Half a month later, on a desolate hillside, a young man with a golden half-moon on his eyebrows flickered, looking at the soul floating back and forth in the void with a frowning brow, sometimes groaning, sometimes surprised!

And more often than not, there is disappointment.

This person is Cheng Qian, who left the twilight of the underworld.

In order to verify whether his Golden Moon Demon Body really created his own power in batches, in the past half a month, Cheng Qian has frequently appeared in the desolate mountain range of the Four Abyss Extreme Prefecture, and has been guarding the soul of the newly fallen underworld all the time.

However, most of these souls are mortal souls, and some are even domestic animal souls, originally Cheng Qian thought that any soul could be refined and become his help.

After refining a small stream of mortal souls, Cheng Qian felt a little disappointed, although these souls were refined, at most they were pure spirits, without any power at all.

Not only that, but these pure spirits, without any consciousness, are like dead things.

How can such a force become its own?

Unless these refined soul bodies have their own consciousness and can cultivate ghost dao exercises, all of Cheng Qian's thoughts are like dreams.

The talent of the Golden Moon Demon Body, he is not very proficient, he has tried many times without results, and he can't retain the spiritual consciousness of these souls at all, once these souls enter the special space of the Golden Moon, they will immediately transform into spirits without any memory, which makes Cheng Qian quite helpless.

Cheng Qian stood alone on the top of the barren mountain, looking gloomily at the soul that kept falling from the void, and there was a kind of strength that hit the air with a punch, and everything was very different from his imagination.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in the depressed Cheng Qian's eyes, and he saw a crack suddenly break in the void, and a soul body spat out like rags.

The way this soul fell into the underworld was the same as that of other souls, but this would not surprise Cheng Qian, this soul body couldn't help but show a blank face, and fell behind the first one. Look around with extreme caution.

Not only that, the soul power contained in this soul is extremely powerful, and the corners of Cheng Qian's mouth curled slightly and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect it to be the soul body of an immortal cultivator, this is really a rare thing." With such a powerful soul power, if it is refined, it will definitely be a great help for himself!"

Now Cheng Qian is quite interested in this soul, because this is the first immortal cultivator soul he has encountered in half a month, and the ordinary mortal soul power is weak, after being absorbed and refined by Jin Yue. At best, an extremely weak spirit.

And the soul of the immortal cultivator is different, before in the human world, Cheng Qian received many demon spirits from Cheng Kun, each demon spirit had a spiritual root qualification before his death, since he was refined by Cheng Qian, several times he was pulled out to fight the enemy.

The same is true of the Nine Infant Split Soul that was originally refined, the soul of ordinary mortal people and animals cannot be compared with this kind of soul that has cultivated before death.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qian was overjoyed. The figure flickered, spanning thousands of miles like an illusory distance.

There was only a gust of wind flashing in front of the cautious soul, and Cheng Qian suddenly stood in front of him, looking at the soul with a smile.

For Cheng Qian's sudden appearance. The soul was naturally shocked, looking like a great enemy, and even subconsciously touched his hand to his waist, which was the signature action of an immortal cultivator.

Witness the scene. Cheng Qian felt a little funny, and couldn't help but speak: "Daoyou is an immortal cultivator in the human world?"

The soul's right hand touched his waist, and nothing unusual appeared. This guy was even more shocked, all his cultivation was not at this moment, and he looked at Cheng Qian with a somewhat gloomy face, what kind of place is this, this old guy seems to be a little ignorant, this person suddenly appeared in front of him, and his cultivation is absolutely extremely high.

"Yes, the junior is indeed an immortal cultivator in the human realm!" The soul looked puzzled, and asked with a look of disbelief: "I don't know what the seniors mean by asking this sentence, could it be that this place is not the human world?"

"Oh?" Hearing this, he suddenly felt surprised, could it be that this soul didn't know that he was dead? This is a big joke, and he couldn't help but say: "Of course this is not the human world, but the underworld!"

"The Underworld?" The soul stared, it seemed to feel a little incredible, but it was more of a doubt, he had never heard of the underworld so far in his cultivation, and asked again with doubts: "What is the underworld?"

"The underworld is the place where the dead live forever! It is also called the place of reincarnation!" Cheng Qian's tone was with a hint of majesty, it seemed that this person did not dare to accept the truth at all, and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist, you have fallen, and your soul has fallen into the netherworld!"

"Falling! How is it possible! I obviously ......" The soul was shocked when he heard this, became extremely frightened, and seemed to feel something when he spoke excitedly, so he carefully checked his body, which was extremely illusory, exuding a faint ghostly light, it was indeed a soul body, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his eyes were a little wooden and said: "Could it be that I am really dead?"

"The only people who come here are dead people, so naturally you can't be a living person!" Cheng Qian seemed to be extremely idle, and even talked to this small soul.

Listening to the affirmative words, this soul body can be said to be a veritable lost soul, the face is full of unwillingness, despair, the whole soul body is lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, as if it wants to cry, but as a soul body, it can't cry, it can only let out a 'woo' creepy wail.

"You have to accept this fact, the reincarnation of life and death is in accordance with the way of heaven, and no one can change it according to the law!" Cheng Qian's eyes were cold and ruthless, and a little power of thought was added to his voice, which made his soul tremble.

"I have already fallen, it seems that my predecessors are the bull-headed horse noodles who came to take me to Huangquan Road?" The soul trembled, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only accept his fate, but the person in front of him was a little different from the imaginary bull-headed horse face, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a human being.

"Bull head and horse face?" Cheng Qian couldn't laugh or cry, this was the first time he was looked at by such a legendary person, he shook his head and sighed: "There are no bull heads and horses in the underworld, there are just countless lonely souls, wild ghosts and creatures in the underworld, the destination of your soul is reincarnation, if you are a great traitor before death, you will definitely fall into hell!"

"Hell?" The soul's face changed, he had heard of the eighteen layers of hell when he was alive, and this idea seemed to be the same as when Cheng Qian first entered the underworld. As an immortal cultivator, his hands are indeed covered with blood, is this going to hell? The more he thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes, and the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes.

Hell is a horrible place. Although it is an ethereal place made up by human beings, even immortal cultivators are afraid of falling into hell, because they all believe that there is a hell.

Unless you have really been to the underworld, you will know that hell is nothing but an illusory thing, but there is indeed a hell in the underworld, but this hell is different, the hell in the underworld is equivalent to a large alchemy furnace!

"Are you guilty?" Seeing this person's frightened eyes, Cheng Qian naturally guessed what this soul was thinking in his heart, and immediately shouted coldly.

"Know...... Guilt!" The sudden question startled the soul, and it was almost a subconscious answer.

"Hehe, since you know your guilt, it's even better!" Cheng Qian smiled eerily, this smile looked extremely cruel, like a demon.

"Big ...... My lord, do you really want to go to hell?" The little soul was extremely frightened, looked at Cheng Qian with satisfaction and fear, without the slightest anger, and asked in a trembling voice.

"No one can change the laws of heaven and earth, since you have already admitted that you are a great traitor, you will naturally be punished as you deserve!" Cheng Qian said expressionlessly, after communicating so much, he was no longer interested in talking about anything with a soul, the golden moon flashed in his eyebrows, and a cloud of light suddenly gushed out.

Under a roll, the frightened soul was swept into Jin Xia, and under a turn, Jin Xia flew into the Golden Moon Space wrapped in a soul.

At the same time, Cheng Qian's whole body flashed, and the chaotic spiritual power in his body encompassed hundreds of limbs at this moment, slowly pouring into his eyebrows.

After a while, in Cheng Qian's sea of knowledge, there were suddenly more flickering pictures, people, things, and scenes.

These pictures are naturally the memories of the soul before his death, and with the refining of the power of the golden moon, all the memories of this person have been seen by Cheng Qian.

"It turns out that this person was only a monk in the Dan stage before his death, no wonder he was so ignorant!" After checking this person's memory, Cheng Qian muttered to himself, although this person was an immortal cultivator in his life, he had countless lives in his hands, and many of them were mortal lives.

For this kind of person, Cheng Qian no longer has the previous pity, he feels that this person is innocent of death, as an immortal cultivator, he will not even let go of mortals, even if he will not be caught by Cheng Gan, he will also be sent to hell by Yaksha.

Because this person's soul power contains a lot of evil thoughts, and there are countless resentments, these resentments are not his own, but every time he kills someone, he will have a hateful resentment.

At this moment, Cheng Qian didn't have any guilt, and while urging his body to flee, he slowly refined this powerful soul with the Dan stage.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Qian escaped into a valley full of yin qi, and with a wave of his hand, the mist in the valley rolled to reveal a cave.

The figure of the blue butterfly has been waiting at the gate of the cave for a long time, and in the past half a month, Cheng Qian has gone out every day, grabbing the soul to look at and return to the cave.

Today is no exception!

As soon as Cheng Qian returned to the cave, he waved his sleeves, and a golden thunderball was thrown.

Lan Dieyu flicked her hand, took the thunderball without Cheng Qian's instructions, and retreated.

After a while, the blue butterfly entered a stone cave full of formation prohibitions, and with a flick of her jade hand, the prohibitions receded like a tide.

Suddenly, a huge soul power rushed out head-on, and a terrible ghost cry came into her ears, and the blue butterfly was not afraid of this at all, and threw the thunderball that Cheng Qian gave her with a single palm, and in an instant, the thunder was magnificent, and countless souls fell into the stone cave from the gap of the arc. (To be continued......)