The soul of the Oriental Journey ethereally follows an invisible trajectory. At this point, he wondered very much, wasn't he dead, how could he still be conscious, how could he still have thoughts, what was going on, was this what was going on, was it like this after death? He couldn't figure it out.

Dongfang Xing had no way to move independently at this time, and it was useless to struggle desperately, so he followed a fixed trajectory and no longer resisted. I don't know how long it took, but he vaguely felt that he had entered a dark passage, and he felt that this dark passage was endless, and although he tried his best to feel it, there was nothing. Could it be that this is entering a black hole?" Dongfang Xing thought to himself.

Gradually, he began to feel the extremely amazing cold hurricane in the dark passage, the unbearable heat, the strong smell of medicine, and a powerful thrust that made him fly unstoppable, as if through a cleaning passage, everything in the passage was washing away the soul of Dongfang Xing. Dongfang Xing endured everything in the dark passage, and he had no choice but to endure it. The hurricane hit Dongfang Xing strongly, the heat made Dongfang Xing very uncomfortable, and the strange medicine was corroding him, his body had been completely lost, so now it could only corrode his soul!.

Dongfang Xing even fantasized about his skull, isn't it scary? Is there still a skull? Without a skull, where is the soul stored?

I don't know how long it has passed, he feels that his soul has been blocked, and he only hears a voice that makes his soul feel terrified: "This kid is from the East, he is a descendant of pure ancient blood. Look, the bloodline has been fully activated. Let him try it in the old medium empire. ”

Dongfang Xing clearly felt that he was being pushed into a more gloomy passage by a powerful invisible force.

Dongfang Xing realized at this time that he might have been crossed. Before his death, Dongfang Xing often took time to read some fantasy novels on the plane, and he also had fantasies about crossing. Although he is crossing now, he has no support, nor does he have any specialty, how can he survive in another world? Isn't it quickly out? After he discovered this, he relied on his powerful life force to resist the thrust of the dark passage, and he never left. After some struggle, Dongfang Xing found that he could really stay there, and found that many figures passed by one after another, hurriedly heading towards the other world. But it didn't take much effort for him to stay in it and not be swept away by the undercurrent. He realized that this was a manifestation of his strong vitality. Hehe, Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian either, and Dongfang Xing is secretly proud. At this time, he could really only be secretly proud.

Because he has no body to bear, only the soul, so he can easily stand upright in the dark passage through which countless lives shuttle.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice that frightened Dongfang Xing's soul sounded again: "Hey, this kid's vitality is so strong, he can actually stay in the Netherworld Soul Devouring Dao?

Dongfang Xing was looking forward to someone appearing to talk to him, so he immediately raised his doubts: "I don't have anything to rely on, even if I go to the other world, I can only die, it's better to stay here, I can still have my own thinking, at least I still exist." Otherwise, if I die again in the other world, I'm afraid I won't be allowed to cross again. Isn't that going to be a complete extinction?"

"Haha, boy, you still have a mind? Are you really still awake now? This place didn't even devour your original soul? Hehe, with your amazing vitality and soul endurance, you must also be a hero in the other world. You won't lose. The voice was clearly much softer.

Dongfang Xing still insisted: "I'm afraid, I can't survive without dependence." "Dongfang Xing still doesn't go. He won't let others coax him away easily, since he has an afterlife, he has to live for himself, instead of acting on other people's faces, and I have to make my own decisions about my own affairs!

"Stinky boy, do you want to bargain with me? Do you really want to be scattered?" The voice became even colder, and there was a faint coercion in the voice, which made Dongfang Xing's soul tremble a few times. But Dongfang Xing didn't say anything, he expected a turnaround, and it was a big deal to be driven away.

But then there was a breath that drifted towards him silently, and that breath was filled with a thick smell of yin qi and medicine.

"Hmph, boy, I don't believe you can survive the forcible cleansing of this soul-devouring netherworld. It will definitely make all the memories of your past life disappear. You brought it on yourself. Cheng is strong, you are not qualified enough. Let's go to the path of reincarnation. As he spoke, the voice faded away.

Dongfang Xing slowly felt it, the erosion of this soul-devouring ghostly breath on his soul began to exert its power, Dongfang Xingshi clearly felt the crisis, because the mysterious medicine with a strong smell was decomposing his soul, and that corrosive gas was gradually corroding his soul, and with a two-pronged approach, his soul began to tremble, began to retreat, began to become smaller, yes, his soul was slowly weakening.

Is this going to be gone? Are these ghosts going to play really? Is it really going to make my soul go away? It's really a big deal now, no, I have to think of a way, I can't just wait for death, right?

However, no matter how Dongfang Xing tried to find a way, his soul still continued to shrink, he wanted to struggle, he wanted to call, but it was useless. Everything goes on and on. The soul that was faintly visible to the naked eye completely dissipated at this time. It's just that the consciousness of the Oriental trip still exists. But later, even consciousness began to blur.

In the blur, he vaguely felt that his soul had begun to separate, and gradually, the soul and the spirit became independent, and each of them became two ethereal phantoms. The breath of the Soul Eater and the Netherworld immediately pounced on them, surrounding them separately and beginning to devour and wash them with impunity.

The consciousness of the Oriental Trip began to crumble. He felt that his consciousness was no longer independent, but entered his soul, and then drifted and drifted, absorbed into a very vast heavenly river, and kept drifting on that river, but from the river there was a powerful attraction to absorb its soul. A very old female voice shouted at his soul, "Hurry into the River of Forgetfulness." Otherwise, my wife won't recognize who it is. ”

Under this fright, Dongfang Xing's soul, which was almost about to disappear completely, suddenly shook, and Dongfang Xing suddenly had a clear consciousness, he clearly realized that a few dark red lines appeared in his soul, and the dark red lines began to surround his soul at an astonishing speed, quickly winding the soul into an entity, a blood-red mass the size of a fingernail. Then he began to break free from the attraction of the river of forgetfulness and tried to fly away.

"Hey, this person didn't drink the old woman's soup? That ancient voice came, and then a huge illusory palm that almost covered the entire vast river of forgetfulness directly grabbed Dongfang Xing's soul in his hand. The soul of Dongfang Xing is still struggling. The blood mass jumped persistently in that infinitely huge palm, unyielding.

The giant hand grabbed it a few times, but it didn't catch it.

"Oh, it turned out that he came from that old thing, did he want to embarrass me, in that case, I won't let this old thing get your wish. Run me fight, you old thing is a little bit worse. Boy, don't need reincarnation, go through time. That giant hand seemed to stain Dongfang Xing's soul with something, and then the proprietor felt relaxed all of a sudden, and the dark red blood mass broke away from the grasp of the giant palm, and immediately left the top of the Forgetful River at a rapid speed, and drifted back to the Netherworld Soul Devouring Dao.

At this time, the soul quickly moved closer to the spirit of Dongfang Xing, at this time, his spirit had almost completely disappeared, only a little afterimage remained, but the soul still leaned towards it, and immediately formed a new soul of Dongfang Xing, at this time, those soul-devouring spirits and the breath of the Netherworld seemed to be afraid of the soul of Dongfang Xing, and fled in all directions, scattering birds and beasts.

Hey, Dongfang Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thanks to Mrs. Meng, otherwise there would only be reincarnation.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice that terrified Dongfang Xing's soul sounded again, but the tone was much calmer: "Boy, you actually drove away all the soul-devouring ghostly breath? So it's up to you, now you have three choices, one is stealth, one is flying, and one is amnesia. You can choose any one, and this can be regarded as my reliance on you, because in the past 20,000 years, in addition to Situ Wuji, you are the second person who can stay in this passage without being blown away, and you still have your own thinking. What a geek!" The voice even smiled, and it seemed that the owner of this voice had a good impression of Dongfang Xing.

Dongfang Xing compared: "Then let's have the ability to fly." "Voyage of the East chose the ability to fly because it allows it to take the initiative and put itself in an advantageous position. The other two features are also tempting, but they don't have this ability to attract him.

"Hehe, interesting. Dongfang Xing boy, I will give you this ability, in fact, it is a light functional force, which can be moved, can be light, can teleport, can fly, and should be able to be used as your dependence. At the beginning, the old man gave Situ Wuji a variety of clothes, and now I will give you one. It can be regarded as a treasure for emergencies. Go ahead. But two hundred years later, I want to see if you can really make achievements, otherwise I, Zhong Kui, will find you to take back this dependence. He could hear the voice drifting away, and at the same time, Dongfang Xing felt an infinitely majestic force send a shock to his soul, and he didn't know anything.

Only when he lost everything, Dongfang Xing's soul seemed to remember the memories of Meng Po and Zhong Kui!