"Tsk, it's really amazing!" Ding Siyan looked at Shi Qingyu, his eyes were full of mockery, "Do you want me to heal you, otherwise you will be seen by the master like this, I am afraid that you will be punished!"

"Slut, I don't need you to take care of my affairs!" Shi Qingyu roared angrily, waving his arm, Ding Siyan fluttered like catkins, and easily avoided Shi Qingyu.

"Even your strength has become so small, it seems that you really can't do it. Ding Siyan laughed loudly, his body trembled, especially the two pieces on his chest, and the eyes of those scattered cultivators on the side were a little straight.

Shi Qingyu turned his head and stared at those scattered cultivators, feeling Shi Qingyu's gaze, the others quickly lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at them again. Shi Qingyu's eyes were red, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he walked forward alone, and then disappeared into the light door.

"Senior Brother Shi is already injured, why do you want to stimulate him like this!" Zhang Weiqi shook the paper fan in his hand and frowned slightly.

"You don't have to take care of my affairs, you have to have the ability, go and persuade him and see what he can say!" Ding Siyan's eyes showed hatred, but he immediately hid it, returned to his previous glamorous posture, twisted his waist and walked into the light gate. Zhang Weiqi shook his head and followed.

And with the departure of the three of them, the other casual cultivators walked into the light gate one after another. The sudden summoning of the Purgatory Ancestor caught many people off guard, most of them were cultivating in the Gathering Spirit Villa, feeling the improvement of their cultivation, but they didn't expect such a good thing to end so quickly.

There was unwillingness in their hearts, but when the eighth-order powerhouse called, they didn't dare to disobey, so they could only follow. Some of them glanced around with some nostalgia, many of them had come to the so-called secret realm for the first time, and they didn't know if there would be such an opportunity in the future.

However, after a while, the people near the Guangmen disappeared, time flowed, and from time to time there were people who came to the vicinity of the Guangmen and stepped into it, all of them came from other places, and the demon beasts in the territory of Tianfeng were far away from here. There is the aura of the Purgatory Ancestor on the light gate, which is the coercion of the eighth-order powerhouse, and the ordinary demon beasts have long avoided it, how can they come to find death.

"I can go on my own, you can let me down. ”

Two figures appeared near the light gate, and it was Shen Cong and the others. At this moment, Gu Quan looked up at the light gate in front of him, and said with a smile on his face.

"Well, take care of yourself. Shen Cong nodded and put Gu Quan down. That dense forest was a little far away from the Guangmen, and it took Shen Cong a long time to come, and he didn't dare to delay in the slightest. The Light Gate only lasted for half a day, and if it couldn't arrive within half a day, then it would be trapped in the Tianfeng Realm, and then it would be bombarded by the Purgatory Ancestor himself.

"Thank you this time!"

Coming to the light gate, Gu Quan hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

"This incident started because of me, and I don't dare to accept your thanks. Shen Cong laughed softly.

"But you did save me!" Gu Quan's face also showed a smile, Shen Cong could speak in such a tone, indicating that he really recognized him, which made Gu Quan's heart feel a little warmer.

"Let's go. The Purgatory Ancestor suddenly changed his mind, afraid that the real test was coming. Shen Cong patted Gu Quan's shoulder, his expression a little dignified.

It was said that it would be a hundred days in the Tianfeng Realm, but now it has only been less than twenty days, if it weren't for important things, the Purgatory Ancestor would not have let these chess pieces reduce the time of training, because it was not in line with their own interests. Because he didn't know the reason, Shen Cong didn't know the bottom in his heart, so he naturally worried more.

Gu Quan nodded and walked into the light gate side by side with Shen Cong. A feeling of spinning came, and when Shen Cong opened his eyes, he was already in the original square. The Purgatory Ancestor was still sitting in mid-air, his body constantly transforming between reality and fiction, making it impossible to figure out where the real body was.

Shen walked from the two of them to the crowd and stood up, no one spoke, and no one dared to speak, so he waited quietly. Suddenly, Shen Cong felt a wisp of murderous intent enveloping him, and Shen Cong raised his head just in time to see Shi Qingyu's gaze. Cold, cold and arrogant, and at the same time with the cruelty of a beast, by now, Shi Qingyu no longer concealed his killing and hatred for Shen Cong.

"Wow!"

Shi Qingyu raised his right hand and wiped his neck, with a cold smile on his face. Shen Cong's expression did not move, and he lowered his head again. Yi Wenhao stared at Shen Cong's direction, his eyes were full of thoughts, he didn't know if Shen Cong succeeded in ascending the eighth layer in the end, after all, Yi Wenhao himself had only walked half of the eighth layer mountain road, and although he had walked to an unprecedented distance with arrogance in his heart at that time, he still failed in the end.

Inevitably fell off the cliff in the end, Yi Wen Hao took the initiative to retreat, and then Yi Wen Hao waited on the seventh floor for a long time, but he didn't see Shen Cong coming down, which made Yi Wen Hao disappointed in his heart At the same time, he also had a little more hope, maybe Shen Cong had already fallen off the cliff?

But now looking at Shen Cong's full breath, where is there an injured appearance, and then look at Shi Qingyu, who fell off the cliff, although he saved his life, and there are various elixirs, but he still looks seriously injured, and it is difficult to recuperate well after a while.

"Did he really go up? impossible, absolutely impossible!" Yi Wenhao subconsciously shook his head, Yi Wenhao didn't realize that his strong confidence in himself had already begun to waver.

After another stick of incense, the light gate finally dissipated, and the eyes of the Purgatory Ancestor opened, and the colossal momentum pressed on the entire square, and everyone felt their shoulders sink. Shen Cong's eyes narrowed slightly, compared to the aura of the stone tablet on the eighth layer, the Purgatory Ancestor was actually stronger than the master of the three breaths.

"In three days, you will go to a place, that is the meaning of your existence!" said the Purgatory Ancestor, and the sky above the Purgatory Island changed, fluctuating with the words of the Purgatory Ancestor. He didn't explain why he left the Tianfeng Realm in advance, nor did he say where he was going, because he didn't need to, as an eighth-order powerhouse, the Purgatory Ancestor didn't need to explain anything, he just needed to order.

"Forbidden!"

With one hand, the surrounding aura was violently shaken, and a totem took shape in front of the Purgatory Ancestor, the initial totem was only the size of a finger, but in the blink of an eye, it had already covered the sky over the entire square. A force that made the soul throb, Shen Cong's heart sank slightly, and he almost subconsciously used the hidden dragon transformation, it seemed that only in this way could he resist such a force.

But in the end, he was forcibly endured by Shen Cong, and if he really made a move to resist here, Shen Cong's only result was to be bombarded by the Purgatory Ancestor, and there would be no other possibility. Shen Cong looked up at the totem, the spirit patterns above swam, exuding strange energy, just a glance, it actually made Shen Cong have a dizzy illusion, and the whole divine soul was also slightly lowered.

"Seal!"

The Purgatory Ancestor slapped out with a palm, and the entire totem shattered, and the broken totem did not dissipate, but turned into countless small totems, and then disappeared into everyone's foreheads. Someone subconsciously wanted to dodge, but as soon as he took a step, his whole body exploded and he died.

When the others saw it, they were all shivering, and they all stopped, obediently letting those Tengtu into the soul. Shen Cong's hands were tightened, these totems were definitely not good things, and entering the divine soul was even more harmful. But Shen never had the ability to resist, not to mention that he was only a sixth-order cultivator now, even if he really broke through to the seventh-order, even if all the True Yuan physique was promoted, it would be useless to face a strong person like the Purgatory Ancestor.

The totem entered Shen Cong's mind, and suddenly turned into a huge net, wrapping Shen Cong's entire soul sea, and the green energy began to penetrate into the divine soul. There was no pain, no other abnormalities, this totem seemed to be illusory, but Shen Cong could feel the threat in it.

Life and death are only in the thought of others, and they usually don't affect anything, but when the Purgatory Ancestor needs it, he can control everything, and if he doesn't want to die, he must listen to the Purgatory Ancestor, and such a totem, if it tortures people, it is also extremely terrifying, and the soul refining and forging is just like this, and even the process of soul extraction is completely omitted.

"Three days later, here, let's disperse!" the Purgatory Ancestor waved his hand, and the whole person disappeared, and everyone in the square was silent. The divine soul has been planted and banned, and now they have to completely obey the orders of the Purgatory Ancestor, and if they have other crooked thoughts, they will have to consider whether they will die.

Maybe the things arranged by the Purgatory Ancestor can be completed, and the ban on the divine soul can be lifted. But even the eighth-order powerhouses need their help, no matter how you look at such a thing, it will definitely not be simple, they may die directly in the mission in three days.

"A bunch of cheap cultivators!"

Shi Qingyu snorted coldly, the injury made Shi Qingyu unwilling to even do superficial kung fu, glanced at Shen Cong, and finally turned to leave. He had to recover from his injuries in three days, at least half of them, or he would die in the final mission.

"Ah, it's great that you're not dead, do you want to come with me at night?" Ding Siyan's voice sounded in Shen Cong's ears, and Shen Cong didn't respond, but followed Xu Hu towards the accommodation.

The divine soul was controlled, which made Shen Cong lose his most basic calm. Life and death are completely in the hands of others, which is unacceptable to Shen Cong, and the totem must be broken. But with the prohibition personally ordered by the eighth-order powerhouse, where is it so easy to break, even if Shen Cong moves the totem a little here, the Purgatory Ancestor will immediately find out, and then directly blow Shen Cong to death.

I don't know when I returned to my residence, and everyone seemed preoccupied. Although casual practice is not able to access the advanced secret methods and those good cultivation resources, there is also an advantage, and that is freedom. And now on Purgatory Island, not only is there no freedom, but the secret resources are only the promise of the Purgatory Ancestor, whether there is or not is it two words, and it is strange that the mood can be normal at this moment.

"If you have these things, you can exchange them with me, and I know a little bit about the totems!" Xu Hu walked in front and said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned, and some people looked at Xu Hu suspiciously. This is the ban under the Purgatory Ancestor, Xu Hu is not even a personal disciple, how can he understand the prohibition.

"If you believe it, come to me, and if you don't believe it, I don't say it. Xu Hu chuckled and turned to leave. No one followed Xu Hu, but at night, no one could say whether anyone would try it.