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"Boom boom boom!"

His heart was vibrating like a drum, his originally solid spirit became dazed, and the strange eyes under the mask spread instantly.

In the windless palace, the yellow silk-like mask covered Tang San's face, and the hanging ribbons moved automatically in the wind, as if being rolled up by the wind and sand, stretching and waving wantonly.

Somehow, Tang San's consciousness seemed to have sunk into an ocean he was unfamiliar with. In this completely unfamiliar sea water, he even had the rare feeling of suffocation. It was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. His spirit also became more dazed.

'Is this a dreamland?No... we can't continue here...'

Being in this completely unfamiliar place, even Tang San's mind felt a sense of urgency from the bottom of his heart.He could feel that if he couldn't hold on here, his body in reality would probably perish too!

After realizing this, behind his stiff body, the Dharma form that had been standing there suddenly became more active. The golden vertical pupils between his eyebrows burst out with golden light, bursting out with lightning speed. It collided with the mask on Tang San's cheek.

"Om-!"

A dull buzzing sound echoed in the empty room. This attack condensed Tang San's magical power, which was even stronger than the ninth soul skill of ordinary titled Douluo. Even if there was a hundred-level god, Tang San thought that it would be enough. Will not be weaker than the other party.

But when it really unleashed an earth-shattering offensive, it had no effect at all when it collided with the seemingly flimsy yellow silk mask.Even the floating yellow silk ribbon was not affected at all.

This highly anticipated blow did not have the desired effect, and Tang San's eyes under the mask became increasingly distracted.

In the spiritual sea where he did not know where he was, his spiritual body was like a rootless duckweed, wandering with the waves.It was as if the tide of existence and nothingness was tearing at his roots, his memory, his consciousness, and even his identity.And swept his spirit, moving forward in an unknown direction.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, the tide surrounding him seemed to disappear in an instant. The sudden loss of suffocation and the rush of air made Tang San unable to help but take a deep breath, and even broke his breath and coughed.

The tide disappeared, and looking up, the ocean that was originally as unfathomable as an abyss had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a huge desert that could not be seen to the edge at a glance.

The strong wind carrying sand and dust swept across, etching traces on the undulating sand dunes. From a distance, it looked like undulating mountains. Every inch of the picture fully reflected the uncanny workmanship of nature.

In the sky, there were no clouds, and the five-wheeled sun like a huge disk stretched across the pale golden sky, spreading endless light and heat, causing Tang San, who had just escaped from the abyss, to fall into pain again.

Although it is not like the abyss of unknown origin, which can give him an unbearable suffocation feeling when his body is fused with the color of the stars, but in this desert, the body temperature of more than [-] degrees is definitely not a place where ordinary people can survive normally.

The light of the sun is scorching everything here, and the water in the body is constantly evaporating.If an ordinary person suddenly comes here, I am afraid that he will turn into a mass of corpses that have lost all water in an instant!

Tang San could feel the tenacity of Xing Zhicai's vitality more and more at this moment.In addition to his body being able to withstand the scorching heat here, the yellow silk mask that had been covering Tang San's face seemed to be at ease, dancing the tentacle-like ribbons wantonly and wildly, and the densely packed strange runes also lit up with a faint light. .

"Whoosh..."

The strong wind swept through the sand and dust, gradually covering Tang San's stiff body.

Although the harsh environment outside had no effect on Tang San's body that was fused with the Color of Stars, the scorching light seemed to be able to pass through the barrier of the body and scorch Tang San's spirit wantonly.The soul that had just broken free from the endless abyss was struggling in pain. The suffering of the two worlds of ice and fire made it impossible for him to even scream, and he could only stand in the endless desert.If his chest wasn't still heaving, it would be like a weathered stone sculpture.

Only the yellow silk mask covering his entire face was unaffected, dancing in the wind and sand, becoming the only decoration on the sculpture, dotting the desert.

1 minute?One hour?A month?Or has an eternity passed?

Finally, when his spirit gradually sank, the dancing yellow silk mask suddenly froze, as if feeling some supreme energy, it froze on Tang San's face.

The spirit turned by the mask gradually recovered, but what happened next made Tang San fall into a deeper level of madness.

It's vast, ancient, and indescribable, but it seems like there are traces to follow.

At this moment, in Tang San's perception, a black hole that was absolutely impossible to appear seemed to appear, swallowing up everything reasonable and unreasonable, leaving only an unobservable singularity.

In the sky, the five great suns emit endless light and heat. The light and radiation produced by nuclear fusion cover every corner of this vast desert.But no matter how dazzling the frightening sunlight is, no matter how ubiquitous it is, it still looks so small under the gradually approaching grand pressure.

Just by noticing the trace of aura leaking out, Tang San had the illusion that he was facing an entire galaxy. In front of that supreme being, he was like a mote of dust on a giant... .

Old days!

There is no doubt that this is a true old-time existence. Even if it does not show its body, just relying on its aura can make people unable to resist at all.

This was still the idea of ​​Tang San, who had absorbed and assimilated the Color of Stars. The superior independent races sounded bluffing, but they were still like ants in front of the real old days.

Ordinary strong people who have even weaker resistance to pollution will fall into eternal madness the moment they sense the aura!

The wind and sand blew, and the mask on Tang San's face was no longer active at this moment, but fell into a rare silence.On the forehead of the mask, a strange yellow mark gradually appeared, as if echoing the unknown old ruler, shining with a faint yellow light.

Under the influence of this unknown force, Tang San's consciousness became increasingly drowsy.When he suddenly woke up, a yellow mask suddenly came into view.

The brain seemed to be pierced by a thousand needles at the same time, and there seemed to be 1 different consciousnesses tearing each other apart.

Thousands of voices echoed in his mind, and at this moment, facing the pollution caused by the past almost destroyed Tang San's reason.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the twisted and fragmented title among the millions of chants——

The King in Yellow! ! ! !