Liu Zhengyang was indeed in a coma, otherwise he would not fall down in midair.

But he soon became sober, and the royal family who rushed over to find benefits from him were so overshadowed by him.

The purple fire spread, and all kinds of screams were endless.

Liu Zhengyang lay on the ground and glanced at the dim sky.

According to the demon emperor's statement, the demon world used to be not this gloomy color, but a rather bright bright red, in short, it was very beautiful.

The reason why it is so dark right now is because the black soul matrix is ​​horizontally above the sky.

"It is estimated that you will soon be able to see what the clear sky in the demon world looks like!"

Liu Zhengyang suddenly laughed.

As for the sea of ​​consciousness...

There is already a place where gods fight, even he can't easily intervene in it.

This is somewhat helpless for him.

The altar phantom is still madly smashing!

But this time it was a lot softer, not so manic. Although every time the phantom of the altar smashed, Liu Zhengyang's consciousness space would be shaken, but as the number of times increased, Liu Zhengyang got used to it!

Habit is indeed a terrible force.

Even Liu Zhengyang had forgotten the pain he was suffering at this time.

The altar phantom is not only attacking the mother body, but also constantly absorbing the energy contained in it. Although the bulk of the altar phantom is absorbed by the altar phantom, there is still a lot of spilled energy integrated into his sea of ​​consciousness .

Of course, this is also an improvement for him.

The phantom of the altar, as it continued to be swallowed, turned out to be substantive.

Liu Zhengyang finally had the opportunity to observe the appearance of the altar.

It was a weak shadow at the beginning, and it was not so clear to look at, but now it is different. The crooked handwriting in the altar seems to have a unique charm.

Looking at it, Liu Zhengyang suddenly felt a trance.

"witch!"

Liu Zhengyang only heard such a word, and then his body felt a feeling of being able to eat.

Only then did he realize that he was in a **** space.

Originally I wanted to take another look, but a huge force struck him and squeezed him out!

"Huh! What's the situation!"

A look of horror flashed in Liu Zhengyang's eyes. Now his sea of ​​consciousness can definitely be called a top existence, but in the current situation, he has no sense of existence!

He was even kicked out!

Weird! It's so weird!

This altar didn't know what it was, but he could feel that he might be able to improve his strength on this altar!

Now he has cultivated to the Daoyuan Realm, which is almost the most powerful realm recorded.

However, the powerful and limited will always wear down the fighting spirit, such as the demon emperor and Qin Zheng.

Although their strength is still tyrannical, compared with Liu Zhengyang, they can obviously feel a little less energetic!

It is not that Liu Zhengyang has not thought about this problem.

Ask yourself, if you repel the Black Soul Royal Family and reach a bottleneck in your cultivation, will you be content? Will you continue to feel the end of strength like this?

will not!

Liu Zhengyang definitely won't!

And now, the appearance of the altar finally gave him hope.

The black soul matrix also let him see the world he hadn't thought about. Perhaps after the black soul's attack, the world's splendor has just appeared!

Fighting came once again, and Liu Zhengyang suddenly opened his eyes and flew into the air.