Yi Heng temporarily forgot about the departure of the Su Demon and went all the way up.

The mana in the dantian had already recovered as before, and Yuan Ying sat in the dantian, with a look of satisfaction on his little face.

Although he didn't know how many years he had been in hell this time, and how many times he had experienced life and death at the same time, he almost lost his life, but the harvest was enough to make him smile.

First of all, the soul, can meet the soul origin, and let him get lucky to swallow into the purple mansion, suppress it to death, as long as he can stay awake, it is only a matter of time before Hongjun's soul is devoured.

Hongjun has the origin soul in his soul, whether he wants it or not, I am afraid that after being devoured, he and Hongjun will become one, really as Hongjun said, he is him, he is himself.

The only difference is that from now on, it is not Hongjun who lives for himself, but who lives for Hongjun, or he is still himself.

He was a little excited, a little surging.

Obtaining the soul origin, I think that in the future, I can let the soul out of the Purple Mansion, and the strength will go to a higher level.

"I just don't know how much time it should take to devour his soul!" he said to himself.

But suddenly, he also thought of a way, if he could find the origin soul in his soul first, devour the origin first, and then think that the remaining souls would no longer have consciousness, then it should not be too difficult to refine.

This is a breakthrough in the soul, from now on, there is a guarantee to continue to move forward on the road to immortality, how not to excite him?

After devouring Hongjun's soul and expelling or discarding all the wandering souls, the level of the soul must have surpassed the transformation of the gods and directly pursued the cultivators of the Void Period.

"Refining the void!haha!"

He let out a loud laugh as he flew away.

In this laughter, it is like the joy that arises spontaneously in my heart after every escape, but more is helplessness and hardship.

This time, it is not only the soul that has been improved, but the mana in the dantian is also surging with a tendency to break through.

Thinking about it, it was the effect of breaking and standing up, and he didn't bother to think about it, the most important thing at the moment was to solve the problem of the soul.

When he came to the earth, he was already at the peak of the primordial infant stage, and at this time, he already felt that with the overflow of his current mana, when he returned to Xunxing, he could already try to retreat and break through the primordial infancy, and try to advance to the god transformation stage.

Of course, with his qualifications, he must still need to find an elixir to break through the Yuan Infant before he dares to try it.

Although the soul origin has been found, the physical qualifications have not changed and improved, but he has become accustomed to it, and he should not take care of it.

In an instant, he had crossed thousands of mountain peaks to the lowest peak of the Kunlun Mountains.

Looking up at the peaks that pierce the sky, I can't help but sigh at the wonder of this heaven and earth.

Even on the Zhongzhou Continent, such a huge and towering mountain peak is very rare, not to mention that the formation of this mountain peak has no traces of the monk's hand design, it is all naturally produced when this heaven and earth were opened.

Take a gentle breath and look around.

Although this is only the foot of the highest peak, it is already the summit of thousands of peaks.

Within a radius of 100 miles, thousands of peaks are in a strange shape, or like a chaotic mica, or like a reclining picture screen, or like a snail, or like a fungus, or like a book on the shelf, or like a spearhead stuck in the sky, like a nose, a lion's head, a saddle, a human hat, invisible and unprepared.

"If it weren't for the jade mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon. He whispered the verses of Li Bai in the previous life, no, it should be the poems of Li Bai two thousand years later, and sighed slightly.

Although Li Bai is known as a generation of poets and immortals, and has thousands of beautiful poems in his chest, he is just a mortal, how can he come to this group of jade mountains in person?

If he could be here in person, I don't know what magnificent poems would be left behind.

He looked to the southeast.

In hell, there is no day or night, and it is difficult to perceive the passage of time.

How many years in hell, or just a momentary moment, or just yesterday?

Now, has Ji Chang of the Zhou family held high the banner of anti-business, can Jiang Ziya gather the world's Taoists and set up a list of gods?

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Now on this earth, even he doesn't dare to call himself an immortal, what are those Taoists?

Hongjun is the most powerful Taoist here, and now his soul is just a meal on his plate, waiting for him to swallow it, not to mention his disciples, his disciples' disciples?

He stood in the air, pondering for a moment.

The mountain wind that was still whistling from the road clothes blew "poof".

It's just that the looming mana on his body envelops his long hair, not being blown by the mountain wind.

Stretch out your hands, straighten up the blue coarse sermon robe, and then tie up the long hair into a Taoist knot and fix it on the top of your head.

This is a habit he has developed since he entered the easy gate on the island, and in his heart, it is always a good thing to keep a low profile.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, looked his body up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, he was just an ordinary cultivator, and after constricting the majestic aura, he looked even more like a mortal.

After cleaning up, he raised his head suddenly, slightly urging his mana, and the whole person rushed straight up along the towering peak, and in an instant, it was like an arrow, piercing into the clouds.

The more I went up, the more I felt the height of this mountain.

If you don't climb the peak, how can you know the height of the sky? If you don't come to the deep water, how can you know the thickness of the earth?

He suddenly remembered this sentence in his heart.

For some reason, the more life and death he experienced, the more he felt that it was not easy to live a peaceful life, and he would think of the life of an otaku in his previous life at any time.

But after half a cup of tea, the scene in front of him did not allow him to continue to recall.

I saw the top of the peak, but it was just the top of an ordinary mountain.

The sky is full of ice and snow, and it is white.

It's just shocking that in the void directly above the top of the mountain, a whirlpool is constantly stirring.

Without thinking too much, he knew that these thirty-six heavens were obviously like hell, another dimension.

Just enter this vortex and teleport into the Thirty-Six Heavens and meet the so-called fairy-like figures.

The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the Heavenly Monarch, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun .......

He suddenly looked forward to it.

Among the few strands of soul that devoured Hongjun, there were only things about his disciples, and only about his residence in the Thirty-Six Heavens.

He didn't know much about other people or things, so he had some expectations.

In the blink of an eye, he had already flown to the top of the mountain, and was about to rush into the void whirlpool, when suddenly his body shook.

His eyes were fixed on the top of the mountain.

A figure was evident in the white snowstorm.

"Daoist!" he said secretly in his heart, if he could get here, he must be a cultivator, and he watched the Daoist constantly look up at the whirlpool of the mountains and the sky, while constantly wandering back and forth on the snow.

It seemed like he wanted to enter the void vortex and teleport in, and he seemed to be a little scared.

The body is sturdy, the Taoist is dressed, and a spotted Taoist uniform looks very unusual.

"How is the spotted suit so familiar? and this figure ....... Yi Heng's heart shook again, and the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant.

"Shen Tutian!" he roared, and the killing intent in his mind couldn't help but gush out.

In an instant, his body erupted with monstrous killing intent, and the whole body of the young man in the Purple Mansion immediately turned black and bright, and at the same time, in his body, Hongjun's soul seemed to be breathed again, and he began to struggle.

The slightly anxious Taoist on the top of the mountain heard the roar, and his body shook violently, but he didn't turn around, but just stopped wandering in an instant.

Yi Heng was even more sure at this time, the person below was Shen Tutian, who had been fighting with him for decades and had grudges and grievances.

It's just that he is a little puzzled, and he rushed straight up, and it stands to reason that with Shen Tutian's cultivation and vigilance, he should be able to find himself.

Could it be that his divine consciousness is like his own, and he disdains to release it from time to time?

"Shen Daoyou, haha, I haven't seen you for a long time, how about it? I don't know if I should call you Shen Tutian or call you a demon?"

The killing intent is full of sky, and the snow detours.

His eyes instantly turned red, and he no longer had any scruples about to kill, and his words were full of ridicule and hatred.

But this is far from enough, when Shen Tutian, who is more than ten feet away, retorts, he has more vicious and sharp words waiting.

After fighting with Shen Tutian for decades, he relied on his luck to escape again and again, and his strength became stronger and stronger, and his methods became more and more vicious and invisible, and gradually even he began to be jealous.

This time, on the earth, in his own homeland, see who else can save him.

He thought fiercely in his heart, but what made him strange was that Shen Tutian did not turn around or regurgitate under the shroud of killing intent, as if he accepted his fate.

After the body was shaken, he didn't move any more, and stood in the snow as if he was lifeless.

He was extremely confused in his heart, and before the killing intent had fully occupied his soul, he released his divine sense and went towards the Shen Tu Heaven.

As soon as he covered Shen Tutian's body, he saw his face clearly, and he couldn't help but feel angry again.