Chapter 1757 (1/2)

”Pa Ji...”

Crack sound, in the sky full of cracks, from time to time sounded.

Standing on the dark sea, looking at the sky gradually broken in front of me.

Everything in the eye, like the last time I saw it, the whole space was on the verge of collapse, almost touching the dark sea of death.

However, it is precisely because of this, Fang Li subconsciously estimates how many places are not broken, and his eyes naturally turn to the sea under his feet.

Last time, when entering here, Fang Li found a problem that was ignored by himself.

”Why never thought about it?”

Fang Li thinks that he is quite familiar with his soul, and under the guidance of the two rituals, he has been vaguely aware of the essence of his soul.

However, it is only a kind of conceit.

To be sure, Fang Li has already been vaguely aware of the nature of his soul.

However, it is not necessary to say that Fang Li is already familiar with his soul.

Because

”Even if there is only sky and ocean in this space, the sky is clear at a glance, but I have never understood this ocean.”

Although Fangli understood very well that every drop of water in this dark ocean recorded a kind of death.

But even if there is no sea water, there are corals, rock plates and even volcanoes in the sea floor.

At best, the water in this dark ocean is just a record, not the soul itself.

Fangli wants to change his soul, not to change the sea water, but to change the ocean that contains it.

In other words

”I don't know what's under this ocean at all.”

Can this be called familiarity?

Surely not?

So Fangli is guessing.

Only by confirming what is under this ocean can one touch upon the conditions of soul transformation.

In the past, Fang Li didn't realize this and thought that the role of the ocean was to record.

But in the whole soul space almost left the ocean is not broken, Fang Li's line of sight is finally turned to this piece of ocean, found this.

Now, what Fangli needs to do is quite clear.

That is to go deep into this endless death.

”Bang!”

With the sound of a water spray exploding, the sea water, like geysers, burst out on the originally stable dark sea.

Fang Li dived into the dark water and tried to dive in the direction of the sea bottom.

But at this moment, the vision happened.

”Gululu...!”

The strange sound appeared in a surge.

It was the sound of the sea boiling.

I saw that the record of countless deaths in the sea is crazy stupid up.

Immediately, the feeling of countless deaths poured into Fang Li's mind.

”-”

this is terror.

”-”

this is despair.

”-”

this is a scream.

”-”

this is a howl.

For the most familiar things in Fang, at this moment, it is like an avalanche pouring into his brain, so that his brain issued a sad cry.

As a result, the nerves become hot.

As a result, breathing becomes difficult.

As a result, the body becomes stiff.

As a result, the internal organs become confused.

It's a weight that can completely crush the body itself.

If it was not for the fact that these deaths were recorded in Fang Li's soul, and Fang Li was totally insensitive to death, and didn't even need a second, would the spirit directly collapse and disintegrate?

Even if it's the Liangyi style and Hirono Zhigui, it's the same.