Chapter 1112

The blood mark disintegrated.

The coffins with countless twisted blood prints were surging under the control of Yang Qun. Finally, they all went back to Yang Qun's body. The blood prints crossed Lin wuwan's body, and he could feel only the remaining trace of temperature.

Lin wuwan almost had no breath and her blood stopped flowing, but the force exerted by Yang Qun on the blood colored giant coffin still perfectly preserved her body, and the only glimmer of vitality had not been leaked.

The former beauty appeared in front of Yang Qun, and his eyes were wet. She had left Yang Qun for too long

Gollum, Gollum, Gollum.

The fountain of immortality was bubbling, and Lin wuwan's body was soaked in it. It was full of aura, surrounded by fairy fog. A trace of emptiness rose from the fountain of immortality. They drilled into Lin wuwan's 36000 pores with some magical power, and pregnant with her only remaining thoughts between opening and closing.

Lin wuwan's skin began to change from the original pale and dead color, and gradually became ruddy and shiny. This immortal spring really had a miraculous effect on her body and had unexpected functions for people who were seriously injured.

Hua la la la

The sound of water flowed. In the misty fog, Yang Qun also walked into the fountain of immortality. The blood robes on his whole body were fragmented, revealing the magic iron and steel like muscles, smooth and powerful.

Yang Qun held Lin wuwan with endless pity in his eyes. He walked step by step towards the center of the immortal spring, where there was the most aura and the most center of the gathering of soul power.

Sure enough, the closer you are to the center of the immortal spring, the clearer you can feel the law between heaven and earth. The whole pure mountains and endless snow mountains are like a huge funnel to gather the purified energy here.

Yang Qun held Lin wuwan firmly in his arms and finally looked at her: "I know your soul is not here. Now... I'm going to find you, my love!"

When Yang Qun finished, a terrible momentum of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods poured out of him like a tide. The elusive chaotic Qi wrapped the bodies of Yang Qun and Lin wuwan. The surrounding aura, the power of soul and the power condensed in the immortal spring rolled into their bodies like a whirlwind, gradually forming a cocoon like spiritual shell.

At the same time, Yang Qun's terrible consciousness rushed into the sky. A chaotic light flew into the sky from his spirit cover and pierced the Jiuchong sky. There was a faint dragon singing and Phoenix singing ensemble. An unspeakable rhythm blended with heaven and earth. The seventh level belief consciousness began to contact the most mysterious area in the world.

River of soul

The river of soul sounds mysterious and seems to be in an unknown and terrible area, but the actual situation is different from what people speculate.

The river of soul is very common. It is in the middle of us. It surrounds us and nourishes spiritual consciousness.

The river of soul is everywhere. As long as there are creatures, it exists.

Everything in the world is wrapped by the river of soul, newborn chicks, swimming fish drilled from fish eggs, children in human belly... Everything is covered by the river of soul and endowed with soul.

After people die, the most mysterious thing will return to the river of soul.

A silent river, an invisible River, a river without phase.

As time goes by in a hurry, life and death alternate and cycle endlessly.

Everyone has been to the river of soul, but you don't remember, because when the soul was born, it was pure without any memory, and here it entered the river of soul... That is the time of death.

No human can enter the river of soul and return, unless it can reach the realm of detachment, unless it can surpass the human limit to the level of belief in the legend, or break it forcibly by relying on things such as intelligent God stone.

Yang Qun... Is the seventh order God who has reached the belief level.

Chaotic Qi is feeling, Yang Qun is feeling, he is looking for the rhythm of the soul, he is looking for the track of the soul River, following the mountain... Following the endless snow... Following the immortal spring

Finally, he felt the spirit river that wrapped everything!

River of soul!!

There is no imagination of the majestic, no dense aura, endless immortal light, there is only the simple and real power of the soul, back to nature, without any gorgeous embellishment.

This river has no consciousness. It is the root of all things. It has been running silently for hundreds of millions of years.

It can contain all things. It is somewhat similar to chaotic Qi. No matter what you were in your life, no matter what evil you did, no matter whether you are a great saint or a demon king, you will eventually return to dust, earth to earth, and return to the river of soul and become water droplets.

At the same time, it breeds all things and gives opportunities to any species, whether zombies, monsters, humans, or bacteria.

As long as there is life, there is the river of soul.

It has experienced countless years, and the simplicity of the river of soul reveals a kind of vicissitudes, just like the avenue of heaven and earth, just like the rules of all things.

Yang Qun was shocked by the scene in front of him. This simple River shocked him more than the huge waves on the bank. The river of soul returns to nature and contains unimaginable magic.

Chaos enveloped Yang Qun, the power of faith supported his body, and he entered the river of soul.

To be exact, it was his consciousness, his soul, that entered the river of soul.

Chaotic Qi also has similar quality. It is real and simple. It can be transformed into and contain all things. In this essence, it makes Yang Qun particularly close to the river, which is a good thing.

As soon as he touched the river of soul, Yang Qun felt a feeling like bathing in the spring breeze. It was a warm and comfortable soft big hand dragging him and slowly floating to the depths of the river. This soft power made Yang Qun feel sleepy, as if he were in the warm embrace of his mother, as if his embryonic state was wrapped in amniotic fluid.

Return... Return to the mother river

Yang Qun's consciousness dissipated constantly and was wiped out by the river of soul. He wanted to forget everything, forget all trivial things, put all gratitude and resentment behind his mind, and then return to the river of his mother.

I was born here, a drop of water.

Now, I'm back, back between the rivers.

It's so warm, comfortable and reassuring

Yang Qun's consciousness ran farther and farther, and the surrounding chaotic gas wrapped him, but this consciousness gradually fell asleep and gradually lost in the warm embrace of his mother river.

All of a sudden, Yang Qun's mind suddenly came to light, and all kinds of past events floated to his mind. Those monsters... The end of the world... Gods... Lin wuwan... Quietly... Blood crows!!

All the experiences poured into his consciousness, which made Yang Qun smart and completely awake.

He saw that he had unconsciously drifted to the depths of his soul.

The Qi of chaos churned in his body. It was the Qi of chaos that reminded him!!

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