Chapter 1279 Condensation Shrine

The ancient altar stands quietly in nothingness. At the top of the altar, a thin figure sits quietly like a rock. His body is slightly cold, and even his nose is inaudible. If he hadn't been able to faintly detect the existence of an air machine, I'm afraid everyone would think that in front of him. He is just a dead body without breath.

In this strange place, there is no sound. It is so quiet that it is like a remote corner of the long river of time. No one can detect it and no one can reach it.

On the altar, the thin figure suddenly trembled slightly, and the closed eyes slowly opened. His black eyes were as dark as night. He frowned gently, and his eyebrows seemed a little helpless and puzzled.

"I've been failing all the time."

Lin Dong muttered to himself, this should be the fourth year he came here, that is to say, he has been practicing here for four years, and in these four years, except for the first year of initial quenching his spiritual strength, the rest of the three years, he was trying to condense the divine palace. Not surprisingly, he failed.

Although he is constantly looking for the reason for failure, and even this kind of self-finding to the present is quite perfect, somehow, the condensed divine palace is always in vain, and does not make De Lindong feel the special feeling that it seems to have entered a certain level.

"Why did I fail... My spiritual power has been extremely condensed. Why can't I condense the shrine in the Niwan Palace?"

Lin Dong frowned, his eyes flashed constantly, but his eyes were confused and doubtful. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't have much clue. He could only sigh, closed his eyes slightly, and was ready to try again.

"Huh?"

However, just as he wanted to continue to try, he was suddenly slightly stunned, and then his eyes looked at the slate in front of him, where there were some staggered traces, and it seemed that someone should have scratched it casually.

The scratch is quite rough and simple, just a trace spot, and then there are deep marks cut directly from the top, as if the spot has been completely destroyed.

Lin moved to look at these casual traces, shook his head in disappointment, and closed his eyes again. However, after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at those casual traces again, with some surprise in his eyes.

This spot looks a little similar to the Niwan Palace. The cross mark destroys it. Does it mean that the shrine is not transformed by the Niwan Palace... but to completely destroy it, and can't be cast for rebirth?

Is this... broken and standing?

Lin Dong's heart beat violently, breaking the mud ball palace first? Are you kidding? Niwan Palace is born. Once destroyed, it will make people's spirits pass away. Even he can't afford the consequences.

In case the Niwan Palace is broken and he can't condense the shrine, not only will his spiritual cultivation be gone, but it will even damage his mind. It is not impossible to become an idiot...

At this cost, even Lin Dong's heart was a little hesitant, but vaguely, he felt that this might indeed be the real road to the realm of the divine palace.

broken, or not broken?

Lin's eyes changed rapidly, and his heart was obviously a little struggling. After such a long time, he finally took a gentle breath, clenched his palms, and a touch of firmness in his dark eyes.

If you don't have great perseverance, how to achieve great ability, and how to surpass the ice owner?

After making a decision in his heart, Lin Dong did not hesitate at all. His eyes were closed, and his mind moved to come to Niwan Palace. At this time, Niwan Palace, like a small light spot, gently floating, with vast spiritual fluctuations.

Lin Dongxin stared at the light spot. As soon as his mind moved, the vast spiritual power in the Niwan Palace actually contracted at an extremely amazing speed at this time. In just a few moments, all the spiritual power was in the Niwan Palace, turning into a spiritual ball only the size of a human head. This round ball is like substance, table The face is as gorgeous as a mirror, but the terrible fluctuation, even the peak strong man who has survived the two reincarnations, is enough to feel frightened.

When this compression reached the extreme, the spiritual ball suddenly trembled rapidly, and then the surface of the ball began to break, the cracks spread out, and destructive beams quietly shot out.

When the beam of light was strong to the extreme, it was like a bright sun, rising from the Niwan Palace, and then, the destruction fluctuation swept away, and the Niwan Palace completely exploded.

Bang!

Lin Dong's body trembled crazily at this time, and the Niwan Palace exploded, and the spiritual power gushed out like a tide.

Lin Dongqiang endured the severe pain in his mind and hurriedly took over those who lost the constraints of the Niwan Palace and became extremely violent. At this time, if such a terrible spirit raged in his [body], even if he was guarded by the dragon bone, I'm afraid it would be broken.

The bright purple and gold light swept away, and the flood dragon bones in the forest movement [body] were also aware of danger. It turned into a low dragon chant. The purple and gold light turned into countless purple and gold dragons, like a dragon cover, encircling those rampant spiritual power.

The three ancestral charms also appeared at this time, surrounded the spiritual power, and the light flashed, and finally did not let the mental power out of control.

Lin Dong is also extremely nervous at this time. The Niwan Palace is now broken. He can't always restrain his spiritual power like this. If he can't create a "Dniwan Palace" for them, his spiritual power will get out of control and dissipate with his spirit, and he will also suffer an incomparable blow.

However, although the situation is urgent now, Lin Dong has experienced too much life and death after all, so he did not panic at all. When his mind moved, he began to condense it together as he had previously manipulated the spiritual power to condense the divine palace in the Niwan Palace.

The vast spiritual power surged, and then slowly converged. At this time, the spiritual power flowed and moved like **, as if there was a prototype of a divine palace quietly taking shape.

Under the manipulation of Lin Dong, the spiritual power began to improve the countless steps of the divine palace little by little, but this kind of project is obviously extremely huge. Even with Lin Dong's ability, it will take a long time, but Fortunately, Lin Dong is in retreat now. In such a place, no one will fight. Disturb him, otherwise, once the mental strength is out of control, it is really a little serious.

Time passes slowly. In the blink of an eye, two months have passed, and the divine palace is also gradually becoming a new scale. The divine palace is towering, magnificent and magnificent, like the residence of a god.

Lin Dong's mind stared at the formed divine palace, and his heart couldn't help surging with ecstasy. Immediately, his mind moved, and the vast spiritual power poured into the palace like a tide.

However, just after the spiritual power poured into it, the ecstasy in Lin Dong's heart suddenly cooled down, because he suddenly found that the spiritual power did not form a cycle at all, spontaneously derived in this shrine.

In the past, as long as the spiritual power entered the Niwan Palace, it was like a bird returning to the nest, and it would have a sense of peace, but now, that feeling is gone.

Obviously, this shrine has not taken the effect of replacing Niwan Palace at all!

In this way, Lin Dong must hold back these spiritual forces so that they will not dissipate, but in this way, he will never have the power to be distracted from doing anything else, that is to say, he is hindered by his own spiritual power.

Lin Dong was sweating coldly. He stared at the shrine. Is there anything missing?

Why can't the condensed shrine replace the Niwan Palace?

Lin moved his mind to turn rapidly. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something missing in the shrine, but he couldn't understand what it was...

Time is passing slowly, but Lin Dong is still clueless, and his heart can't help sinking. Can't this deadlock be broken?

On the altar, Lin Dong closed his eyes tightly, full of cold sweat, cold sweat dripped down his body, and fell on the shabby futon, faintly, the futon seemed to flash a little.

And at the moment when the light flashed, Lin Dong's heart seemed to sound an extremely melodious ancient voice: "Taishang."

The sudden sound made Delin's body suddenly stiff, but he didn't have time to think about the sound. A light flashed suddenly in his mind: "Taishang induction formula?!"

"Is that kind of power missing?"

Lin moved his mind, and then no longer hesitated. He quickly sank into the sense of injury, and his consciousness drifted. After a long time, a wisp of chaotic light finally came.

The light of chaos fell on the shrine, and then the shrine burst into a clear sound of chirping. At this moment, the shrine, like a dead object, turned out to be like having life. On the surface of the shrine, the light overflowed, and a kind of vitality spread out.

Rumble.

The spiritual power surged in the divine palace, faintly, which seemed to gradually form the most preliminary cycle, and Lin Dong could feel that when the divine palace was formed, it seemed to have established a mysterious connection with the extremely mysterious Taishang in the underworld, and wisps of chaotic light kept pouring in.

The spiritual power surged, and the trace of chaotic light began to invade the spiritual power. Then, Lin Dong felt the spiritual power integrated into the chaotic light and began to change the world.

That's a real transformation.

Lin's heart was enlightened, and his mind gradually calmed down. He quietly guarded the divine palace and let the spiritual power surge in it. He could feel that when the spiritual power had completely changed, perhaps the divine palace could really replace the Niwan Palace!

It's just... It seems to take quite a long time, and fortunately, Lin Dong doesn't lack this time now.

He just needs to wait quietly for the day of Nirvana.