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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters want blood boiling(2/2)

As a result, the remaining clarity was quickly drowned by the torrent of desire.

He instinctively wanted to resist this stimulation, but found that all his efforts were in vain.

In fact, it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire. The more he struggled, the deeper he got stuck in, unable to extricate himself.

The endless desire was like a rolling torrent rushing towards him, trying to drown him, making him feel suffocated.

At this moment, his body had broken free from his control.

Zhang Yang was completely prompted by an invisible force to respond instinctively to the other party.

Wave after wave of pleasure hit him like an electric current, making him completely lost in the ocean of desire...

I don't know how long it took.

A day or a year or even longer.

He only felt that there seemed to be a little firefly-like light in the endless darkness in front of him.

Faintly visible, seemingly there or not -

It just floats in the empty and lonely space, like a frozen picture.

As time went by, the shaky shimmer became brighter and hotter.

It seemed as if the entire dark space was going to be completely ignited.

It floats and keeps getting closer to this side.

The scorching radiance hit the depths of Zhang Yang's soul, and the empty strength in his body seemed to be rekindled as if it had been drained dry.

call!

Almost instantly, it spread out like a spark of fire and occupied his body again.

boom!

In an instant, the strength seemed to be restored to 90% of its heyday.

However, it seems that this has not stopped yet.

His power is still growing, and he has already surpassed the state in his heyday.

boom!

The power was so overwhelming that it had reached the critical point that Zhang Yang's body could bear, as if he was in danger of exploding at any time.

He felt that his body and even his soul were being pulled violently, and waves of violent pain hit him, making him almost faint.

Zhang Yang was inexplicably horrified.

The Eight Extraordinary Meridians could no longer withstand this manic power, and the body seemed to burst at the next moment.

Boom boom boom!

A violent explosion sounded deep in the soul, and the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly surged and turned upside down.

A black vortex emerged and expanded rapidly under the violent thunderstorm.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge vortex was like a black hole, madly devouring the power in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally endless sea of ​​consciousness was also trembling under this terrifying black hole. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was surging like boiling water, and its power was rising like water vapor, and was involved in the huge black vortex above.

How-how could this happen?!

Zhang Yang was extremely shocked.

That huge whirlpool can actually swallow the original power in the sea of ​​consciousness!

This is the power of chaos, the purest power when the world first opened!

Not to mention swallowing it, it is extremely difficult to make it active again from a dormant state!

The scene before him completely subverted his understanding of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It should be noted that the power in the sea of ​​consciousness is endless, and each sea of ​​consciousness is actually a miniature version of the universe.

Now, this sudden black vortex is clearly a rhythm that wants to suck out the power within it.

Drain the sea of ​​consciousness...

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's heart palpitated.
Chapter completed!
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