The first one to rush in front of Zheng Xian was definitely not the silver ghost that Zheng Xian wanted to see.

Zheng Xian sighed slightly, remembering the last side of himself and the silver ghost.

When the silver ghost was leaving, he proudly said that he wanted to live for himself once.

Zheng Xian knew very well that the silver ghost at that time left with the idea of death, and the silver ghost was very relieved to hand over Hao Guang to him at that time. At that time, Zheng Xian and the silver ghost didn't think that Hao Guang would be threatened, and the hope of the silver ghost was very simple, he didn't want Hao Guang to become a pillar of talent, and he didn't even care if Hao Guang could live a long life and be a hundred years old, what he cared about was that Hao Guang could live well until he grew up and was able to stand on his own, how simple and humble this hope was.

But the silver ghost didn't expect that one of his choices would lead him into such a catastrophe, and even affected Hao Guang.

Zheng Xian didn't feel too much guilt about Hao Guang being caught by the Yin Poison Sect Master, even if he kept Hao Guang with him, he couldn't reverse anything.

The picture of the silver ghost chewing Hao Guang lingered in Zheng Xian's mind, and the hateful and desolate eyes may become Zheng Xian's indelible memory for eternity.

Poison Gate!

Zheng Xian spit out these three words heavily.

Zheng Xian put on the scroll of retreat, branded the Buddha skin treasure belt with the sacrificial refining of his vitality, and sent it into the jade, and glanced at the corpse under his feet like a sea, and the spirit above his head was like a locust.

Zheng Xian suddenly felt that this kind of world was definitely not the world world he wanted, Zheng Xian felt that it was very necessary for him to go to the fairy world again to see what the world world in the fairy world was like, if the same was true of the fairy world, then Zheng Xian would be able to make a choice between those dilemmas.

For the sake of destroying one world and destroying another, for the enjoyment of some people, the corpses of other people are piled up like mountains.

No matter what you do, it's not just and it's not fair.

This is a fundamental struggle to the death.

Zheng Xian once felt that the contradictions between the two sides could be reconciled, but when he saw ten thousand corpses on this corpse mountain.

Listen to the screaming spirits above your head.

Seeing Yan Hongji's vicious soul refining method.

Zheng Xian knew that there was no way to reconcile the immortals of the Dao Dao, there was always one who wanted to override the other, and there was always one who was to be bullied and trampled under his feet.

Those who become the cornerstone under their feet are either immortal cultivators or mortals.

Zheng Xian didn't know what the relationship between mortals and immortal cultivators was like before the division of the Dao Immortals, but judging from Zheng Xian's current situation, it was absolutely impossible for mortals and immortal cultivators to be at peace with each other.

The most important reason is that the world has changed, the previous world world is not divided, and the vitality is full of vitality, and the immortal cultivators do not lack ways to absorb the power of vitality.

Moreover, the cultivation of immortal cultivators is generally not too high, and the consumption of vitality is relatively low.

But now because of the stripping of immortals, the cultivation of immortal cultivators has been spawned to a terrifying point in the immortal realm where the vitality is vigorous.

Just as the locusts are called, once these immortal cultivators return to the human world, what will become of the human world? If they can't satisfy the immortal cultivators' demand for vitality, will these immortal cultivators eat people?

Zheng Xian of other sects doesn't know what will happen to the Dao, if it is this Yin Poison Sect, even if it is not because of hunger, they will definitely kill people and eat people, because the foundation of the Yin Poison Sect's supernatural power exercises is to refine souls and corpses. The word "vicious" is by no means hung on it to scare people.

Immortal cultivators were very chivalrous at first, but after arriving in the fairy world, those originally chivalrous immortal cultivators all died, and most of the rest were existences such as the Yin Poison Gate, and even Buddhism and Taoism took refuge and no longer came out.

There is also the tragic Jingjian Gate.

The old man of sweet potatoes said that Jingjianmen is the first chivalrous sect in the world, and there are countless immortal cultivators who have killed those who have brought disaster to the world, but after entering the fairy world, they were almost killed, and the only few remaining monks hid in Tibet every day, and there was no place to stay.

Justice is dead, and chivalry is gone.

What is the difference between the so-called fairy world and the demon world?

Will the mortal world become a paradise for immortal cultivators? Will it create another demon world?

Zheng Xian walked to the entrance of the first boundary of this cliff, and was about to leave, when an extremely faint voice came from the soul beads.

"Zheng Xian, you let me go and leave me in this realm, this realm is a place to raise corpses and souls, and it won't be long before my soul is corroded and dissipated by the three veins outside, in exchange for telling you how to get rid of the identity of a human slave. ”

Zheng Xian sneered, ignoring Yan Hongji's last struggle.

Yan Hongji hurriedly shouted again: "Zheng Xian, I have the art of refining souls, the method of meat treasure, I am willing to teach you with all my money, no, it is a contribution to you, to help you go further in cultivation." ”

If you want to refine people into the appearance of a mountain of corpses and a sea of gods behind you, even if you give Zheng Xian such a magical power, Zheng Xian will definitely not learn it.

Yan Hongji's verbal temptation is no different from nonsense for Zheng Xian. On the contrary, it aggravated Zheng Xian's murderous intention, and there are countless ways for this thing to harm people, and it must not be allowed to spread in the world.

Yan Hongji saw that Zheng Xian was not moving, and he wanted to pour out all the brains he could give Zheng Xian, but he couldn't get any response from Zheng Xian.

Yan Hongji shouted: "Zheng Xian, you have hatred for me, it's just because of that silver ghost, I can call out the silver ghost's spirit." ”

Zheng Xian's footsteps slowed slightly, and he said, "Call it out and I'll see it." ”

Yan Hongji was overjoyed when he heard this, what he was most afraid of was that Zheng Xian didn't react at all, even if Zheng Xian refused, as long as there was dialogue, then it meant that there was a chance.

Yan Hong basically used the Corpse Venerable Ghost Venerable to kill Zheng Xian, and he already had the idea of dying, but when the word death was coming, how much could he face calmly?

Yan Hongji hurriedly said: "Zheng Xian, if I call him out, you will definitely let me go?"

Zheng Xian spoke: "You can bet on my mercy to see if I still have the slightest mercy for you." ”

Yan Hongji hesitated when he heard this, and Zheng first spoke: "Forget it, what can you do if you ask the spirit of the silver ghost to come out? ”

Yan Hongji hurriedly shouted: "No, no, I have refined his divine soul several times, but I didn't expect that his self-consciousness is extremely firm, and he has obviously endured the pain that a person's divine soul can't bear, but he just doesn't choose to annihilate his own self-consciousness, and would rather bear more pain than carry it to the death." ”

"This is also the first time I have seen such a divine soul, because the divine mind has not been lost, so he was still imprisoned by me in Meng Po soup to endure boundless pain, sharpening his divine soul, such as he is willing to bear more pain but still retains a spirit, it is definitely the best material for refining divine soul monsters. Nor can it be integrated into the corpse and ghost honor. ”

"Take me to Meng Po Soup to have a look. ”

Yan Hongji asked again, "Zheng Xian, will you definitely let me go?"

Zheng Xian said: "You have no room to bargain with me, I said, after you can do everything, pray for my mercy and mercy!"

Yan Hongji hesitated and stopped talking, obviously pinning his hope on the kindness and mercy of others, he was not sure at all, because he was an existence without the slightest kindness and mercy, and he didn't believe in that kind of thing at all.

Zheng Xian saw that Yan Hongji didn't speak, and immediately walked towards the entrance of this realm, without the patience to wait.

Seeing that Zheng Xian was about to step out of this realm with one foot, Yan Hongji suddenly screamed sadly: "Wait, I'll take you there, please have mercy." ”

In front of me is a boiling oil pot, this oil pot is afraid that there are hundreds of square sizes, all the inside is bubbling boiling oil, and there are several bridges on it, shrouded in the steam that escapes after the oil bubbles burst, it looks like it is in hell.

This is Meng Po soup, the Meng Po soup that can make people forget everything!

It is said to be oil, but it is naturally different from ordinary oil, this oil can cook the soul, Zheng Xian only got a little closer, and he felt that his soul began to burn, and even had the feeling of boiling with the boiling oil in the oil pot.

This kind of boiling pain comes from the depths of the soul, and that feeling is like putting your heart, liver, spleen and stomach alive on an iron plate and frying. The pain that comes out of the heart and eyes cannot be suppressed, cannot be scratched, and makes people just want to die quickly.

There were bursts of terrible screams from the soul beads, and at this time, Yan Hongji, who had only a divine soul left, could not withstand the scorching power next to the oil pot even in the soul beads. The screams of slaughtering pigs are endless.

Zheng Xian ignored Yan Hongji's howl of pain from his spirit.

Stretched out his hand and pulled a huge fork from the side, and then came to the side of the oil pot, and under the burning pain that penetrated his soul, he stuck the fork into the oil pot and kept fishing.

Basically, the ten forks can fork out a divine soul, but unfortunately these divine souls are not silver ghosts, and these divine souls have all lost all their original divine thoughts, leaving only a violent empty shell, as soon as it is fished out, it will swoop towards Zheng Xian.

Only the intense pain, hatred, and resentment before the burst remained, making these spirits extremely aggressive.

Whenever he encountered such a divine soul, Zheng Xian smashed it with a mountain seal, and directly smashed it to the ground. If one is not enough, it will be hit twice, Zheng Xian smashed it quite resolutely!

Zheng Xian can completely include these divine souls in the soul beads, maybe it will be useful in the future, these divine souls are the existence of cultivating the spirit body, they are all big ideas, even if they are stored and used to feed the Miaoyin Toad, it is also good, but Zheng Xian chose to smash it, just like the silver brain loach, the spiritual weapon that gives birth to spirituality is a rare treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, but Zheng Xian has no covetous heart at all, refining it and then fast!

Zheng Xian kept salvaging and fished out dozens of souls, and Zheng Xian then had to stay away from the oil pot.

After being pregnant for a while, Zheng Xian was already a little unbearable just standing outside the oil pot, which was even more painful than the nightingale's sleepless beating and torture for ten days and ten nights.

Especially when fishing for the soul, an oil ball exploded in front of Zheng Xian's body, and a drop of oil splashed on Zheng Xian's wrist, Zheng Xian felt that his entire soul began to tremble, the oil droplet did not hurt the soul, but it created an extremely powerful pain, so painful that Zheng Xian almost threw the fork away. Zheng Xian couldn't imagine what kind of pain a divine soul would endure if it was thrown into this Meng Po soup.

Zheng Xian became more and more disappointed, because Zheng Xian didn't think that anyone could have such a powerful divine soul power, and he could cling to his thoughts and keep his spirituality in such boiling oil!

It is simply impossible to survive in this oil pot for dozens of days and still be able to maintain an unambiguous spirit.

Zheng Xian felt that if his divine soul was put into this Meng Po soup, he would be able to maintain his divine thoughts for ten minutes at most. Then he had to just die quickly and wipe out his own self and soul.

Zheng Xian originally felt that he was already a resolute person in Kobe, but at this time, his heart was cold, and he felt that his so-called perseverance was really ridiculous.