Within the sea of knowledge, the two of them competed, fighting for the strength of the soul, Hei Tiansuo had been the existence of the Eight Realms, and he didn't think that a monk who could not be in the Three Realms could do anything to himself, even now, his strength was not one in ten because of that fragment.

Just like what he called Chen Qingshan "doll", what is a "doll", a child who has no power to tie the chicken.

The meteorite that turned into a black sky fell from the sky, with a boundless sense of dead silence.

The sea of colorful knowledge is sunken, like a big glass bowl, and the center of the big bowl is Chen Qingshan, and now Chen Qingshan has been suppressed to the lowest point in this world by Hei Tiansuo.

This bowl is huge, while Chen Qingshan is small.

In this way, ants are trapped in the bowl and can be picked and eaten at any time.

"Engaging in such a big formation is just because I'm afraid of my escape." Chen Qingshan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the dark sky, and did not feel frightened.

After all, this is his Chen Qingshan's knowledge of the sea, and he has no reason to be afraid.

In a trance, the black sky came, and it had been living on that fragment for thousands of years, and it had been alienated to an extremely terrifying point, it was a black ball, only a head was exposed, and when it approached Chen Qingshan, there were spear-like spikes growing out of his body, no less than a hundred, long and short, about to pierce Chen Qingshan's soul.

The tip of each black thorn glows with purple light, and the soul is stunning.

"I'll take care of everything for you, doll." There were a few smiles on Hei Tiansuo's gloomy face, but this smile was obviously not very good-looking, like the old ghost who had been in the tomb for a thousand years.

The spear that tore through his body was in front of him, and Chen Qingshan didn't see it before.

"For example?" Chen Qingshan frowned slightly and asked.

"Like your soul, your memory." Hei Tiansuo replied.

Hei Tiansuo not only wanted to take away Chen Qingshan, but he also had to cut Chen Qingshan's soul and even his memory into pieces, and then be absorbed by himself.

Digested, absorbed.

and then re-pieced together a Chen Qingshan with his own will, and walked in this world as Chen Qingshan.

Seeing Chen Qingshan, as if he saw the most precious tonic, Chen Qingshan was the only person he had seen since he had been trapped in the palace for thousands of years.

"Actually, asking for my life and my soul is not a big deal, and it's not a big deal, it's just a fight in the rivers and lakes. But my memory is clearly beyond the scope of the fight, and it just so happens that memory is one of the few things I cherish. ”

Most of Chen Qingshan's memories are in Jishui Town, but it is Jishui Town, that small town, that made Chen Qingshan, and there are still many people in Chen Qingshan's memory, such as Ah Lan, such as Wu Guanshan, as well as Fan, Bai Fuzi, etc.

It's kind of a bond or something.

This bond is ethereal, even a little mysterious, but it is much heavier than the life and soul of a monk.

It is also Chen Qingshan's most cherished thing.

"So, memory can only be my own, and I have to hide it." Chen Shan faced the Soul Devouring Spear and took a step back.

"No matter how precious you are, it's mine!" The sound of the rudge came from the mouth of Hei Tiansuo, and the black clouds rolled, and they devoured Chen Qingshan, threatening to swallow it, and there was nothing left.

"Alas......" sighed.

"It's all said, if you enter my sea of knowledge, you will be beaten." Seeing the black sky pressing, behind Chen Qingshan, the shadow of a god and Buddha appeared, with a golden light of the soul, condensed into a golden disc, sitting cross-legged behind Chen Qingshan, the faces of gods and Buddhas were Chen Qingshan.

Spirited.

It is a battle for souls, and Chen Qingshan, who has a divine soul, is not afraid of this black sky.

Chen Qingshan took a step back, not to be afraid, but to be in harmony with the divine soul, since he fused with the divine soul, Chen Qingshan's soul aura rose rapidly, covered in golden light, casting an immortal golden body.

Chen Qingshan did not draw his sword, the sword was murderous.

And now, Chen Qingshan is going to beat people.

Since you want to fight, it is more appropriate to use your fists, I don't know when Chen Qingshan likes the feeling of smashing people with his fists, and it seems that every time he punches, he can make his heart feel a lot more happy.

Chen Qingshan turned sideways, drew a semicircle with his right foot on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold the spear that was stabbed, and took it back, and the black sky fell on the sea of colorful knowledge.

Under Chen Qingshan's deliberate control, this sea of knowledge turned into something harder than refined iron, and as soon as it was smashed, most of the spear on Hei Tian's body was shattered, like an ink-colored pearl on the ground.

"Divine Soul, you actually have a Divine Soul." Hei Tiansuo didn't feel much pain in his body, he was only surprised that Chen Qingshan actually had a divine soul.

This doll has not yet reached the Three Realms, and it is actually a born soul!

Now the feeling of the black sky is a mixture of surprises.

Before Hei Tiansuo could react, Chen Qingshan's fist smashed over like raindrops, and every punch smashed towards Hei Tiansuo's face.

A sense of aggrieved came from Hei Tiansuo's heart, he was a dignified quasi-Eight Realm powerhouse, even in his time, he was also a famous existence in the world, and now he was beaten in the face by a doll who was less than three realms, and it didn't look like it.

Is he shameless in the dark?

"Little doll, that's enough!"

“......”

As soon as Hei Tiansuo opened his mouth, Chen Qingshan punched back what he was about to say.

The fists and kicks were added, and after a while, Hei Tiansuo's face was crippled, like a piece of black paper, floating down from his face, and Hei Tiansuo became an old man without a face.

"You're the least martial arts doll I've ever seen!" Although Hei Tiansuo had no face, he still made a sound.

The black cloud collapsed, and then contracted, and a thin old man appeared in front of Chen Qingshan, Chen Qingshan threw out a hundred punches, turning into an afterimage, but he reached out one by one to take it, and this strong man who had died for a thousand years began to use his true strength.

Hei Tiansuo is a little different from ordinary Tang monks, not only wearing colorful beast bone earrings, but also a snow-white beast head on the belt around his waist, dressed as Miao Jiang.

is only one long dry smoke gun away from a real old farmer in Miaojiang.

"Miao Jiang?" Chen Qingshan closed his fist and asked.

"Miao Jiang people, people from the Witch God Temple." Hei Tiansuo didn't seem to be quite comfortable with the current appearance, and subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to hold something.

It is the soul body, and it is not held after all.

The figure flashed, and the black sky disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Chen Qingshan, three feet from the ground, looking down at Chen Qingshan.

Without words, there was a fierce look on their faces, and they smashed their heads against their heads like hammers, Chen Qingshan retreated, and the sky did not move.

If it weren't for the soul body, in the outside world, this blow would be enough to make Chen Qingshan's head bleed.

The pain still existed, and even more, Chen Qingshan only felt a little dizzy, and the black sky in this state seemed to be stronger.

"However, it is not invincible." Chen Qingshan whispered, stepped on the sea of knowledge, and where his toes left, there were colorful ripples, circle after circle, pointing to the black sky.

Chen Qingshan didn't draw his sword, he still swung his fist, jumped high, without the slightest bells and whistles, and smashed it down with one punch.

"Give it to me!"

"Get down!"

Hei Tiansuo, who was hanging in the air, fell to the ground in response, and then brought a gust of wind, choking Chen Qingshan's throat, Chen Qingshan raised his fist and struck, Hei Tiansuo ignored it, and was about to exchange injuries with Chen Qingshan.

"Just see who can't hold it first." Hei Tiansuo "giggled" and pressed Chen Qingshan's head on the ground transformed by the Colorful Sea of Knowledge, and blasted into the Sea of Knowledge.

The water of the sea of knowledge came and plunged into Chen Qingshan's body.

The sense of coolness was suddenly born, and even the drowsy mind was much clearer.

Chen Qingshan only felt that his divine soul was more condensed, just like the steel billet, which was struck by a hammer, tempered thousands of times, forged out of impurities, and transformed into a real sword.

The colorful light is in the sea of knowledge, and the brilliance is tortuous and changing, with a somewhat hazy meaning.

The sea of knowledge is endless, so it is bottomless, every time Hei Tiansuo punches, Chen Qingshan's body falls ten zhang, and when he reaches the dark place, Chen Qingshan's will will die, which is equivalent to drowning in the sea of knowledge.

"Almost."

By the time he reached the colorful light and darkness, Chen Qingshan was already a treasure without stains.

As long as Hei Tiansuo throws another punch, Chen Qingshan will sink.

Out of sight, a hand stretched out, it was Chen Qingshan's hand.

Chen Qingshan's hand clenched Hei Tiansuo's fist.

"It's a little stuffy here, let's go out and fight."

Zhihai roared and counterattacked, Chen Qingshan held Hei Tiansuo's fist and rose to the sky.