food Empire, Wang Chong was fearless.

Everything in the world never changes without departing from its origin. As long as you understand its origin, no matter how many tricks it changes, so what?

The high priest's ability may be useful against other powerful mental warlocks, but Wang Chong is not one of them.

"Yeah?"

After hearing Wang Chong's words, the high priest was not angry, but just smiled lightly. The next moment, suddenly, without the slightest warning, a purple-black thunder, as thick as a water tank, as solid as substance, suddenly fell from the depths of the clouds above the forbidden sea of ​​magic.

Boom, with just one blow, the hazy, glowing "sun cover" in Wang Chong's body immediately shook like a candle, and at the same time, the light quickly dimmed.

Wang Chong's heart tightened, and he immediately kept silent and responded with all his strength. Wisps of spiritual power continued to condense and replenish the blazing sun, and finally became bright again.

"You once said when you were fighting with Maciel that everything in the spiritual world is false and unreal. Because it is unreal, it cannot hurt you..."

The high priest's voice rang out in the world again. He activated his staff and moved forward slowly:

"What you said is not wrong, but it is not right either. This is the most superficial understanding. Let me ask you, if everything in the spiritual world is false, why do you resist? Since they are all false, what are the spiritual warlocks? What’s the point of existence? Are they all masters of illusion?"

"According to this line of thinking, the spirit is also empty, the consciousness is also empty, and the soul is also empty?"

There was a hint of laughter in the high priest's voice.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, another purple-black thunder fell from the sky and struck Wang Chong, directly destroying Wang Chong's "Fire Sun Shield". Wang Chong said nothing and gritted his teeth, but the words of the high priest echoed deep in his heart.

Spiritual power is empty, otherwise this sky, this thunder, this ocean... If they were all real, the high priest would be a god, and the spiritual magician would be invincible. only……

Is spiritual power really false?

What is soul and consciousness?

Countless thoughts flashed through Wang Chong's mind, but soon he had no time to think about them. With a rumble, the whole world suddenly went dark. In an instant, there was lightning and thunder. In the blink of an eye, countless purple-black divine thunders, dense as rain, suddenly appeared above the black ocean.

One, two..., a thousand, two thousand..., as far as the eye can see, far and near, dotted everywhere, there are such divine thunders everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the sea water crashed, and a huge dark golden statue, holding a long sword, with a majestic and solemn expression, rising from the bottom of the water, surrounded by endless purple and black thunder and lightning, followed closely by dozens of people nearby. In the place, with a crash, another huge dark golden statue with a terrifying aura rose from the ground, followed by the third, fourth...

In the blink of an eye, at least thousands of huge dark golden statues rose from the bottom of the sea, emerged on the surface, and surrounded Wang Chong.

These huge statues of gods echoed with the countless purple divine thunders in the sky, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

In an instant, Wang Chong's expression suddenly changed.

But no matter what he wanted to do, it was already too late.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the divine thunder emerged, a bolt of thunder suddenly appeared and struck the "Fire Sun Shield" outside Wang Chong's body. As if it was some kind of signal, the color of the sky and the earth changed in the next moment. Thousands of thunder and lightning were as thick as a water tank and solid as substance, attacking one after another.

At the same time, on the black ocean, the golden statues raised their arms and pointed in the direction of Wang Chong. With a click, the light flashed, and countless thunder and lightning burst out in an instant, striking at Wang Chong from all directions. go.

"Whether it is true or false, real or illusory, come and experience it for yourself! See if this endless sea of ​​taboo magic is really just an illusion constructed by mental power? - If you can bear it!"

The high priest's voice was erratic, coming from all directions, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the high priest's voice fell, there was a flash of light in mid-air, and endless divine thunder struck down. Wang Chong and the blazing sun shield outside his body were instantly shattered to pieces.

"Buzz!"

In just a blink of an eye, Wang Chong's figure appeared in the void again. However, in less than a second, it was torn and shattered again under the bombardment of divine thunder.

Once, twice, three times... Facing the high priest's terrifying mental attack, Wang Chong could only hold on to the faith in his heart.

"All illusions! Everything is false!"

Wang Chong stuck to his heart and continued to fight against the terrifying oppression of the sky full of divine thunder and the entire sea of ​​forbidden arts.

Wang Chong once relied on this belief to break through Messier's spiritual world and withstood the blow of his abyssal doomsday, but this time there was something different. The divine thunder around him was no longer just an illusion. Every time the divine thunder struck, Wang Chong could feel a tremor in his spirit and pain in his soul, as if thunder really struck him.

"How is it possible? How did he do it?"

Wang Chong's heart was filled with excitement, and in an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

This high priest of Dashi is definitely the most terrifying and deadly spiritual warlock he has ever encountered. To him, various spiritual creations are no longer just illusions, but have some "real" power.

If it weren't for Wang Chong's extremely powerful mental power, five times that of a strong person in the Subtle Realm of the same level, Wang Chong would have been wiped out in just the first wave of attacks. But despite this, the endless divine thunder attacks are still consuming Wang Chong's mental power. Every time he is destroyed by the divine thunder, Wang Chong's mental power is weakened by one point.

The divine thunder was endless, and Wang Chong's mental power continued to weaken at an alarming rate.