Don't enter Penglai and be an immortal?

Immortals?

Slay the Rubik's Cube as an immortal.

Demons, ask for it, but you can't get it!

These words kept popping up in Yang Chen's mind.

"Forget it, it's too far away from me. After a long time, he shook his head and took a sip of his glass.

On the other side, Zhang Ruoxu and those monks drank hotly, applauding one after another.

It was evening at the moment, and Zhang Ruoxu had been drinking with those people until the night, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and got drunk.

The earliest batch had already been drunk by Zhang Ruoxu unconscious, batch by batch, and he drank three batches of people alone.

Seeing this, Yang Chen had no choice but to get up and settle the wine money, pick up Zhang Ruoxu's sword on one side, and help him up and walk towards the courtyard on the other side.

"You've only drunk twice and you're a big drinker, and you're wonderful. Yang Chen pestered Zhang Ruoxu and scolded with a smile.

However, the other party did not react, like a dead pig.

Luckily, the compound is not very far from the restaurant, just through an alley.

After settling Zhang Ruoxu, Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the room and sat down on the stone bench, with a wave of his right hand, a jar of Tengyun drunk and a wine glass appeared on the stone table.

Raising his hand to pat the mud seal on the wine jar, a rich aroma of wine overflowed.

Picking up the wine jar, leaning down slightly, the spiritual power surged, and the wine in the jar gathered into a trickle and slowly filled the wine glass.

Picking up the wine glass, Yang Chen took a sip.

He liked this way of drinking, not hurrying, and his whole heart seemed to settle down.

It was separated from the street by a few courtyards, and the noise from there had become faint to this side.

The bright moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard, covering the whole courtyard with a light veil, the insects chirping one after another, the noise of people in the distance, and the intermittent spread of the distance, added to the silence of this late night.

Yang Chen glanced up at the night sky, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness welling up in his heart.

It was a kind of loneliness without any sense of belonging, the city, the family, the blessed land, the cave, but there was no place for him.

He is like a flat boat, floating in this 100,000 city boundary, there is no dock, there is no safe haven, there is no end in front, but there is no shore in sight.

"Master, is this a dream?" Yang Chen muttered.

A month ago, he was still a tiger killer boy under Luoxin Peak, and now, there is no master, no Luoxin Peak, no cultivators, and even Ling'er and Sun Tian are not around.

Yang Chen actually had a feeling like a dream.

Is Luoxin Peak a dream, or is the 100,000 City Realm a dream, or is it neither, or is it both?

He suddenly thought of the cultivator.

It was a group of monks who couldn't distinguish between the real and the unreal, and were bent on seeking the truth.

But how can it be proved that it is true or false?

Is this true?

Yang Chen's eyes showed a trace of confusion, a trace of incomprehension, and confusion.

"Oh, what was I thinking, I even doubted its authenticity. Yang Chen smiled self-deprecatingly, and quickly drank the wine in his glass.

The spicy and fiery sensation flowed down the throat in an instant, burning in the stomach, warming the limbs and bones, and removing some of the chill from the cold night.

It also removed a little chill from his heart.

Are you running away?

No!

I won't run away!

Ling'er, Sun Tiandu is still waiting for me, there is no truth or falsehood, I firmly believe that it is true, it is true!

Yang Chen's eyes suddenly became firm.

He glanced at the jar and glass on the table, and put it away.

Suddenly he got up and walked towards his room.

In the courtyard, two doppelgangers slowly condensed and formed, one jumped on the roof, and the other stood guard in the courtyard, serving as a guard.

In the room, Yang Chen sat cross-legged, and a touch of purple light lit up on him, reflecting the peace and holiness of his whole person, and the purple qi was mixed with a faint gray, full of killing and ruthlessness.

Two completely different temperaments appeared strangely on Yang Chen.

In the sea of souls, the endless purple sea is calm. Above the Purple Sea, the inky black Doom Token lay lazily, and next to the Token, Yang Chen's soul sat cross-legged, although it was slightly dim, but it was much more condensed than when he first came to the Soul Sea.

On the one hand, it was because of the last fusion of a wisp of purple qi, and on the other hand, it was also because of his realm breakthrough, and the soul benefited.

And when the realm breaks through to the Tengyun Stage, Yang Chen can also start to cultivate the second level of the dream killing technique, and disperse the soul into a whirl.

Disperse the soul and turn it into a soul whirl, which can directly attack the monk with a soul and kill people invisibly.

This is the second level of the dream killing technique, soul destroying!

However, the cultivation of the killing technique in this dream is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, your soul will be scattered.

In particular, the condensation of the soul whirlpool must be condensed within fifteen breaths after the soul is dispersed, otherwise the soul will be scattered.

And to scatter the soul, Yang Chen didn't even have to think that the pain was definitely fatal, the last time the purple qi and murderous qi in the soul competed, he almost hurt him to death.

Therefore, he did not rashly cultivate the second level directly, but gradually condensed his soul first.

The more the soul is condensed, the faster it will condense into a soul whirl, and the success rate will naturally increase greatly.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen gently closed his eyes and quickly immersed himself in the sea of souls.

And the soul in the sea of souls sank into Yang Chen's heart, opened his eyes suddenly, and stood up on his own.

As soon as the soul moved, the purple sea below suddenly set off a monstrous wave, but the doom token above was just a penalty, and the purple sea suddenly calmed down obediently.

Yang Chen is now more and more closely connected with the Doom Token, and can already do the simplest control.

He felt that this token was extremely extraordinary, it could even absorb bad intentions, and it itself seemed to have the effect of breaking ten thousand laws.

Last time, even the seal of Dao Chenzi was broken by it.

Zihai quieted down, and Yang Chen directly pinched his fingers into a trick and led Zihai slightly.

Thundered

This moment seemed to anger Zihai, and it tumbled violently, but the doom token taken above did not have much effect.

Purple sea, purple gas, auspicious air?

Yang Chen snorted coldly in his heart, and with a pull of his right hand, a purple qi the thickness of his thumb was peeled out of the purple sea by him.

Boom

Bang bang

The purple sea let out a menacing roar, and the waves were monstrous, as if they were about to engulf Yang Chen's soul.

But there is a token of doom, and there seems to be an insurmountable gap between the purple sea and the soul.

The purple qi was pulled to the fingertips, and the soul sat down cross-legged again.

Feeling the purple qi in the soul sea that was full of holy meaning in the soul hand, Yang Chen's heart was a little settled.

He then shifted his mind to the Doom Token.

airplanes

The originally lazy token was under Yang Chen's control, and a black glow lit up, and a trace of black gas continued to pour out of the token.

Really!

The token contains bad luck, and as long as he can completely control the bad luck token, he can easily mobilize the bad luck in it.

The doom that comes out of the Doom Token is no longer between the virtual and the real in the past, but can be mobilized in a real way.

Yang Chen was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect his conjecture to be right.

If so, he will take a new path, one that even the creator of the dream killing technique has not succeeded.

Neutralize the purple qi with bad luck!

The bad luck was mobilized by Yang Chen very little, a little bit, but Yang Chen was very patient and unremittingly transferred.

As time passed, a trace of black qi gathered more and more, gradually forming a hair-thick doom, at this time, no matter how Yang Chen urged, the doom token was as unmoved as a stone.

With his current affinity for the Doom Token, he can only draw so much Doom at most.

Yang Chen secretly smiled bitterly, okay, let's try first what changes will occur when the Bad Will and Purple Qi are neutralized.

After thinking about it, his mind moved slightly, and a large amount of murderous aura turned into gray aura and poured into the soul sea, hovering around the soul, in case the misfortune was not enough, and the murderous aura was replenished.

After calming down the slightly agitated mood, Yang Chen began to carefully control himself and integrate into his soul.

rumble

As soon as the purple qi entered his soul, Yang Chen felt that the whole person was refreshed, a feeling of happiness in the soul, but it was followed by a strong suffocation, which came from the soul.

"Go!"

Yang Chen's forehead was bruised, his whole face was flushed, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

The wisp of bad luck in the soul sea swooped into the soul under Yang Chen's control.

The battle that Yang Chen expected did not happen, but there was a scene that surprised him.

The doom, which was only the size of a hair, turned out to be like a flood beast, directly rushing the purple qi the size of a thumb into pieces.

Immediately after the bad luck and bang, it dispersed again, turning into countless parts that covered the whole body of the soul, and wherever the bad luck passed, the purple qi had no ability to resist, and all of them were scattered, and then merged into Yang Chen's soul.

Even the purple qi that had been neutralized with the murderous aura before was all found and scattered by the evil spirit, and Yang Chen hurriedly controlled the mobilization of those murderous qi.

Doom's movements are very ferocious, it is a completely one-sided situation, the purple qi is fleeing in all directions, and the doom is constantly differentiating and differentiating. It didn't take long for all the purple qi to be integrated into Yang Chen's soul, and at this moment, there was still half of the doom in his body.

What exactly is this?

Yang Chen didn't have time to think, and hurriedly took out another purple qi from the purple sea.

If you don't take it, you will be punished!!

This kind of opportunity is rare, and the purple qi enters the soul and shows its majesty, and is directly decomposed by the bad will.

Finally, the doom and purple qi dissipated in the soul at the same time.

And fused two purple qi one after another, the soul became more and more condensed, and it didn't look like it was like before, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

Putting away the murderous aura in the sea of souls, Yang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and a purple glow flashed in his eyes.

This purple no longer wants to be mixed with gray in the purple before, but a pure purple, and he feels as if he is more connected to the whole world.

With his current soul state, if he fused two more purple qis, he would be able to cultivate the second level and condense into a soul vortex.

Now he can basically be regarded as the first peak.

If he uses psychedelia, he has no resistance at all in the middle stage of Tengyun, and he will also be hit in the later stage of Tengyun, as for the Chongxiao stage, he is not sure.

Every monk can break through the Tengyun Period, and his will is extremely firm, but if Yang Chen does it with all his might, it is still possible to make the other party trance-like for a moment.

Now he is invincible in the Tengyun period.

Truly invincible!

Whether it's a clone, a sword slashing technique or a dream killing technique, everything is invincible in the Soaring Cloud Period!

Tengyun is unbeatable!