Yi Heng held the Su Demon and just rushed into the void passage that was pulled open, and he felt a suction.

To his shock, the suction seemed to be aimed at the soul.

The young man in the purple mansion looked up and felt a yin wind blowing, and he couldn't help but feel a slight chill all over his body.

Yi Heng fell to the ground lightly.

Looking at the crowd of people walking silently around him in shock, one by one, as if unconscious, walked forward from his side and from all directions.

His face was pale, like a lonely ghost, and he walked forward step by step.

He hugged the Su Demon in his arms tightly, only to see her trembling slightly, her lips slightly open.

Suddenly, he turned around sharply, only to see an old woman in gray walking from behind him.

His cloudy eyes opened slightly, but as if he couldn't see him, he slammed straight into him.

He took two steps back, his eyes narrowed, his heart tightened, and his breath grew.

But the old woman, as if she really couldn't see him, her cloudy eyes were unfocused, and she looked past him and behind him, as if there was something behind him that could attract her.

Getting closer and closer, a wave of resentment came straight at him.

He immediately released his consciousness and watched carefully.

But to his disappointment, the old woman did not have any immortal cultivator aura on her body.

He was immediately sure that the old woman was nothing more than a mortal.

Hold Su Demon tightly with your left hand and clench your fist with your right hand.

The old woman still hadn't changed her direction, and with a yin aura, she still came straight in.

Two zhang, one zhang, he lightly punched out his right fist.

Although he only used twenty percent of his physical strength, he was sure that there was absolutely no mortal on earth who could withstand it, not even a martial artist.

The wind passed, and the old woman, unharmed and expressionless, continued to walk towards him.

He took two steps back again, his eyes widening.

Just now, the fist passed through the old woman's head, and the person in front of him seemed to be hit in the air.

The old woman pressed towards him, and his heart moved slightly, but he couldn't help but move his body.

Three feet, two feet, the wind is blowing.

The young man in the purple mansion held back the desire in his heart, and he only felt that it was blowing like a yin wind, and the old woman actually passed through his body and continued to walk forward.

In an instant, he understood that this was not a real person, this was a soul.

It is rumored that after death, the soul will enter hell and suffer the eighteen layers of hell.

As far as he could see, thousands of human figures were walking towards him, but all of them were like the old woman, unconscious and illusory.

"Is this really hell?" he said to himself.

"Then these are all souls?"

From the heavens, from all around, a steady stream of souls came in, all heading forward, and he knew that this was the soul of a mortal man who had been transmitted here after his death.

This is really the legendary hell.

"That's right, since there are immortal cultivators, it's normal for there to be hell. He turned, and now no longer bothered to come from behind, slamming into him, and then through his body's soul.

Since there is hell, there seems to be nothing impossible about the existence of the flower of hell.

So, is the gateway to the bottom of hell ahead?

There are so many souls in these four places, and at least thousands of them are coming in every moment.

But these souls are unconscious, just with some resentment from their lives, a trace of yin.

With the soul strength of the fifth layer of his soul refining technique, how could these mortal souls hurt him in the slightest?

So he no longer hesitated, kicked his feet on the ground, and with the strength of his flesh, leaped forward.

The young man in the Purple Mansion felt a hint of attraction that became more and more obvious as he got closer to the front.

The attraction turned out to be aimed at the soul, and it was no wonder that these unconscious mortal souls were walking forward with all their might.

Could it be that there is an elixir or other item that is good for the soul ahead?

The first thing that made the soul feel attracted and longed was the elixir that healed Qiu Xiyin's soul, the leyline Zizhi and the Soul Spring.

It was obtained by him at the auction house by spending all the spirit stones on his body.

At that time, I was eager to swallow the spring water in one gulp, and the longing and attraction that came from my soul naturally made it difficult to hold back.

However, in the end, it was used to save Qiu Xiyin.

Later, as the soul became stronger, he no longer felt any attraction to the elixir of ordinary souls, and it was not until he saw the flower in the void space of the trial place that he felt the desire in his soul.

And that "Universal Wraith Flower" is indeed worthy of his life and death fight.

In the end, it took three pieces to break through his soul to the fifth layer.

Now, I feel that there seems to be something in front of me, and the attraction to the soul is getting stronger and stronger.

If.......

He didn't dare to think about it.

The elixir that could increase the strength of his soul was a rare treasure, how could his luck be so good?

But the more he expected in his heart, and the harder and harder his feet became, and the speed gradually increased.

After a stick of incense, more and more lonely souls gathered.

As far as the eye can see, there are no less than hundreds of thousands.

Ten miles ahead, the flat ground suddenly appeared gray.

The gray mist covered a radius of ten miles, and with this as the center, all the unconscious souls walked there. Jiujiu Chinese

And the young man in the Purple Mansion also stood up, and he already felt that the attraction came from the gray mist.

But Yi Heng suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly.

The closer he got, the heavier the resentment and yin qi became, and there were more lonely souls, and it was not surprising that there was such a phenomenon, but what surprised him slightly was, why did so many souls only see them coming in but not leaving?

If there really was any genius treasure in the gray mist, how could it be left now?

Standing in place and hesitating for a moment, the young man in the Purple Mansion was a little impatient, constantly urging him to rush towards the mist.

But he didn't move, lowered his head, looked at the Su Demon in his arms, and pondered in his heart.

After four or five breaths, he raised his head sharply and said softly: "I can't care so much, not only does she need treatment, but she also needs treatment?"

Now follow the desire in your soul, raise your right foot, no longer hesitate, and walk towards the mist.

The rich yin qi surrounded him, and he had to use his soul power to surround the Su Demon so that she would not be harmed.

But as soon as he entered the fog, the young man in the Purple Mansion was startled, his eyes widened, and he looked ahead.

Screams came from the depths of the gray mist.

Just hearing the screams sent chills down his sleeve.

He hugged the Su Demon tightly with both hands, and although the young man in the Purple Mansion had already felt a strong attraction, he also felt a faint crisis.

Therefore, the ten fingers began to slowly pinch the fingers, and the soul power began to come from the body, slowly gathering in the hands.

The most effective way to deal with the soul is naturally the soul.

And with the strength of his soul, naturally there is no need to be afraid of anything, and the attraction can be suppressed.

Continuing to walk towards the center of the mist from which the screams came, his face gradually became serious.

At first time, I heard that the screams were endless, but when I listened carefully, I realized that it was countless screams that came out in succession, which would lead to continuous screams.

Hundreds of thousands of souls, each soul let out a scream, and then disappeared without a trace, this is the truth of the continuous screams.

His face became solemn.

If he wanted to destroy these mortal souls, he believed that without a single blow, just a light touch with the power of the soul, these mortal souls would dissipate in an instant, and they would not even let out a scream.

But what is terrifying, how powerful is it to make thousands of souls disappear at the same time?

He couldn't help but slow down.

No matter what the center is, it is definitely not easy to make so many souls scream at the same time and kill and destroy them.

But what's even more tempting is that if there really is such a genius treasure, wouldn't it be extremely rare?

What's more, there is no way back for him.

Su Demon Aura has become weaker and weaker, and he is also desperate to need the Hell Flower.

Thousands of unconscious lonely souls around him kept pouring towards the center.

Like a moth, he was deeply attracted by the fire, and finally died in the fire.

He gritted his teeth, stopped jumping, and walked forward like a lonely soul beside him.

Getting closer.

The screams pierced more and more into the heart and soul.

Goosebumps on the skin are getting more and more, and the chill is soaking into the bone marrow.

But it can already be seen that in the center, there is a wide deep pit, and all the lonely souls who walk to the side of the pit do not hesitate to jump into it.

As soon as the lonely soul jumped into the pit, it immediately let out a scream, disappeared into the pit in an instant, and then there was no sound.

The moment it seemed to disappear, there was some unbearable pain, and even the unconscious soul couldn't help but scream.

Getting closer and closer, seeing more and more realistically, the attraction felt by the young people in Zifu became stronger and stronger.

It seems that jumping into the pit is the best choice.

He took a deep breath.

If this is hell, then why don't you see any judges, no bulls and horses, and no Hades ascending to the court?

Could it be that hell itself is not what the legend suggests?

"Ahh......h ”

As soon as the screams came out, it was as if the tongue had been cut out, and it stopped abruptly, only the heartfelt cry from the depths of the throat.

His heart tightened slightly, and as his attraction grew, he wanted to rush to the pit like a lonely soul running faster and faster, desperate to jump down.

Gradually, the edge of the pit was only about ten zhang.

It's easy to see what's going on in the gray mist.

A young man in white, with a handsome face, like a scholar, crossed his body and rushed towards the deep pit.

His eyes were fixed on the young man in white, trying to see how he screamed and how he disappeared.

I saw that although the young man in white was unconscious, he rushed to the sky above the deep pit, and his pale face had a comfortable expression.

It was as if he had really gotten something to soothe his soul.

But suddenly, the young man in white opened his mouth suddenly, and his red tongue instantly stretched out, as if he wanted to lick and taste something, but it was difficult to reach, and stretched out his mouth hard.

Yi Heng's heart shook violently.

How long can an ordinary person's tongue stretch?

It's a soul, but it's not so much that it can fall under the jaw.

But the tongue of the young man in white suddenly burst out of his mouth, and in an instant, it touched his chin as if all his tongues had been stretched out.

But what was even more shocking was that his tongue was sharpened as if it had been caught in a fire tong, and then it was cut off by an invisible blade.

The screams came out instantly, but they stopped abruptly, and the illusory figure of the young man in white became even more illusory, and he was instantly sucked into the deep pit.

"Tongue Pulling Hell!" Yi Heng shouted.