This is almost the most difficult one that Yuan Hong encountered when he came to this world, not from the physical torture, but from the soul, which is clearer and more painful.

In his soul sea, the primordial spirit phantom sat on the platform, under unparalleled pressure, constantly using means to resist, but he was still sad to death, even more terrible than Ling Chi.

It was a momentum that was so huge that it made people desperate, towering like a magic mountain, vast as the sea, although there was only a trace of breath descending, it was like a heavenly knife slashing, constantly hitting Yuan Hong's primordial spirit.

This is a kind of tempering, to be precise, it is a kind of heavenly might, it is the oppression of the blasphemer, and it is also the measurement of the comer, not a peerless masterpiece, there is no qualification to set foot here at all.

The black pressure of the Demon Ridge is like a real dragon lying down, unable to see the edge at a glance, cutting off the void of the main piece, and dividing it into two places with the abyss, one is full of vitality and is a holy place for cultivation, and the other is desolate and ancient, revealing infinite weirdness.

Bang!

Thunder rolls like a drum beating in the sky!

The black mist above the mountain ridge surged, coming out of the inexplicable void, but it couldn't fall even a little, and was easily pushed away by a mysterious momentum, no matter how powerful it was, it couldn't shake the slightest!

Yuan Hong saw from a distance that black shadows were haunting in the black fog, some were only a few zhang high, and some were as big as mountains, they haunted in the black fog, roaring, like heavenly ghosts.

A sharp claw poked out, easily wiped out a mountain range, and the sharp claws were dozens of meters long, grabbing the earth out of ravines, surrounded by a thick black mist, which made people creepy.

It's terrifying! I can't imagine how powerful it will be, I'm afraid that no one in the abyss can compete with it, and those ancient pure-blood xenos can fight.

If it really fights, it will be turned upside down, almost no one will be spared, and the entire abyss will be pierced with thousands of holes, it must be a monstrous magic light, and the supernatural power will bloom with a peerless edge.

Fortunately, there was a light in Yuan Hong's body that kept on, making those black shadow creatures extremely afraid and not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool!

Call!

Yuan Hong took a long breath, like a long sword flying out, cutting off all the big stones! He stretched out his arms, like a spirit ape, and like a Tianpeng spreading its wings, his physical body released a terrifying potential, like a furnace burning.

His body was fearless, very relaxed, and he was completely able to resist the oncoming momentum, but his head was still shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and the big tendons on his forehead were twisted and twisted, constantly beating.

"Oh my God, is this the Yuan Shen who wants to kill me?" Yuan Hong couldn't help but exclaim.

It was so painful! He felt that the Yuan Shen was creaking, constantly being slashed by the terrible momentum, and the beating was clanging, not only did he have to move his qi and blood to resist the external oppression, but he also spent a lot of effort to condense the Yuan Shen!

The pain from the soul is the deepest and most dangerous!

At this moment, Yuan Hong's soul sea was like a raging storm, and the movement was too big, so he had to stop for a while and find a remote and hidden place to stabilize his Yuan Shen.

Pain! unimaginable pain!

Can't speak, can't speak, makes people despair.

The sea of souls, the angry waves were like waves, almost shaking, making Yuan Hong have a headache, as if he was about to explode, his Yuan Shen Phantom sat on the platform, under all the pressure, almost crushed.

The heavenly power seems to have turned into a heavenly sword, hanging over the sea of souls, extremely powerful, but it can cut people and gods, and a series of heavenly thunders appeared, they kept falling, as if they wanted the small figure sitting on the platform to be wiped out.

That is the real heavenly thunder, otherwise Yuan Hong would have fallen, it is a terrible vision, and it also has great coercion, if it is an ordinary monk, it will not be able to bear it at all.

The thunder rumbles, and it continues!

If it weren't for the black runes blooming with brilliance and opening the black canopy to support the sea of souls, Yuan Hong would have been shattered at this moment, and his soul would have been wiped out.

"Oh my God! It's terrifying! This can't be resisted at all, even if my Yuan Shen soul is strong, I can't withstand such a temper!" Yuan Hong wailed, he was born with such a powerful soul power, he couldn't bear it anymore!

"Your uncle! I don't believe that Ji Peng is stronger than me above the Yuan Shen, how did they carry it?"

Yuan Hong is very confident, although he is at a disadvantage above the attack, but he is born with a strong soul, far more than his peers, and he has condensed the Yuan Shen during the Qi training period, although it is an illusory shadow, but once it is known, he will be surprised and tremble!

There are so many ancient wizards, and few can do it at this age, no matter how talented they are, the path of cultivation must be slow step by step, unless it is the reincarnation of an ancient sage.

"Ah・・・・・・! I have to find a way to resist the suppression of the general trend, otherwise I will be left with Dao wounds, which will affect my lifelong cultivation!" He dived into the depths of a large river, sat on a large rock, and controlled the Yuan Shen wholeheartedly.

"There is a mixture of things, and they are born from nature. Lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, but the strong word says: Dao, ・・・・・・"

"There are four great domains, and people live in one of them. Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature. ”

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and ・・・・・・"

Yuan Hong continued to recite the scriptures of the Tao Te Ching, one by one like Hong Zhong Da Lu sounded, long and far-reaching, like the ancient power to speak, this is the mantra of the avenue, is the carrier of the avenue, once recited there are many visions.

Golden lotus flowers, exuding a faint fragrance, growing from the sea of souls, each flower is like gold poured, densely covered with sermons, vague like supreme treasures, immortal supernatural powers, and like the most simple Taoism.

Golden lotus descends from the sky, and the glow flies to ten thousand ways.

Yuan Hong's Yuan Shen Phantom sat in the golden lotus, at this moment the divine and extraordinary, like a fairy chanting, the golden light flew up one by one, holding up the falling thunder light and the heavenly sword, and finally continued to wear out, turning into a streamer.

The golden light is mysterious and extraordinary, accompanied by the sacred and simple Taoist sound, like a golden bridge has been erected, and a piece of heaven has been opened.

The golden lotus descended from the sky, this is a legendary vision, the appearance at this moment has reduced Yuan Hong's pressure a lot, he continued to recite the scriptures, the voice became louder and louder, almost the entire soul sea was spread, and every word had a terrible rhyme.

He slowly immersed himself in it, realized the infinite mysteries, and seemed to see a magnificent Dao Palace, to deduce the terrifying law, the surrounding soul power was constantly extracted, turned into various weapons and flew away.

At the beginning, it was a simple Dao Tower, ordinary and ordinary, even a little shabby, but it was naturally charming, slowly selected in the soul sea, and suppressed time and space.

"Uh・・・・・・!" Yuan Hong felt that the pressure was light, and with the appearance of the pagoda, his will became more and more condensed, and the inexplicable Dao rhyme came out, and the phantom of the Yuan Shen was clear.

Mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful!

Dao Ke Dao, very Dao Dao!

The tower rhyme is natural, intoxicating, it shook slightly, it suppressed the ten directions, devoured everything, as if flying from chaos, with the charm of turning decay into magic, Yuan Hong stroked his hands, and unconsciously began to make a mark.

Immediately afterwards, the pagoda disappeared, and there was peace above the sea of souls, but Yuan Hong did not dare to slack off, because he felt the power of palpitations, which was the eve of the storm.

Boom・・・・・!

Suddenly, the sky changed! It was not the abyss, but Yuan Hong's soul sea, filled with a strange and terrifying momentum, much stronger than the previous momentum, like an ancient magic mountain falling.

The thunder light was too blazing, and the heavenly Yuan Hong soul was raging over the sea, just like the real heavenly thunder, and the electric light was like a dragon running around, it was really unimaginable that a young man in the Qi training period would encounter such a terrible thing.

Such a heavenly might, so vast, it is simply desperate, there is no trace of vitality, if it weren't for Yuan Hong falling into the Dao realm at this moment, he would have been frightened to the sky, because this is a desperate situation.

No one can survive such a terrible calamity at this age and in this realm, even if they are born with a Dao body, or have a terrifying physique and invincible bloodline, they are not sure.

Because, this has exceeded the great realm too much, even if it is useless to fight with all its might, under the power of heaven, everything is crushed into ashes, this is the catastrophe that descended from this heaven and earth.

The majestic Demon Ridge is like a dragon, descending on terrifying coercion, as if it has been offended by coercion, and awakens from its slumber.

Yuan Hong fell into the Dao realm at this moment, and the spiritual light in his mind kept flashing, he came into contact with the most mysterious method, and tried his best to grasp it, and the Dao Sutra in his mouth became more and more grandiose.

Burst!

Suddenly, Yuan Hong showed an intoxicated smile, waved his hands, and the primordial spirit phantom formed a seal, and involuntarily hit forward, turning into a fairy light and flying out, dazzling.

When ・・・・・・!

A bell rang, and suddenly exploded in the sea of souls, and a large bronze bell flew out of the fairy light, the size of a mountain, and the thunder light that rolled as soon as it appeared stopped, as if time was frozen.

The same simple and natural, but there is a terrible Taoist rhyme, the big bell is full of patterns, imprinted with the sun, moon and stars, the earth and mountains, there are congenital gods and demons fighting, there are ancient ancestors sacrifice, there are supreme immortals preaching, there are terrible trolls roaring.

It hung in the void and did not die, and with a slight flicker, it emitted another bell, like a divine sound when the heavens were opened, with an unpredictable mystery, which made Yuan Hong's soul sea shake, and then his spirit was shocked.

The sound wave slowly rolled out like water, silently dispersing those terrible heavenly forces, and the lightning and thunder were wiped out in the sea of souls, and everything terrible disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was a little dumbfounded, like a dream, and everything that had just been terrible was gone, as if it hadn't happened, except for a mysterious bell hanging there.

"Imperishable Seal"

Yuan Hong's primordial spirit phantom actually opened his mouth at this moment, woke up from the Dao realm, and spoke slowly.