Huang Xiaoyu leaned back in his chair, one hand propped up his temple, looking to his left.

What's on the left?

There is not a single hair.

What's the most shameful thing in the world?

It's not about trampling people into the dust, it's not about despising them from the bottom of your heart.

It's that someone just pretended to be a big force, and in the blink of an eye, the other party smashed it with the same force.

Just like just now, the Emperor of Heaven looked down on Huang Xiaoyu.

Huang Xiaoyu didn't even have the heart to look at the Emperor of Heaven now.

Originally, he wanted to use the Void Pill to control him and take him as a slave under his command.

Right now?

Excuse me......

This thing gave itself the last chance to survive.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The whip was whipped down on the Emperor Tongtian.

This is an insult without suspense.

The Emperor Tongtian had no power to fight back at all.

The vitality dissipates little by little, and the longevity disappears little by little.

He lay on the ground, motionless, not even breathing.

Li Yan said: "Sir, if he dies, the small universe he cultivated will also be annihilated. ”

Huang Xiaoyu snorted coldly: "He can't die." ”

That's right!

He can't die.

In front of a man who was revered by the ancient corpse gods as the Holy Lord, it was too simple for him to want to live forever.

Huang Xiaoyu stretched out a finger.

The nail of that finger, in a moment, grew three inches, and it was extremely sharp.

Gently pierced the chest of the Emperor of Babel.

A stream of black gas poured into the flesh.

After a few moments, the Emperor Tongtian had white eyes, fangs, and sharp nails.

Demigod turned into a zombie.

The law of darkness has come.

His soul was sealed in the flesh, and no one knew where.

Huang Xiaoyu didn't know either.

His flesh is immortal and imperishable.

If this is the case, the small universe he cultivated, that is, the Yuan Ling Universe, will last forever.

It's a big deal!

Huang Xiaoyu was excited.

He commanded, "Leave the dead, protect the Dharma for me." ”

Huang Xiaoyu's figure flashed, and he entered the Yuan Ling Universe of the Emperor Tongtian.

The Yuan Ling Universe is only one-third the size of the Heavenly Dao Universe.

The universe is divided into a thousand worlds.

Between the worlds and the worlds, there is not a sinking river, but a series of star field turbulence.

With similar effect, only by crossing the turbulence of the star field can he be promoted to Tianzun.

In this universe, all of them are primordial spirits.

What is cultivated is not magic, not law, but soul.

When the soul reaches eight hundred colors and enters the realm of the void, it can cross the turbulence of the star field and enter the sky city.

Huang Xiaoyu went to the Sky City first, and his consciousness was swept away, and he was very surprised.

There are more than 10,000 Yuan Spirits of more than 100 colors!

One of the worlds collided with the detached universe and collapsed, and all the primordial spirits inside died. But there are still nine hundred and ninety-nine worlds.

In every world, the stars are immeasurable.

Of course, not all stars have primordial spirits.

But it's a lot.

Six hundred and seven hundred colors, hundreds of millions.

I won't talk about the three hundred colors downwards.

From 300 colors to 600 colors, it is even more immeasurable.

It was too easy to swallow so many primordial spirits and create a divine soul.

And that's not even counting the Heavenly Demon Jar!

Come out of the Yuan Ling Universe and find the Heavenly Demon Jar.

It's a pity.

The Emperor Tongtian did not die, the divine soul was not extinguished, the Heavenly Demon Jar was refined by him, and there was also a prohibition of the gods added to it, Huang Xiaoyu could not be sacrificed at all, let alone entered.

Even if there are 10,000 extraterritorial heavenly demons inside, they can only look at the mountains of gold and silver, and they can't get them.

However, the Emperor Tongtian's Yuan Ling Universe is enough.

Huang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said directly: "Leave the dead, follow me, and enter the Yuanling Universe." Devouring Spell, I will pass on a mantra to you, which is enough for you to devour the Yuan Spirit below three hundred colors, although the energy will be wasted a lot, but even if you absorb one percent, it will be of great benefit to you. ”

A mantra turned into a point of light, and was pointed by Huang Xiaoyu into the center of the eyebrows.

Death is very important to him.

At least for now, very important.

It's a super thug.

Although he has a rebellious heart, he can definitely be invincible if he uses it well.

In this way, it is necessary to spend some means to adjust.

Both soft and hard, coercion and temptation, all are indispensable.

The benefits that should be given must not be stingy.

However, this benefit is simply too great for the departed.

Can you directly devour the Yuan Spirit, absorb one percent of the energy of the Yuan Spirit, and refine the soul?

This kind of technique can be called against the sky.

The divine realm, refining one's soul, has never heard of someone who can be so simple.

Enter the Metaverse.

Liyan stretched out his hand and grabbed a three-hundred-colored yuan spirit, and after devouring it, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he bowed to Huang Xiaoyu, whether he was sincere or not, his tone was extremely humble: "Thank you Mr. for your success, in the future, Liyan will obey Mr. and have no two hearts." ”

Huang Xiaoyu smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Who wouldn't say good things?

He had heard all the poisonous oaths.

In the previous life, countless immortal emperors knelt at his feet, chanting to preach and teach, as if they were their biological fathers.

However, the three disciples who screamed the loudest, when they finally pitted him, were the most ruthless.

It doesn't matter about loyalty, the so-called loyalty is just a bargaining chip for betrayal.

There is a saying that is true, every flower and leaf, there is a road.

In the mortal world, this sentence is simply the truth.

Huang Xiaoyu doesn't believe in death, only believes in himself.

He flew directly to the Sky City and began to frantically devour those souls of more than eight hundred colors.

Two eight-hundred-colored primordial spirits became one eight-hundred-one-colored.

Four of eight hundred colors became one of eight hundred and two colors.

Eight of eight hundred colors became one of eight hundred and three colors.

Huang Xiaoyu is now a ninety-ninety-colored soul, which is still ten colors away from the divine soul.

It seems simple.

However, to really cultivate, in terms of the eight hundred colors of the Yuan Spirit, I don't know how much I need to devour.

Roughly calculated, it is estimated that it will take more than 180 square meters.

This value is beyond the scope of human cognition.

Don't say it's based on eight hundred.

Even if it is a piece of paper, folded in half more than a hundred times, it is estimated that it can leave the solar system from the earth.

Fortunately, there are more than 850 colors of Yuan Spirits in the Sky City, some of them are 900 colors, and even a few of them have reached 950 colors......

Huang Xiaoyu doesn't have the heart to calculate math problems and yarn? The Returning Void Corpse Recipe Swallowing Technique operates, that is, swallowing.

Swallow it first, and then say, how much you improve, and in the end, there will naturally be results.

One month!

What Huang Xiaoyu did was devour the Yuan Spirit.

Start with the city in the sky and swallow it one world after another.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine worlds, all swallowed a fine light, soul level, but stuck in an extremely awkward position.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine colors!

When I dealt with the Emperor of Tongtian, I was a little impulsive.

He shouldn't have been turned into a zombie.

If he hadn't turned him into a zombie, the soul of the Emperor Tongtian would be nine hundred and ninety-nine colors, and if he swallowed it, two nine hundred and ninety-nine colors would just be enough for Huang Xiaoyu to be promoted to a divine soul.

It's good now.

The entire Yuan Spirit Universe, all the Yuan Spirits, had been devoured by him.

There are more than 970 colors of the soul of the dead, and if you swallow it, it is useless, and you can't even improve one color.

Now, I can only find a way to release the soul of the Emperor Tongtian.

Wait a minute!

Huang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up suddenly.

He thought of a solution.

If this method is used, the Emperor of Tongtian will die.

But who cares?

In the previous life, he entered the Tao with a corpse, and when he had just become an immortal and was still wandering in the sky, he encountered a powerful zombie. I almost got killed by that zombie.

Later, Huang Xiaoyu used the corpse coffin to trap himself and the zombie, and when he urged the annihilation rune on the corpse coffin, the soul of the zombie was directly extracted, and the body turned into ashes on the spot.

As long as you find the coffin of the ruins, you can extract the soul of the Emperor Tongtian.

Swallow it, and he will be able to cultivate his soul into a divine soul!