At this moment, Xuanyuan Nanxing was looking in front of him with cold eyes, and a wall projection appeared in his source space. (")

"Prince, how could you, human, become the priest Morgan? I really can't figure it out. If you hadn't mastered the fighting spirit of the Bernards' cultivation, I would have eroded you from the inside out." The wall projection made a voice, very sharp and illusory.

"Look, we have been confronting each other for so long, but I don't know what the name of Zun Jia is." Xuanyuan Nanxing is also manifested by projection, but here is inside his body, and I am the master of my territory. Xingzong's control over the source space has always been at will.

If you enlarge the scene, you will find that no matter Xuanyuan Nanxing or the sarcastic walls, they are all on the tip of a big sword.

The left side of the sword is light and the right side of the sword is dark. The sword body is like the earth, revealing the supreme power.

Since the practice has been simplified, there is only one sword in the source space. Even if light forms the sun and darkness forms the night, they are also part of the towering sword, regardless of each other, live and coexist, and there is no distinction between them.

Looking at the phantom formed by the wall, it happened to be at the front of the big sword, and Xuanyuan Nanxing sat cross-legged. If the sword body is reversed and the sword tip is rushing down, it will gather the huge sword momentum and try to nail the wall to death.

"Ahaha, humans, I admit your priesthood. I don't know where Morgan had a problem in later generations. Such a spoof thing happened. Such a weak race of life actually made a priest come out. You must know that in our clan, even a young priest can represent the heavens and dominate all races, with awesome power." A ghost face turned into a wall, but it was erased in a blink of an eye.

"I'm asking what you call me." Xuanyuan Nanxing was imposing and sat down with his great sword to suppress the projection of the wall opposite.

"Hmph, what's wrong with telling you? When the Morgan civilization was strong, I had multiple identities. (") One was the high priest Miaojue. The second was the Blood Totem War Emperor Li Potian, the third was the Ghost Totem War Emperor Cheng Rising Heaven, the fourth was? If the fourth was not remembered, how could I not remember it?"

This projection obviously cannot be fully derived from it, and it falls into a brief confusion of thinking. However, you can tell from the title that the first three sources of consciousness are extremely extraordinary. They represent a glorious period of the Morgan clan and must be characters that make the Milky Way tribes tremble.

Xuanyuan Nanxing smiled indifferently. No matter how arrogant the King of War God is, he would be indifferent to him. Speaking of which, the Morgan clan is indeed stronger than humans. He controls the heavens and all worlds, conquers the starry sky clan, and seals the army of black worms, creating a peerless formation. Therefore, even if the remaining consciousness lifts the tail up to the sky, it is understandable. Let it be proud, just nail the "tail".

Previously, Xuanyuan Nanxing and the Ghost Monk of the War Emperor had been fighting for control of the altar for several months. Of course, the months here refer to the spiritual level, which is no more than a few minutes in reality.

Equatorial Wind also participated in the war, scolding the other party for being despicable and dirty, taking advantage of the fierce consumption of the Sword of Destruction, and sucking the Lengzi to occupy the altar. Could it be that the Morgan tribe is all such a sinister person? How to intimidate all races? How to rule the heavens?

I don’t know what the nature of the Morgan people is. Anyway, the equatorial wind’s curse is very effective. The ghost face of the War Emperor actually drew a trace and compared it with Xuanyuan Nanxing, a foreign priest who could not understand anything.

As a result, after a while, the War Emperor was hit by the Equatorial Wind's calculations.

This Morgan clan's brave warrior actually divided a section of projection into the source space, but unexpectedly it could not come in and out, and was nailed to death by the great sword, and had to give up some control of the altar.

It was not until this moment that Xuanyuan Nanxing realized that the Ghost-faced thinking system of the War Emperor mainly comes from the residual consciousness of three Morgan strong men. "These three of them definitely cannot do what the black worms do, weaken their self-consciousness and seek overall thinking, so it is not surprising that they will be a little stupid from time to time.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that if a kind of consciousness acted on the ghost face of the War Emperor, it would be difficult to project its shadow into the source space. The equatorial wind took a different approach to the human cultivation system and took the guise of being invincible to the world, so that I could implicate this person in, otherwise there would be no chance of winning.

Suppressing the projection of the Ghost Face of the War Emperor is equivalent to pinching its life gate. Although it is not a fatal point, it has something in common. Originally, the consciousness of the Ghost Face of the War Emperor inherited was very rare, and if it was lost, it would never do this unless it was necessary.

If this is done, it will cause great damage. Maybe it will be restored to the prototype from now on, be confused and unconscious, and just a few inexplicable currents that are difficult to maintain fluctuations. They will disappear and eventually perish forever.

It is precisely a series of confrontations at the spiritual level that the Ghost Side of the War Emperor temporarily compromised and would not send Xuanyuan Nanxing and the two ancestors out of the altar to be cannon fodder. However, this is only temporary, and the agreement will be broken at any time. The source space must be guarded so that the wall projection cannot return to its original position.

In order to achieve this situation, Xuanyuan Nanxing even sent Bernard's fighting spirit to the wall of the altar. Although he won a temporary compromise, it also encouraged the war emperor's grimace. Bernard's fighting spirit seemed to be quite consistent with some of the Morgan's methods. The combination of the two is infinitely powerful.

"Ghost thing, do you say you call me Miaojue good? Or is it the wolf totem war emperor Li Potian, or even the ghost totem war emperor becomes Rising Tian? I don't know who they are, or you may be very interesting to string these names together." Xuanyuan Nanxing relaxed a little and joked with his mind that he couldn't get out anyway, so he could only guard this way, and the Sword of Destruction became more and more stable, so he didn't worry about it running away.

Before Equatorial Wind left, he explained that he would try his best to cause the logic of the Ghost Face of the War Emperor. Fortunately, he took back control of the altar at a critical moment. Xuanyuan Nanxing's problem seemed simple, but it was the most likely topic to cause confusion in thinking.

"Humans, don't waste your time. When I am swaying, humans don't know what they are." He paused his voice and continued, "Whether Mage Jue or Li Potian or even the Sky is a symbol. No matter which Morgan Supreme they once represented, they have now been destroyed in the torrent of history. I gave myself a name called Xue Ming. Do you think it's okay?"

"Bloody? The bloodthirsty person created in the dark is very bloody when he hears his name." Xuanyuan Nanxing shook his head, nodded again, and said with a slightly deeper look: "You came from ancient times and you should know the ferociousness of the black insects. Why do you still have to fight? Is it just to break the insect shell and absorb blood? When you talk to you, you found that you are not a reckless person. Is there any secret hidden here?"

"Haha, you human, dare you to trick me." The wall suddenly became illusory, as if you were about to break through the air, but the sword under your feet trembled slightly, and the darkness and light on both sides of the sword body quickly rotated, creating chains of light or darkness, locking the source space.

"Tsk tsk, since you come, you can rest assured. The person who comes is a guest, why not leave for a while? Don't be tempted. Human beings have developed the source space. At my level, I have been sent and received at will, so you can't escape." Xuanyuan Nanxing rubbed his eyebrows and said intimidly that it was so dangerous.

"Source space, this space is really powerful." The chains rustled, and the phantom of the wall kept breaking free, but failed one after another, and turned from virtual to real again. It was just the hidden ghost face of the War Emperor. That was the most original projection and never really appeared.

After a moment of calmness, the wall tone was vicissitudes, as if he was talking to himself: "Is the high-level application of the stream of consciousness? We Morgans have also pursued this development route, but unfortunately this method is not suitable for the physical constitution of most people in our clan. If you want the entire clan to evolve, you must develop a popular cultivation system. Unexpectedly, the weak humans are weak and are just a remnant carbon base, and they actually have such a fate."

"What did you say? Is the source space avenue connecting the sky?" Xuanyuan Nanxing asked suddenly with sharp ears.

"Nature is extremely wise. Only with consciousness can one have life and meaning. Although our clan is also developing spiritual power, look at the number of our priests! How rare is it? I don't know what kind of disasters we encounter in later generations, which actually allowed humans to grow. And where is my Morgan tribe tonight, and where is it?" The wall realized that he was talking too much, and immediately stopped speaking, allowing the source space to remain silent.

"What you mean is that the source space is a path of development between spirit and one's own consciousness, and it is not limited to this realm." Xuanyuan Nanxing is so smart. From the point of view, he guessed that the Battle Royal Ghost Side's access to the source space is probably more comprehensive than that of today's humans. Many words are not bad, but a rare opportunity in the world, so you can talk to Morgan.

"Don't guess, that's useless to you." After holding the ghost face of the Emperor Zhan for a long time, he said such a painful and unhealthy word. The two sides were in a hostile relationship and said it was useless to you. It was simply a place without silver, and the logic was very chaotic. This might be a treasure mountain.

"Well, it's useless to me. Don't worry, I won't take it to heart. I would like to ask you if I am the priest's throne, can I embark on a path of growth in the source space?" Xuanyuan Nanxing put away his cold gaze, and instead a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Use the power of the priest to open up your source space? I really hope to see the secrets on this road. However..." The voice stopped abruptly, and I knew that after being deceived by the other party, I wanted to send the strongest attack, but was tightly nailed by the Sword of Destruction.

On the altar, the two ancestors became ants on the hot pan and looked outside.

It took time to swallow the sea of ​​blood. The evolution of the altar had not ended, but was interrupted by the insect soldiers in the middle. In just over ten minutes, the insect king gathered hundreds of thousands of insect soldiers, and the wind swept the remaining clouds, and personally supervised the formation and came.

After the Bernardian God of War used a peerless attack, insect tides rolled and pushed toward each other in different directions. They were much faster than the insect clouds, and it seemed that they could reach a huge amount of millions soon. They were really invincible, and they could kill as much as they could, which made the two ancestors tremble and their mood was extremely depressed.

I'm afraid! No matter what kind of hero you are, you'll be afraid of seeing this scene.

There are so many insects that make people want to vomit, but they are so huge. They are really life without the law of nature. At present, they can only hope that the altar will show its power again. Leaving the altar will be even more dangerous. They can only rely on fate and wait for the decision of fate.
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