Chapter 335 Alaya-Vijnana, the Ultimate Form of Ghost Face

Mountains.

The memory-eating mother catfish, whose edge could not be seen by the naked eye, was actually pulled.

The catfish continued to struggle in the ocean, and countless memory gravels poured out more crazily, but the fish bucket was like a bottomless pit, holding all the silt.

"Leave it to me."

Ying Shuang raised her slender hands, and the hazy white mist wrapped around her, absorbing more silt.

The colorful foam became more vivid, the glass was blooming with light, and the thousands of dream prisons became more and more real, turning into colorful ribbons floating in the air.

"Come!!"

"He is no longer able to do it, try harder!!"

Yang Feng roared, and his whole body turned into a larger incarnation of the dark prison.

[River of Death]

The river of death, accompanied by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, also made the darkest and purest black power, wrapping around Yang Feng's body.

The power of the immortal body burst out with all its potential, and the whole world shook, and all the wronged souls and evil ghosts contributed their own power.

[Black Prison Prisoners]

The powers of those Black Prison prisoners were also sacrificed and became part of the River of Death. The various supernatural powers applied to the Dark Prison incarnations produced effects that were by no means as simple as 1+1.

Heaven and Earth Dharma.

Yang Feng's body became huge, like a huge demon king standing tall in the Dark Prison world, and the chains in his hands became heavier.

"Hah!!"

He shouted again.

Yang Feng's majestic and magnificent demon shadow pulled a section of the body of the Memory Devouring Catfish out of the Sea of ​​Life.

It's out! !

The Memory Devouring Catfish was really pulled out.

When a section of the body was pulled out of the Sea of ​​Life, countless silk threads that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye wrapped around the body of the Memory Devouring Catfish.

Seven Bitter Torture Instruments---Bitter Silk.

The Bitter Silk was extremely tough and sharp, cutting on the catfish skin full of greasy oil, and one by one it was strangled into the flesh.

The outer part of the body of the memory-eating catfish was almost covered by this bitter silk, and the torn flesh and blood spurted out a large amount of sticky black slurry.

Forget.

The blood of the memory-eating catfish was like a bowl of Meng Po soup, and the black sticky slurry could make any creature lose its memory.

However...

Yang Feng was completely immune to this trick.

Since breaking through the thousands of layers of false memories, these methods of the memory-eating catfish have become ineffective.

[Seven Bitter Torture Instruments] --- Dry Sand.

[Seven Bitter Torture Instruments] --- Prison Worms.

Countless insects appeared densely on the ground.

Prison worms looked like some kind of crustacean insects, and had extremely sharp mouthparts. They kept drilling out from the cracks in the ground and soon covered the entire dark prison world.

They quickly climbed onto the body of the memory-eating catfish.

The prison worms began to eat greedily, biting the flesh and blood of the memory-eating catfish crazily, reducing his power.

Not only that.

The effect of dry sand was even more powerful.

It was like the endless yellow sand in the northern desert. Almost no creature could survive in the deadly wasteland. The withered power revived and eroded the body of the memory-eating catfish.

[Human]

[You are killing gods]

The memory-eating catfish released a powerful telekinesis.

The vast and terrifying sound echoed in the mind, and the waves of thought impact actually formed ripples in the air.

Killing gods? ?

You, a mutated catfish, dare to say that you are a god? ?

Yang Feng's movements were even more fierce, pulling the catfish outward and pulling more of the body into the space of the dark prison.

[Seeking death]

[Memory Hall]

The struggling body of the memory-eating catfish suddenly stopped.

A vast and boundless power was released from its body.

That was a palace formed by memory, forming a huge city above the sky.

Ancient buildings were lined up one after another, and that was not a house for humans to live in, but a hall where gods lived.

That sacred and huge door seemed to be the gate to heaven.

That ancient and magnificent palace is the sacred and inviolable palace where the gods live.

Domain!!

The memory palace above the clouds is the domain released by the memory-devouring catfish.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The holy city fell down, and the god's palace slammed into the space of the dark prison. The boundless power made the whole world tremble violently.

Broken!!

The three realms continued to collapse and shatter.

Countless glittering bubbles exploded, and the super volcano erupting molten lava was smashed to pieces by the huge door. The dark prison space seemed unable to withstand this force, and the darkness collapsed and disintegrated.

Light has come!!

The memory-devouring catfish, as if holding the holy sword of dawn that cuts through the darkness, cut a huge crack on the dark prison space, and vaguely saw the blurred real world.

Never expected.

The memory-devouring catfish is so strong.

As expected of one of the oldest old orders on the blue planet, it is not an exaggeration to call it a god who controls a link of life and reincarnation.

Even if she leaves the Sea of ​​Life.

The Memory Devouring Catfish can still create her own domain, and the power and accumulation of a billion years have become a holy place like heaven.

"Wow!"

Yang Feng's domain was severely damaged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of hot blood.

Around him, there were ruins. Once the domain world collapsed, Yang Feng would be completely defeated and finally swallowed by the Memory Devouring Catfish.

"Hehe."

At this time, Yang Feng actually showed a weird smile.

"Since becoming the king."

"I have never been pushed to this extent."

"The Blood Disaster King, the Sea of ​​Trees Star God, the Fire Dragon King...are far less powerful than you."

Yang Feng looked at the sacred and inviolable palace, which was not damaged at all, while his Hell Black Prison was almost collapsed.

The Memory Devouring Catfish was obviously much more powerful than the old order he had encountered before.

"Very good."

"Then let me push myself again."

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth kept rising, revealing an abnormally hideous smile, and then the six eyes on the ghost face all stared wide.

[Six Eyes]

The sixth consciousness---spiritual perception.

A desperate and terrifying breath was released.

The ghost face actually began to extend, spreading from the face downwards, covering the neck and collarbone, and then continued to stretch downwards.

[Seven Sufferings]

The seventh consciousness---manas.

The seven suffering torture instruments turned into strange patterns.

Rusty hooks, prison worms, dry sand, resentful roots, bitter silk, black prison secret door, river of death

The power that transcends illusion and reality is the manas that can materialize fantasy.

[Eight Difficulties]

The eighth consciousness---Alaya consciousness.

The Eight Difficulties Hell, the Black Hell, the Molten Hell, the Hell of Ten Thousand Dreams.

This is the ultimate power, as if it is the collection of the world's wisdom. All the thoughts and fantasies of all things, all the consciousness, are all in the Alaya consciousness.

One flower is a world, one leaf is a bodhi, and thousands of worlds bloom here.

Now, past, and future.

Everything is in the Alaya consciousness.

"Alaya!!"

Yang Feng recited an ancient term, and the power of the world was exerted on him. The world created by the three realms began to spread on Yang Feng's body.

The ghost face... eventually covered the whole body.