At this time, the stairs under your feet began to sound, as if they were about to break.

Wang Feng frowned slightly, and then gently floated to the next golden step.

In the state of spiritual and soul, I seem to be unable to exert anything in this illusion world.

"What the hell is this fantasy world?"

Wang Feng thought to himself.

The ghost things made by God just like to coax people.

This angel illusion world is just like the Rakshasa secret realm, and it is a little special.

The soul wanders here and feels as if everything has been purified. However, this place is more special.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from behind.

Wang Feng looked back and saw a humanoid monster with three wings on his back.

His skin was light golden, with horns on his head and the wings on his back were not the wings possessed by angels, but more like bat wings. The demonic wings exuded a terrifying aura of destruction and terror, attacking Wang Feng.

Wang Feng frowned slightly and quickly stepped up to the golden steps.

And every step taken, a golden step in front disappears instantly. This means that there will be no way out.

Wang Feng did not hesitate and moved forward quickly.

The monster on his back, which looked like an angel and a demon, kept chasing Wang Feng.

Just as he ran like this, Wang Feng suddenly felt an extremely irritable feeling suddenly arise because there was no way out, and every step forward meant that it was irreversible.

‘This angel fantasy world is strange and can affect the emotions deep in people’s souls.’

Wang Feng extinguished that irritable mood in an instant.

His soul is extremely pure, and it is impossible to stop him by just such difficulties.

Then, Wang Feng seemed to think of something.

He suddenly stopped and faced the monster behind him.

Seeing Wang Feng stop, the monster seemed to be stunned, and then he immediately came directly towards Wang Feng.

The huge monster, holding a spear, spread its blood-black bat wings behind it, instantly passing through Wang Feng's body.

In an instant, Wang Feng's soul swayed, and he felt that his mental power seemed to have solidified a little, but the next moment, the monster disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenes began to change.

The countless golden stairs in front suddenly moved, and patterns like water waves appeared in the air. Countless golden stairs quickly formed a platform at Wang Feng's feet.

As the space shook, the water waves around it changed rapidly, and a new space appeared in front of you.

In front of you is a palace.

It is somewhat similar to the Great Light Heaven Judgment formed by the ninth soul skill of Qiandaoliu!

But, in comparison, it is a huge number of things!

The door of this palace alone is hundreds of meters high!

People are so tiny that they are like dust in front of this door.

At this time, the palace gate opened and a glimmer of light burst out from it.

It only opened a gap, but it seemed as if the world had left a gap, which was very strange.

Wang Feng hesitated for a moment, the angel fantasy world was full of weirdness.

The monster just now seemed to be fake. When he passed through his body, Wang Feng felt that his soul was slightly shocked and had no effect. On the contrary, his body was a little solidified, which meant that his mental power had also become stronger.

His current mental power is semi-solid, a bottleneck, and it is difficult to improve.

Even the secret of the previous word has encountered a bottleneck and has no inch to improve in practice.

But it was improved a little bit just now, which was obviously unusual.

He suddenly stopped just now, and he was the premonition of the previous word secret.

Wang Feng had a premonition that if he kept escaping, there might be no end in the end, and it would be difficult to break free.

The palace in front of you is also strange.

"As Qiandaoliu said, in this angel illusion world, it is just to remove the darkness in the heart of the trialist, make the mind turn into a perfect state of mind, and become bright and holy. For me, this kind of trial should not be needed."

Wang Feng shook his head secretly and walked towards the gap exposed at the gate of the Angel Palace.

The moment he walked in, Wang Feng heard a sound like a big bell, resounding throughout the palace.

Dang~!

Dang~!

This is a magnificent palace.

There are seven angel statues in total within the sight!

Pure gold all over.

Every angel exudes a pure and righteous atmosphere!

I don't know how high it is above the palace.

But each of these angel statues is at least hundreds of meters tall! From a distance, it is a mountain!

Each angel holds a holy sword engraved with different patterns!

The ancient patterns seem to represent a special language!

Seven statues, showing a archery momentum, looking at the center, the most huge and sacred angel statue!

"This is…"

Wang Feng was stunned. The seven angel statues seemed to represent different powers.

Wang Feng felt the seven blood-gold pattern on his body, which was a little burning.

The golden pattern in half of the blood pattern seemed to be flowing.

"The one in the center seems to be the angel god."

Wang Feng frowned.

Because he had seen the phantom of the angel, Wang Feng could naturally see the clues.

But the remaining seven angel statues seem unusual.

At this moment, everything unknown made it difficult for Wang Feng to move in the slightest.

Qian Renxue hasn't found it yet, but she has encountered this wonderful thing.

"Why not move forward!"

At this moment, a loud sound of Hong Hong suddenly came from the front.

Wang Feng was shocked. Could this voice be the voice of the angel god?

"If you don't move forward, your future will have no way out! She is right in front of you!"

The big sound of Honghong came again!

Wang Feng thought about it, then walked forward and walked directly to the first statue!

In an instant, a huge spiritual force penetrated Wang Feng's eyes from the eyes of the angel statue, penetrating his soul!

boom!

The mental power seemed to explode in an instant!

That spiritual power of the true god brings endless crushing of ignorance.

At the same time, Wang Feng's silent seven blood-gold patterns began to light up!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the angel's martial soul burst out with endless light.

The energy emitted by this angel statue is something that Wang Feng has never felt before.

It seems to be able to cleanse a person's soul...

In the hazy daze, Wang Feng silently recited the secret of the previous word, feeling the light emitted by this angel statue.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Feng’s consciousness seemed to return, gasping for breath, looking at the angel statue.

He understood.

The power emitted by this angel statue is completely opposite to that of the blood pattern.

Just now, if I could not bear the power of the mental power released by the other party, it was very likely that the blood pattern would break and the soul would collapse.

Because he is not a real body, he still has seven blood-gold patterns on his body at this moment.
Chapter completed!