70. Chapter 70 The End of Consciousness(2/2)
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Wang Chaling opened his eyes, and suddenly felt something in his hand. He opened his palm, and found a key covered with patina lying quietly in his hand, with a white cloth wrapped around it.
Ignore this.
Wang Chaling first looked at the skeleton on the bed. His legs were still entangled with branches, but they were obviously much looser than before, and many branches were withered and necrotic.
But the upper body is even more terrifying.
The bones that were originally like jade became extremely pale, as if they could turn into powder with just a pinch. The green flames in the eye sockets were extremely dim, as if they could be extinguished in the next moment.
The collapse of the supernatural world and the plundering of a generation of dead souls have had an irreversible impact on this evil ghost, and the level of terror has been forcibly reduced.
"It's just this level. It's not as good as that fierce ghost in Baishui Town. I still overestimated it a lot." Wang Chaling thought that his evaluation of Xuanfa might be a bit high.
The consciousness world recreated by the fierce ghost in Baishui Town can be projected by people of the level of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China. The Yang Jian Ghost Eye Ghost Domain has been opened to the ninth floor to cultivate a ghost child of the level of the Seventh Elder. That world
All can be carried.
However, this world cannot even bear the ravages caused by the overlapping of a generation of dead souls.
"Of course, this is not necessarily true. Maybe the ghost king has taken away too many things. If I still maintain the state of fusion with the bodhi tree, I will still have a lot of difficulties in fighting, at least it cannot be solved so quickly.
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"Before my consciousness is transformed into a supernatural being, even if I have integrated the consciousness of a ghost, controlling a ghost involves a lot of consciousness, but my consciousness is still fragile in nature, and this supernatural power can make up for it a little bit." Thinking like this, my father thought.
The dead soul stepped forward, his palms covering his eye sockets, and a faint green flame was forcibly removed.
In an instant, the upper half of the skeleton seemed to have lost its support, and the pale bones instantly turned into powder, leaving a human-shaped mark on the bed.
Chapter completed!