After 90,000 years of experience in hell, Jiang Han has already realized that in this heaven and earth, he is too weak, even if he is used as a pawn, there is no room for resistance, and only by seizing every opportunity can he control his fate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After two full hours, the first drop of blood finally fused completely.

Countless thoughts intertwined in Jiang Han's heart, and the fusion process of the countless black liquids continued.

"Tick!" The second drop fell on Jiang Han's conscious body.

"Boom!" Just like last time, terrible thoughts like a huge wave swept away.

"Kill!" "Death!" "Silence!"

Countless chaotic, tyrannical, and murderous consciousness thoughts raged, tearing Jiang Han's divine soul apart, colliding with his consciousness, and with the strength of Jiang Han's will, he once again crushed these consciousnesses into slag, absolutely crushing!

"The intensity of consciousness released by this black blood seems to be related to the realm of the bearer itself?" Jiang Han said secretly: "Their consciousness intensity should only be at the level of the True Dan Realm. ”

With Jiang Han's current consciousness intensity, he is in the home field of his own mind body, so he naturally wins easily.

The black liquid spread, and a terrifying pain swept over again, and countless black silk threads began to transform the soul again.

To fuse the black liquid, you must first kill the consciousness thoughts it releases, and then you have to bear the pain of tearing when it merges with the divine soul, fortunately, Jiang Han has experienced 90,000 years of tempering in hell and has gone through the road of reshaping his true self, which he can easily withstand at the beginning.

Even, he still has the extra mind to comprehend the law of water and the law of space.

And as time passed, a drop of blood fused, and the consciousness thoughts released in the blood became more tyrannical and powerful, so Jiang Han felt even more painful when he fused his divine soul.

One day, two days... Ten days, one month, two months... Seven months passed quickly.

"Pain!"

"Crazy!"

"Torment!"

At this time, Jiang Han felt extremely tired, and this fusion process was different from his previous experience.

The road of reshaping the true self took only a few days before and after, although the incomparably painful tearing of the soul was the most painful for Jiang Han, but with strong faith, he finally survived.

In the 90,000 years of hell, although Jiang Han will experience countless tortures every day, there will always be a chance to rest and recover in the middle, and the intensity of the pain will not increase... That environment is more of a despair born of endless years of torment!

And this path of fusion is not only tearing apart his divine soul every moment, but the intensity of the consciousness that gushes out of the blood is still increasing.

It's like two horse-drawn carts, one horse pulling half a ton of cargo at a time. And the second horse began to pull a hundred catties, and then increased ten catties each time.

The first horse can last for many years, and over time, the second horse will definitely die of exhaustion, and even if it is not exhausted, it will not be able to pull at all.

What Jiang Han is experiencing now is like this second horse.

"In seven months, I have fused more than a thousand drops of black blood, but my observation alone is only a small half, but my soul is very tired, and the consciousness released in that blood is extremely powerful... If I continue to raise my consciousness at this level, my consciousness will definitely be destroyed, and there will be no way to fuse it all!"

How much black blood there was in this black land, Jiang Han didn't know.

"All the previous inheritors have failed, but I will never give in, never!" Jiang Han's heart was as firm as a knife: "I must succeed, I must!"

"Raise the intensity of my consciousness!"

"Fusing that black blood has made my divine soul more than ten times stronger, and my consciousness strength has also increased by more than ten times, but this is not enough, the consciousness intensity released by that black blood has increased even faster. ”

"If I want to fight against the collision of consciousness that is getting stronger and stronger, I must improve my soul faster... Let's go to the Yuan Tribulation... Let the soul fuse more karmic fire essence, and sharpen my will faster!"

Jiang Han's heart moved, and in the Metaverse of his physical body, the incarnation of his mind entered the mouth of the pitch-black hole from the top of the Metaverse, and began to move towards the deeper part of the sea of karmic fire, fusing more and more powerful Yuanyang karmic fire.

At the same time, the fusion of black blood and Yuanyang karmic fire made Jiang Han's consciousness strength begin to soar... But both sides tore apart the soul at the same time, and the pain Jiang Han endured also reached an extreme.

In terms of pain alone, it has even surpassed when he reshaped his true self at the beginning, even if Jiang Han's will is much stronger now than it was at the beginning, it is extremely difficult to endure such a terrible pain for a long time.

"My heart is the same!"

"I'm the only one!"

"No matter how much torture he inflicted, he couldn't shake my heart. Jiang Han's heart was roaring and roaring.

Just as recorded in the biography of the previous life, there are generals who scrape bones to cure poison and laugh about playing chess, and there are people with lofty ideals who do not reduce their pleasure in the burrow, which is the embodiment of knowing one's own heart and knowing one's original intention, and this is the case with Jiang Han today.

"I, Jiang Han, if I succeed, I will become the descendant of the master of Shenyuan, and I really have the support to cross the heavens, and it is not an extravagant hope to even become a peerless existence such as King Wuzu of Yuan in the future, and at that time, I am afraid to enter the heavenly realm, and I really have the hope of controlling my own destiny!"

"Failure, soul destruction, then... My persistence in Hell for 90,000 years, the persistent pursuit after reincarnation, everything is a bubble phantom... It's all empty!"

"Come on!"

Maybe his soul was trembling, his heart was trembling, but he endured all this silently with great faith, completely isolating all pain from himself, so as to continue to absorb the essence of karmic fire and continue to improve the intensity of his consciousness.

...

In the bright world.

The noble figure in the white robe overlooked Jiang Han who stood quietly in the middle of the endless light in the distance.

"I have already passed the initial stage, and I have fused more than two thousand drops!" his face was calm: "In the past hundreds of millions of years, there have been no less than a hundred cultivators who have come to break through, but less than ten have been able to come this far. ”

"He is the youngest, his cultivation is very weak, and the difficulty is also low!"

"Is there any hope of success?"

Although the white-robed figure had experienced countless ups and downs, at this time, he still couldn't help but feel a little wave in his heart, and he had a trace of hope for Jiang Han.

...

Qianyuan Sect, Yunwu Mountains, on the Bamboo Rain Peak.

Quiet and peaceful.

A wonderful posture, like a streamer across the sky, purple clothes fluttering lightly, moving with the wind, gauze covering the face, leaving only a pair of jasper crystal eyes, breaking through the clouds and falling in front of the gate of Zhuyufeng Mountain.

She stepped into the mountain gate before she spoke softly: "Tongmen Chenxin, come to visit Jiang Han's protector!"

The voice was soft, echoing on the bamboo rain peak.

Soon, Ying Ying walked out with many servants, she came to the front of the mountain road, bowed down and said, "See the dust Xin protector, the mountain master is not in the sect. ”

Ying Ying has a very clear understanding of some peerless geniuses in the sect, and the same talent of the Tu Yu Fairy in front of him is peerless, and he is only in his twenties and has also stepped into the True Dan realm not long ago.

"Where did he go, and where did he come back?" the purple-clothed girl asked with a slight frown.

"A year ago, the mountain lord led his relatives to the fiefdom and has not returned since. Ying Ying said respectfully.

"A year?" the purple-clothed girl muttered to herself, asking, "Where is his fiefdom?"

"Listen to the mountain master, it seems to be in Jiangbei County, Yanzhou. Ying Ying said.

"Jiangbei County?" The purple-clothed girl's eyes flashed with a hint of color, and then she turned to leave, and soon disappeared into the Cloud Mountain Range.