In the sea of ​​consciousness, King Wen's true spirit and charm, which was like the scorching sun and sat in the center of the universe and starry sky, instantly decreased by one third and merged into Chen Fei's soul.

At the same time, Fade Chen felt that Zhao Linglong's body suddenly had an inner aura. The violent star power and sword energy instantly broke free from the emotional ties that bound her.

"A hidden inner world? Impossible. She hasn't even reached the fourth level of the innate realm yet, and she doesn't have any literary skills. How could she have such an inner world?"

Chen Fei felt extremely absurd. After the first three levels of the physical body, building the foundation, opening the meridians, and gathering and storing energy, martial arts turned to the cultivation of internal organs and acupoints.

The acupoints of the human body contain infinite mysteries. Starting from reaching the fourth heaven, the body begins to condense the inner microcosm, until it reaches the ninth heaven, the inner scene is fully accomplished.

The secret realm of supernatural powers is where the inner scene and the outside world converge, constantly sublimating the essence and power of the inner scene.

The Wen Palace opened up by Wenxin was equivalent to the inner essence of martial arts at the celestial level from the very beginning, but its magic power was insufficient.

Zhao Linglong's inner vision was surprisingly like a palace of literature, and the Dao was placed in the void, not in the same space with the internal organs of the physical body. It was obviously the inner vision of a celestial being.

"A web of love? Fade Chen, are you actually a demonic villain from the Linglong Demon Sect?"

A violent murderous intent flashed in Zhao Linglong's eyes, and her crisp and soft voice became much rougher.

She seemed like a different person, with violent star sword energy and magic power, as well as violent murderous aura.

Chen Fei clearly felt that this girl was no longer the same girl, she had lost her mind!

"This chick turned out to be a bitch. She figured out it was me in the armor a long time ago!"

The moment this thought came to mind, Chen Fei's eyes flashed red.

Zhao Linglong appeared in front of him like a flash of red light, teleporting, and placed her palm on the heart-protecting mirror on Chen Fei's chest.

Bang!

Chen Fei flew backwards, his armor shattered by a palm strike, and he vomited blood and sprayed out a blood mist.

Chen Fei felt as if his body and spirit were torn apart by a violent sword energy. If her sword energy was not constructed with the power of stars, and the power of heaven in Chen Fei's sea of ​​consciousness was not also stars, he would have exploded with this palm!

This is the true combat power of a Hanlin scholar, and her magic power is still increasing rapidly.

Chen Fei clearly saw that the magic power had begun to erode her body and soul at an extremely fast rate, as if it was about to burn the source of her life.

"There's no other way. If I don't absorb that power, I'll die!"

boom!

As Chen Fei thought about it, the light ball floating in the center of the hall and the two statues deep in the hall exploded at the same time, turning into three beams of light.

Chen Fei took a sip, and with a whoosh, the three rays of light were swallowed into his stomach like noodles.

The three rays of light condensed into a ball, and Chen Fei suddenly felt all the power around him, all of which was absorbed and condensed by the three rays of light.

The next moment, violent demonic energy burst out from Fade Chen.

Zhao Linglong clung to the last bit of clarity, but when she saw the evil spirit on Chen Fei, she was still so angry that she cursed.

"Fade Chen, you still say you're not a demonic thief?"