Ordinary martial artists can step into the Triple Heaven of the Condensation Realm by condensing the Three Zhangs Divine Soul Phase, but Xiao Jiange has already condensed the Three Zhangs Divine Soul Law Phase, and still has not stepped into the Triple Heaven of the Condensing Realm, which shows that his Divine Soul has not yet reached the point of condensing the Divine Realm.

This should be the reason why this kid has refined the bloodline of the reckless demon beast, Jian Guzi thought.

The strength of the physical body is too strong, so that the requirements for the divine soul also increase to achieve balance.

Thinking of this, even if it was Jian Guzi, he couldn't help but sigh, shocked by Xiao Jiange's chance, such a rare demon beast as a barbarian demon beast could be found by him, it was really a blessing.

After all, some warriors may not be able to see the shadow of the reckless demon beast in their lifetime, or they may not be able to kill it if they see it.

"Ancient Pregnant Spirit Ice Crystal Phoenix, Reckless Demon Beast Refining Body and Shaping Bones, this kid seems to have achieved the ultimate realm along the way of concentrating" Jian Guzi thought slowly, and was suddenly shocked to discover such a phenomenon.

"Ha, with the inheritance of martial arts idiot, if this kid can really grow up, maybe he can really become the next martial idiot, or even stronger!" Jian Guzi suddenly thought with confidence, looking at Xiao Jiange's figure more and more satisfied, and a trace of compassion moved in his heart.

"That's it, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, don't let the old man down. Jian Guzi looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Uhh

His eyes are gradually blurring, this is due to the headache, the pupil light is gradually fading, and the vitality is slowly passing away.

"Uh, are you going to die, no, I don't want to die, I haven't avenged the tens of thousands of wronged souls in the Xiao Mansion, how can I die like this. Xiao Jiange couldn't help but shout loudly in his heart, his eyes revealing unwillingness, but his pain overwhelmed his consciousness and nerves.

Xiao Jiange's body exuded a faint black light, and the dark and blue light flickered on Xiao Jiange's body in a mink coat, looming.

Among the black light flickering on Xiao Jiange's body, there was also a subtle turquoise light flickering in it.

That little bit of green light seemed to be a trace of life force in death.

"Hmm, it looks like he's survived the hell diagram, and I don't know how many layers of hell he can get to eighteen layers of hell. Jian Guzi couldn't help but look expectant

Although Xiao Jiange was lying on the eighteen-layer hell map spread out on the ground, his qi was gone, but his breathing was steady, so Jian Guzi knew that Xiao Jiange's soul was sucked into this eighteen-layer hell map.

Seeing such a situation, Jian Guzi felt a palpitation, as if the scene of the will to break through the eighteenth layer of hell was vividly in his mind.

Even after many years, looking back now, it still makes Jian Guzi feel palpitations.

It was precisely because he relied on his firm will to break through the eighteenth layer of hell that led to today's achievements.

Eighteen layers of hell map, when comprehending, one's divine soul will be sucked into the space of the hell map by the hell map, and that space is eighteen layers, with ten halls of Yama incarnation, each layer of their own soul will be more and more condensed, after the eighteen layers of their soul will reach the realm of the Dharma phase and enter the four heavens of the condensation realm.

The world only knows that the soul forging supreme Xuanxuzi, its divine soul method is as high as six zhang, but they don't know that the sword valley divine soul method that has experienced the eighteenth layer of hell is seven zhang, and it is one zhang higher than Xuanxuzi, if it is not for the refining and refining of the Xuanxuzi to enter the five heavens of the condensing god realm for the cave, otherwise this soul-forging supreme strength is afraid that it is the gray-robed and white-haired old man in front of him.

Jian Guzi couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes looked at the sixteen zhang hell map that spread out, and the first three-inch picture was shining, which meant that Xiao Jiange's soul was already there, and Jian Guzi had a look of expectation in his eyes, wanting to see how many layers of hell Xiao Jiange could pass.

In a dark space, the white mist wandered slowly, like a lonely ghost, and there was no one around, except for the white-haired figure of a mink coat. Clouds

"Uh" Xiao Jiange slowly woke up, his head was still a little painful, as if it was about to crack, and he couldn't help but snort.

He got up slowly, only to feel that the vision in front of him was in a trance, with a ghost, Xiao Jian Singer held his head and calmed down, and then looked at the surrounding scenery and couldn't help but look weird.

"What is this place, where am I?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but muttered to himself.

He stretched out his palm to find that his body had become transparent and crystal clear.

"It seems that I am now a spirit body. Xiao Jiange noticed that he was abnormal, and immediately understood, and knew his current situation.

Then he looked in all directions, only to see the white mist floating, a forest, in this misty white fog in front of a faint stone bridge looming, the bridge body exudes a pink light, it looks extremely deep, penetrating.

Xiao Jiange stabilized his mind and walked forward, passing through this white mist to the stone bridge.

I saw that this stone bridge was winding and winding, and it seemed very weird.

Xiao Jiange had no clue, so he had to step forward steadily and cross the bridge.

The crisp footsteps of "sneering" echoed all around, leisurely and leisurely, and it looked terrifying on the stone bridge where no one was around.

"Nai, Nai, Nai" Just as Xiao Jiange was walking slowly, there were suddenly calls that echoed in all directions, and the source of the sound was difficult to distinguish, as if it came from all directions.

The voice is bleak and tactful, like crying and crying, and it is extremely permeating.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a magic power in this Dao voice that can affect the Dao heart of the martial artist, even if it is such a determined person as Xiao Jiange, he actually feels numb in his heart, extremely itchy, and his Dao heart is a little unstable.

"Yes, it seems that I have entered the space of the eighteenth layer of hell diagram, and this bridge is the Nai He Bridge. Xiao Jiange's thoughts were clear, and he suddenly said in a low voice.

"However, the Nai He Bridge on the eighteen-story hell map is the position that appears in the last picture, and only those who have experienced the devastation of the eighteen-story hell test can enter the Nai He Bridge. Xiao Jiange suddenly said in confusion.

"That's right, that's the order of the dead, I shouldn't be dead yet, so I have to go against the grain" Xiao Jiange's eyes suddenly lit up, he figured out all the key points, and looked behind him with a trembling heart at the moment.

Sure enough, a faltering old figure suddenly appeared in the white mist where he was before.

It was a gray-haired old woman, and in front of him was a jar of porcelain, the size of a square foot, filled with a turquoise liquid, and the liquid was boiling with foam, which looked terrifying.

And the gray-haired old woman held a wooden spoon and swayed the green liquid in the jar.

The old woman seemed to notice Xiao Jiange's gaze, and suddenly turned her head to stare at Xiao Jiange.

I saw a mole on the corner of the old woman's mouth.

This old woman is

Meng Po!