Chapter 717

Yi Heng forgets Su demon's departure for the time being and goes straight up all the way.

The magic power in the elixir field has been restored as before. Yuanying sits in the elixir field with a satisfied look on his small face.

Although I don't know how many years he spent in hell, and how many times of life and death, he was almost doomed, but the harvest was enough to make him smile.

First of all, the soul can meet the source of the soul, and let him by chance swallow into the purple mansion and suppress it. As long as he can keep sober, it will only be sooner or later that the soul of Hongjun will be swallowed up.

Hongjun's soul contains the original soul. No matter whether he wants to or not, he and Hongjun will merge into one after swallowing. As Hongjun said, he is himself and he is himself.

The only difference is that from now on, it is not Hongjun who lives for himself, but himself or herself.

He was a little excited, some surging.

To obtain the source of the soul, I want to let the soul out of the purple house in the future, and the strength will go up to a higher level.

"I just don't know how long it will take to devour his soul!" He said to himself.

But suddenly he also thought of a way. If he could find the original soul in his soul first and swallow the source first, then the remaining soul would no longer have consciousness, then refining should not be too difficult.

This is a breakthrough in the soul. From now on, there will be a guarantee to continue on the road of longevity. How can he not be excited?

After swallowing the soul of Hongjun and driving away or abandoning all the wandering souls, the level of soul must have surpassed the transformation of God and pursued the friars in the period of practicing emptiness.

"Practice deficiency! Ha ha

He let out a laugh as he flew.

In this laughter, just like the joy in my heart when I escape from the heaven, I feel helpless and hard.

It is not only the soul who has been promoted this time, but also the magic power in the elixir field is surging with a trend of breakthrough.

He is too lazy to think about it. At present, the most important thing is to solve the problem of soul.

When he came to the earth, he was already at the peak of Yuanying period. At this time, he felt that with the overflow of his magic power, he could try to break through Yuanying in seclusion and try to advance into the divine period.

Of course, with his qualifications, it must be necessary to find a breakthrough pill to try Yuanying.

Although the source of the soul has been found, the physical quality has not changed and improved, but he has been used to it and is not able to do things.

In a twinkling of an eye, he has crossed thousands of mountains to the top of Kunlun Mountains.

Looking up at the mountain that goes straight through the clouds, I can't help but sigh at the wonder of the heaven and earth.

Even in the mainland of Zhongzhou, such a huge and towering mountain is very rare. What's more, the formation of this mountain peak, without the trace of monks' hands-on design, was naturally generated when the heaven and earth were opened up.

Take a breath and look around.

Although it is just at the foot of the highest peak, it is already the top of thousands of peaks.

Within a hundred Li, there are tens of thousands of peaks, each of which has a strange shape, such as overlapping mica, leaning against a painting screen, like a snail, or a fungus, or a book stand on a shelf, or a spearhead inserted into the sky, like a nose, a lion's head, a saddle and a human hat.

"If you don't meet at the head of the jade mountain group, you will meet at the bottom of the moon in Yaotai." He read the poems of Li Bai in a low voice. No, it should be Li Bai's poems two thousand years later. He sighed slightly.

Although Li Bai is known as a poetic immortal with thousands of beautiful poems handed down from generation to generation, he is just a mortal. How can he come to this group of yushantou in person?

If he can come here in person, I don't know what kind of grand poem will be left.

He was looking southeast.

In hell, there is no day and night, and it is difficult to perceive the passage of time.

How many years have you been in hell, or just in a flash, or yesterday? He doesn't know.

Now, has Jichang of the Zhou family held high the banner of anti commerce? Can Jiang Ziya gather all the Taoists in the world and set up a list of gods?

Suddenly, his mouth slightly pick.

God? Now on this earth, even they dare not call themselves gods. What are those Taoists?

Hongjun is considered to be the most powerful Taoist here. Now his soul is just a meal on his own plate, waiting to be eaten by himself. What's more, his disciples, his disciples' disciples?

He stood in the air, meditating for a moment.

The mountain wind, still whistling from the mountain, blew the Taoist clothes "puff".

It's just that the magic power that looms on the body covers a long head of hair and is not touched by the mountain wind.

Stretch out both hands, straighten and straighten the blue coarse cloth clothes, and then fold up the long hair to form a Taoist knot and fix it on the top of your head.

This is a habit he has developed since he entered the Yi men on the island. In his mind, keeping a low profile is always a good thing.

After a moment, he takes back his eyes, looks up and down, and nods with satisfaction.

At this time, he is just a very ordinary person who seeks and cultivates Taoism. After converging his majestic breath, he looks more like a mortal.After finishing packing, he suddenly raised his head and slightly stimulated the mana. Then the whole person went straight up along the towering mountain. In an instant, he penetrated into the clouds like an arrow.

The higher you go up, the higher you feel the mountain is.

If you don't climb the peak, how can you know the height of the sky? How can we know the depth of the earth if we don't face the deep water?

The sentence flashed into his mind.

I don't know why, the more he experienced life and death, the more he felt that it was not easy to live a peaceful life, and he would always think of the life of a former homestead man.

But after half a cup of tea, he could not continue to recall the scene.

I can only see the top of the peak, but the ordinary peak.

Ice and snow, a vast expanse of white.

It's just shocking that there's a whirlpool in the void just above the top of the mountain.

Without much thought, he would know that the thirty-six heaven, like hell, was another space.

Just enter the whirlpool, then transfer into the thirty-six heaven, and see the so-called immortal figures.

The Jade Emperor, the Queen's mother, the old king in heaven, and the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty.

He looked forward to it.

In the soul of Hongjun, there are only things about his disciples, and only about his living in the 36th heaven.

He didn't know much about other people or things, so he looked forward to it.

In the twinkling of an eye, he had already flown to the top of the mountain, and was about to rush into the void whirlpool.

His eyes were fixed on the top of the mountain.

A figure is obvious in the white snow.

"Taoist!" He said to himself that if he could get here, he must be a monk. Besides, he looked up at the whirlpool in the mountain sky and wandered back and forth in the snow.

It's like trying to enter the void vortex and transmit it, and it's like some fear.

He has a strong body and is dressed up as a Taoist. He looks very different in a spotted Daofu.

"Spotted dress? Why so familiar? And this figure... " Yi Heng's heart vibrates again, and his hair stands upright in an instant.

"Shen Tu Tian!" With a roar, the idea of killing in his mind could not stop pouring out.

In an instant, his whole body suddenly burst out with killing intention. The whole body of the young and middle-aged people in the purple mansion became dark and bright. At the same time, Hongjun's soul seemed to be breathing again and began to struggle.

The slightly anxious Taoist on the top of the mountain heard the roar, and his body also shook violently, but he did not turn around, but stopped his wandering steps in an instant.

At this time, Yi Heng is more determined. The man below is Shen Tu Tian, who has been struggling with him for ten years, and is unable to end his gratitude and resentment.

However, he was puzzled that he rushed up to find himself with the cultivation and vigilance of Shen Tu Tian.

Is it that his divine consciousness is just like his own and disdains to release it from time to time?

"shendaoyou, ha ha, long time no see, how about it? I don't know whether to call you Shentu Tian or demon clan? "

Kill the sky, snow detour.

His eyes turned red in an instant. He was no longer worried about killing. His words were full of ridicule and hatred.

But this is far from enough. When Shen Tu Tian, who is more than ten Zhang away, still has more vicious words to say.

After ten years of fighting with Shentu Tiantian, he escaped from the heaven again and again with luck. His strength became stronger and his means became more and more vicious and invisible. Gradually, he began to fear himself.

This time, on earth, in my hometown, see who can save him.

He thought bitterly in his heart, but to his surprise, Shen Tu Tian did not turn around or fight against Ji under the cover of killing intention, as if he had accepted his fate.

After a shock, he did not move any more and stood in the snow as if he were lifeless.

He was so perplexed in his heart that he released his divine consciousness and went away to cover the sky of Shentu.

As soon as he covered Shen tutian, he could see his face clearly, and his anger rose again.