Chapter 1293 Mind Power Washes the Marrow

The mind power of sentient beings, also known as the power of faith, is incomparably mysterious and powerful, making it unimaginable. Generally speaking, no one can control the power of thought, but anyone who can control the power of thought will be extremely powerful. And the offensive formed by the power of thought is not something that ordinary means can counter.

"Is this the end?"

Many people looked ugly when they saw this scene. They obviously didn't expect such a scene. They didn't expect that Ye Zhong's way of destroying Wanyao Mountain by himself would be blocked by such a way.

Even Ye Zhong himself was a little hard to imagine that he would be blocked by a ray of thought power. Because the thought power condensed from Wan Yao Mountain is really huge and surging, beyond his expectation.

A mortal is very weak, like an ant, but when thousands of people, or even a group of people gather together, it will be extremely terrifying. If their power of thought and their power of faith come together, it is enough to destroy a saint.

What's more, Ye Zhong is not yet a saint.

At this moment, the blood and bones all over Ye Zhong's body were burning and boiling, and he was constantly crushed and ravaged as if he had turned into the origin of thought power. At this moment, he endured the pain of being crushed to pieces, and went all out to fight against this holy power of heaven.

He just wanted to retreat, and then find a way to kill again. It's a pity that at this point, even if you want to retreat, it will not be so easy.

Just like he became the center of heaven and earth when he was crossing the catastrophe, he has also become the center of this sea of ​​thought power at this moment. The beliefs of all living beings turned into fire to burn his body, and turned into a catastrophe to wash everything about him.

At this moment, Ye Zhong had to fight, if not fight.

Fortunately, his physical body is an immortal golden body, and he has cultivated the only shrine. At this moment, the only shrine spontaneously appeared behind his head, and became a divine ring covering his body surface.

Everything around him seemed to have settled down the moment the One and Only Shrine appeared, and it was no longer too aggressive, which gave him a slight possibility to fight against the vast ocean of thought power.

Finally, Ye Zhong regained a glimmer of vitality. He quickly sacrificed the Haotian Tower to block everything around him, and experienced the baptism of sentient beings with him.

A long time passed, and people outside were dumbfounded. They originally thought that under the sea of ​​thought power of all living beings, no matter how powerful Ye Zhong was, he would inevitably be refined. But unexpectedly, at this moment, the only shrine appeared on his body, and he was ups and downs together with the Haotian Tower that belonged to him. At this moment, although the mind power around him is still like a vast ocean, but he is as if his body is immortal, which makes people terrified to the extreme.

You must know that since ancient times, when such a state of mind power ocean refining has occurred, generally speaking, anyone has been directly refined. Even a saint can't stop it. Now the thought power of the entire Wanyao Mountain has been aroused, but Ye Zhong's body still cannot be wiped out. How terrifying is this scene.

But in the ocean of thought power, Ye Zhong felt a sense of enlightenment at this moment. He blesses himself with the sea god's imperial art, just to keep himself immortal and immortal, but his physical body is constantly fighting against everything around him, and his god spirit also stepped out of his own initiative to accept the baptism of thought power.

This kind of baptism is not the same as the baptism of the catastrophe, but it is more mysterious. Since ancient times, there are really few people who can baptize the flesh and gods with the power of sentient beings. Such an encounter can be said to be a huge catastrophe, but it can also be said to be a huge opportunity.

Time passed little by little, the place between Ye Zhong's brows, the gods kept shining light, and his physical body began to change, although there was no way to directly sanctify the physical body at this moment. But it also has huge benefits.

In the end, Ye Zhong stood up, because at this point, the ocean of thought power like the sea could no longer help him, and there was no point in continuing to refine it.

He took back his gods and the Haotian Tower, then slowly stood up, looking down, his expression indifferent.

All the powerhouses of the monster clan in Xihuang were stunned. All their thoughts gathered together and turned into an extremely terrifying offensive, but there was still no way to completely wipe out Ye Zhong? What else to do? How could such a scene happen?

"boom--"

At this moment, the saintess of the Western Wilderness Wanyao Mountain heard a cracking sound from the center of her eyebrows. She originally specialized in mind power, but at this moment, she lost her Dao heart and cracked her spirit.

At this moment, the dignified generation of saints was frightened into a useless person by Ye Zhong!

"It's really powerful. It seems that the master can't do it without doing it himself!" Finally, the demon master of the West Wilderness muttered to himself, a strange color appeared on his face, and in his eyes, there were sun, moon and stars at this moment. In the ups and downs, it is very strange, "One thousand years, this master has not been done by anyone for a thousand years, I can't imagine that today I will break the precept for a junior!"

Ye Zhong took a slow breath, and the sea of ​​thought power around him collapsed at this moment. He walked out step by step, and after walking nine steps, he was already facing the Demon Lord of the Western Wilderness. He stared at the other party calmly, without sadness or joy in his eyes, but he knew very well in his heart that the Demon Lord of the Western Wilderness was definitely not an easy enemy to deal with.

On the only ancient temple in the depths of Wanyao Mountain, it is covered with the imprints of the years. At this moment, the traces of the ancient demon saints are aroused by Ye Zhong's aura, and slowly spread out, revealing a terrifying color.

Behind the West Wilderness Demon Lord, there is a group of old Demon Emperors. Although more than a dozen died before, they have not died yet. At this moment, these old demon emperors were all staring at Ye Zhong, their expressions extremely dignified.

"This person is really difficult to deal with. Do you want to use the ancient battle platform? Otherwise, even if we kill him, the holy land of the demon clan, Wanyao Mountain, will probably be destroyed." A high-status The old demon emperor spoke slowly, as if he was asking the Western Wilderness Demon Lord for advice, but in fact he was attacking Ye Zhong.

But what he said is also true. Ye Zhong's current combat power is absolutely impossible to be regarded as an ordinary hero, but it is almost the same to be regarded as a semi-holy powerhouse. And it's not too difficult for the semi-saint's combat power to destroy a small world arranged by the demon saint. After all, in this world, destruction is always much easier than construction.

"It really should be!"

The Demon Lord of the West Wilderness nodded slowly, and then saw a ray of demon light flying out between the opening and closing of his eyes. In an instant, the entire ancient land of the Western Wilderness Ten Thousand Demon Mountain moved horizontally in all directions. At the same time, the ground There was a rumbling above, and an ancient huge battle platform emerged.

Everyone was trembling. Although they knew that the Western Wilderness Demon Lord, as the leader of the Western Wilderness Monster Clan, must be very terrifying, they still felt a sense of horror when they saw his penetrating means.

Ye Zhong pouted, not bothering to say anything at all, but took a step forward and landed directly on the battle platform. He looked at the Demon Lord of the West Wilderness indifferently, which was a silent provocation. Obviously, the battle has reached this point, what kind of means the opponent has, to Ye Zhong, it doesn't matter.

I don't know when this ancient battle platform was left. It is full of stigmata, and the place is open enough. It is a good place for life and death. Even if a sage did something here, there must be nothing wrong with it.

At this moment, under Ye Zhong's indifferent gaze, the demon master of the West Wilderness took a step forward and quickly landed on the battle platform. His body was surrounded by five-colored demon lights. At this moment, he was like an ancient demon god , Even just taking a breath will make the whole world tremble slightly.

Although he was old and he didn't know how many years he had lived, his skin was crystal clear like jade, his hair was black and thick, and he was very majestic. And the battle suit on his body was also fluttering in the wind at this moment. As he stepped forward like this, there was a terrifying aura spreading out, making people unable to help but want to pay homage to him.

"You are fighting against the great will of my Wan Yao Mountain since ancient times with your own strength. You are seeking your own death!" The demon master of the West Wilderness spoke slowly, and he shot at this moment at the same time, and the battle broke out in an instant.

"boom--"

He pushed out with one palm. It was a big hand of five colors, which combined the power of thought and his own power. At this moment, he struck out, covering the sky and covering the earth, almost covering the entire sky, and suppressing the entire land.

All the powerhouses and powerless forces around were shocked for a while. Everyone knows how powerful the Demon Lord of the West Wilderness is. It can be said that he is the number one demon under the Demon Saint, but he is so powerful? With such a blow, who can resist under the saint? I'm afraid it's easy to kill a family and a power, right?

It's a pity that he was facing Ye Zhong. Facing such an ultimate move, Ye Chong's expression was indifferent. He slapped it with one hand, and the human emperor's seal rune was wrapped around it, turning into a golden palm and slapped towards the sky. , to overthrow the entire sky, to subvert the entire universe with one's own power.

"boom--"

The two huge palms clapped together like this, and in an instant, a huge roar sounded like a catastrophe coming, making everyone's scalp numb and their eardrums tingling unbearably. Those who were not as strong as they were were directly bleeding from their seven orifices, and their corpses lay on the ground.

Those who didn't die felt creepy, and disbelief appeared on their faces. The purpose of the Xihuang Demon Lord to sacrifice this huge battle platform is to isolate the breath and not destroy the Wanyao Mountain. But they didn't expect that one blow from them would have such a terrifying consequence, which is enough to show how powerful the two are.

Moreover, many people's eyes flickered. From Ye Zhong's blow just now, it can be seen that he is stronger than before, and the power of thought has obviously given him unimaginable benefits.