dark.

Endless darkness.

Zhou Yuan's figure was buried in the deepest part of layers of darkness, and twisted power and evil thoughts surged like a tide, gradually invading his mind.

Endless evil thoughts arise from the heart, as if they want to pollute it into the most evil thing in the world.

The ancient dragon roar that was circulating in the body gradually became weaker under the cover of layers of darkness.

Compared with the Holy Spirit Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison, Zhou Yuan's strength was so weak that he could not resist the aftermath of the two terrifying things that evaporated each other.

Zhou Yuan also understood his own danger. His original idea was to attract the power of the will of the Holy Spirit and the ultimate magic spell poison, and then use the Ancestral Dragon Sutra to control them and finally form a fusion. The fusion power is likely to allow him to reach an unprecedented level.

But with this period of attempt, he found that although the idea was wonderful, the reality was cruel, because he was too weak to leverage the will of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin of the God of the Sacrificial Curse. In this way, all plans died at this initial step.

Now his own power is constantly being melted away. Once his power is completely melted but cannot be replenished, he will completely die here.

But Zhou Yuan also understood that he had put all his strength into it, but even so, he still felt that his mind and purity were gradually fading away.

The risks he took this time were too sensational, no wonder even he himself felt that he had no life.

However, Zhou Yuan had already expected such a result. What he did was nothing more than an adventure of making big profits. If he did not choose to do this, then there would be no meeting between him and Yaoyao again. If it were such a result, then why would he be afraid of death?

"I won't give up."

In the darkness, Zhou Yuan murmuring kept ringing, but gradually, the murmuring became intermittent, and even began to become a little confused.

If you can go through the deepest part of the darkness, you will find that Zhou Yuan's body is now only one head floating in the darkness, and the expression on that face is extremely exaggerated and twisted, looking so weird that it is creepy.

There were countless black patterns climbing out on his face, scrambling under his skin like black earthworms. At this moment, even the only remaining head was beginning to melt gradually.

"I...is this going to die?"

"Yaoyao..."

"sorry."

A low murmur sounded, and Zhou Yuan's mind was about to sink completely.

However, in an instant, a mysterious purple gold light suddenly flashed deep in his mind. The purple gold light seemed to be a mysterious substance, which seemed to be real and virtual, flowing in his mind.

Zhou Yuan's mind was also attracted by it. He noticed a familiar aura on the mysterious material.

That breath...it's Yaoyao!

That is... a divine substance that Yaoyao had left in his body a long time ago!

The sudden change made Zhou Yuan lose his mind for a moment, but then he discovered that with the emergence of this divine substance, the surrounding will of the Holy Spirit and the power of the magic spell poison seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of urge. They showed coveting and greed, and then directly poured into Zhou Yuan's head, trying to swallow this divine substance.

Therefore, the will of the Holy Spirit, the poison of the Gods, and the substances of the gods were entangled in Zhou Yuan's mind, constantly eroding each other.

The battle in the head made Zhou Yuan feel a splitting headache and almost exploded.

However, he did not stop this struggle, but at this moment, he suddenly felt enlightened.

Previously, the Holy Spirit's will and the Abyssal Curse Poison were too domineering, and he could not use the Ancestral Dragon Sutra to merge and control them. But now, a new force appeared in addition to these two terrifying forces.

The divine substance is not too aggressive. Its existence can be used as a balance between the will of the Holy Spirit and the ulterior motive of the saint.

Zhou Yuan’s power level is too low and he cannot achieve balance, but this divine material is obviously enough!

The thoughts in his heart were twisted and turned in a while. In the end, Zhou Yuan seized the last chance without hesitation. With his thoughts, the ancient dragon roar sounded in his mind. He saw an ancient dragon shadow looming, and the dragon shadow entrenched, like a dragon cauldron. In the dragon cauldron, there were the power of three terrifying objects entangled.

When the Ancestral Dragon Sutra is running, the dragon cauldron seems to be burning, scorching three terrifying forces.

The rumor of the Ancestral Dragon Sutra originated from the Ancestral Dragon. Needless to say, its mystery was impossible to refine and fuse the power of the Holy Spirit's will and the Absolute God's Copy Poison before. That was because of Zhou Yuan's own level. Now there is a divine substance used as a buffer to relieve the pressure. Now it is working again and finally has its effect.

Because as the dragon cauldron burned, a wisp of magical aura slowly rose from it. The wisp of breath was extremely thin, and as soon as it appeared, it merged into Zhou Yuan's head.

So at that moment, Zhou Yuan was ecstatic and felt that the power that was about to be exhausted was recovering at an astonishing speed at this time.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that the power level of the magical aura seemed to be even more mysterious than the power of the saint before him.

At this moment, he understood that his bold vision seemed to have a chance of success!

He did not dare to neglect, and he kept his mind tightly, circulated the Ancestral Dragon Sutra, and maintained the calcination of the dragon cauldron.

Next, the continuous influx of the will of the Holy Spirit and the power of the sacred magic spell poison, in the neutralization buffer of the divine substance and the calcination of the dragon cauldron, strands of magical aura continued to rise and was absorbed by Zhou Yuan.

So, in that short moment, Zhou Yuan's body, which was originally broken so much that his head was left, began to repair it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The new body, like a cast of glass, emits a series of magical apertures. On the body, there are extremely ancient patterns appearing faintly, as if they were born since the beginning of the world.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan felt that the new physical strength alone was enough to blow up the previous full-blown ones.

And, this is just the beginning.

As the physical body was restored, more and more magical auras poured into the body. So, in this darkness, Zhou Yuan's aura began to rise step by step at an incredible speed.
Chapter completed!