In the boundless dry sea, a golden light flashed, thousands of miles passed in an instant, and every time the golden light crossed thousands of miles, it would always stop and turn into a human form.

This person was Meng Huan, who had been flying east since he left Suro, and he didn't know where he had been.

Every ten times, most of his mana is consumed, and he can only stop to recover mana in case he encounters enemies. Compared to the Yin God Realm, his mana at this time was more than ten times stronger, and a single ray of light before could make him exhaust his mana and hurt himself, but now he could drive more than ten golden lights in a row.

For several months, he had only absorbed the Chaoyang Purple Qi to nourish the Yuan Dan, not that he didn't want to absorb the power of the stars to refine the Qi, but that there was no starlight in the dry sea. The endless dry sea, only the sun can be seen in the territory of the Burning Sun Country, and the rest of the place can only see the morning sun, and the sky is obscured by red clouds and mist at the rest of the time.

In the past half a month, he couldn't even see the rising sun, but he could see the moon, so he could only absorb the moon and the gods.

"Yin Qi is so heavy!"

He has been in exile for several months, and he doesn't know how far he has gone, but his vertical golden light has already entered the door, and he can travel thousands of miles and cultivate to the first column.

In front of Meng Huan was a river, about 10,000 zhang wide, wider than the Yellow River and the Yangtze River he had seen in his previous life.

The river water is clean, but the bottom is invisible, from a distance, you can see a layer of light gray mist on the surface of the river, that layer of gray mist is extremely heavy, Meng Huan did not dare to cross the river, so he walked slowly along the river, wanting to go to the end of the river to see.

"Help me, pull me!"

Meng Huan saw a white-clothed gray-haired man soaking in the river in the river, and he struggled hard, trying to get ashore, but he didn't seem to be able to exert his strength, and he was still suffering greatly.

"Who are you?"

"I am a scattered immortal, I want to cross this river, I don't want this river to separate the two worlds, so I get stuck in the river and can't get ashore. ”

The gray-haired man's voice was hoarse, and he felt that his bones were trembling in his ears, and Meng Huan subconsciously didn't want to get close to him.

Meng Huan stepped back a little and asked, "You said that this river separates the two realms, which two realms are separated?"

"This side is the underworld, and that side is the yang world, it's so uncomfortable, you save me!"

Meng Huan looked up, the opposite river bank was blocked by gray mist, and he couldn't see it at all, and he clearly felt that the further the river surface, the heavier the yin qi became. If he said that that there is the underworld and this side is the yang world, Meng Huan may believe it.

"This man is lying to me! Don't trust this person. ”

"Senior, Meng is powerless, you are a scattered immortal trapped in it, and I am in the Immortal Dao to ask for Yuandan Monk how to save you?" He lied to Meng Huan, and Meng Huan also wanted to trap him.

"Little friend, as long as you don't get close to the surface of the river, just pull me from a distance, it'll be fine, quickly, save me!" The hoarse voice became more and more impatient, and it seemed that every moment he stayed in the river, he felt uncomfortable.

"But what am I going to use to pull you? Meng didn't have anything to take advantage of. ”

"Xiaoyou, don't panic, you will listen carefully later, I will teach you a mantra, you can condense a chain, you use the chain to pull me up. ”

"Okay, senior, you say!"

"Heaven and earth have Xuanhuang, the two worlds are separated by yin and yang, gathering qi into yin, turning qi into evil, condensing evil into locks, locking yin souls, locking mountains and rivers, locking heaven and earth, locking a realm of living beings......" He said word by word, his voice was no longer interrupted, it seemed that the pain was gone, and the light returned.

Meng Huan listened to this trick and scoffed, a soul chain transformed by yin qi also dared to lock the heavens and the earth, lock all living beings?

Fortunately, he also has some knowledge, otherwise he would not know the effect of this method.

However, this method is also rare, because only the ghosts and gods in the underworld are qualified to cultivate this method, and others cannot learn this soul chain.

And this soul chain is just a chicken rib for Meng Huan, if he hasn't gathered his soul yet, he may be able to rely on it to find the location of the three souls and seven spirits by learning this trick, and now, there are countless ways to hook people's souls, and this ghost path spell that hooks souls is just inferior. The most famous is the Kunlun Yisan Immortal when he was a god, Lu Zhuan Daojun, a nail-headed seven-arrow book, worshiped the three souls and seven spirits of Zhao Gongming, a great Luo Jin Immortal, and polluted his original god.

No, it is recorded in the Journey to the West that the hook soul chain can hook Sun Wukong's Yuan Shen into the underworld, and only then will Sun Wukong make trouble in the underworld and tear up the book of life and death.

"Senior, I can't run the magic trick, and I feel uncomfortable when I get lucky, what the hell is going on, is your magic trick fake?"

Meng Huan pretended not to understand and saw if he could make any dry goods.

"You kid can't even understand this, how did you cultivate to the Yuan Dan realm?"

The gray-haired man thought to himself: Could it be that the method is incomplete, he can't get through, but I have read out the outline, why is this person's comprehension so low.

"I'm explaining to you that gathering qi into yin is gathering yin qi, and turning qi into evil is turning yin into yin. The Heavenly Immortal Dao that you cultivate, you should know that Tiangang, Yang Qi is purified into Gang, and Yin Qi is turbidized into evil, and the two correspond, but in fact they are just the same means......"

He spoke for a full quarter of an hour, and Meng Huan didn't interrupt him, pretending that I didn't understand. Moreover, Meng Huan's foundation is much inferior to that of the monks in this realm, and he can also lay a solid foundation by listening to it.

"Senior, I feel like I can't stop in the back as soon as I am lucky, and the yin qi is running wild, is it going to go crazy?" Meng Huan pretended to be on fire and asked half-truthfully.

"You kid, I'm so angry, can't you stop after cultivating this step, your understanding was so poor just now, but now you are a genius. ”

"Most of this person doesn't know my purpose, and I only know half of this trick, so leave it all to him, anyway, when this king goes out and kills this person, he won't be afraid of the trick being leaked, and the underworld will investigate it." ”

The gray-haired man pondered for a long time, and then recited the formula: "Yin evil chain, melt it into the spirit, can imprison the spirit of the yuan, and fix the spirit ......of the yuan."

Meng Huan listened, and his heart was sure enough, how could it be so simple to hook Sun Wukong, a heavenly immortal primordial god, into the underworld unconsciously?

However, Meng Huan found that this recipe was unfinished, and there seemed to be a paragraph behind it, so he asked again: "Senior, is there still a recipe behind it? Why do I feel that its meaning is not finished?"

"Good boy, there will indeed be after that, but it's not something you can practice now, you pull me up first, and I'll teach you later!"

"Really, senior, then I'll pull you!"

Half an hour later, Meng Huan was still practicing this method, and finally there was someone to guide him, how could he let it go?

"Little friend, are you okay? Pull me up, I'm really uncomfortable in the river, can I come up and guide you again?"

Meng Huan smiled, and as he wished, cast the soul chain. A ghostly black chain shot out and flew into the river, striking the gray-haired man.

When the gray-haired man saw it, he was startled, and he understood that this son was a person with excellent understanding, and he had deceived him just now for the sake of the law and for profit. He hated in his heart and thought that when this king went up, he would cut you again.

But now he had to settle the matter, and he hurried out of the way of the river to avoid being shot by chains. But the river was supposed to refine him, how could it be so easy for him to move, and in the end, he was still scratched by the chains, and the ghost body was damaged.

"Hey, little friend, don't use the chain method of this realm, just use a little force, the old man can't stand it!" he endured the pain and patiently explained.

"Haha, senior, Meng's foundation is not true, and he can't control it for a while, please forgive me!"

Meng Huan will save this person up, this is cause and effect, Tian Peng once taught him, cause and effect are as great as the sky. But how to save it, this has to be pondered, and Meng Huan is not a fool. The heart of defense is indispensable, and the heart of harm is ...... Well, there has to be.

After speaking, Meng Huan cast another spell, and the soul chain shot out, hitting the gray-haired man again. The gray-haired man was already difficult to move in the water, and he was hit by Meng Huan before, which was even more difficult to dodge, and he was hit by a chain again, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Little friend, aren't you playing tricks on the old man?" he just doubted, after all, the strength of this chain was much lighter than the previous one.

"How come, the kid is adapting to this method, please forgive me!"

Meng Huan hit seven or eight chains in a row, and the gray-haired man was drenched all over his body, and finally couldn't hold it back, and shouted: "Little friend, please contact on the side, and it is not too late to pull the old man up when the control is proficient." ”

Doing a full set of plays, Meng Huan also practiced on the shore as he wished, asking some cultivation questions from time to time, and it was these basic questions that dispelled the gray-haired man's doubts.

The gray-haired man was wounded, and seemed to have little strength, and slowly flowed downstream with the river. Fortunately, the river flowed very slowly, otherwise Meng Huan would not have had time to ask questions about his cultivation.

"Senior, I'm alright!"

After an hour, Meng Huan understood all the questions he didn't understand in his cultivation before, and he had a great harvest.

A chain shot out of his hand and flew towards the gray-haired man, and the black chain was so strong and soft that it wouldn't hurt the gray-haired man.

"Good!"

The gray-haired man seemed to regain his strength, grabbed the chain, and pulled it hard, and the whole person was pulled out of the river by the chain.

Meng Huan felt a strong force coming from the chains, and immediately understood the gray-haired man's plan, which was to pull him down the river and kill people.

But this is what Meng Huan was waiting for, the gray-haired man didn't attack him, and he didn't know the cause and effect of this preaching. Since the action is done, the cause and effect are reversed, this is not preaching, but calculation!

In Journey to the West, before the powerful preaching, he had to say: There are no six ears here! This is enough to show that the magic in the mythical world is not lightly transmitted, and this soul chain is the law enforcement technique of the underworld, how can Meng Huan leak it.

"Little friend, be careful, this river is weird, please use your strength!"

How could Meng Huan believe him, he felt that the gray-haired man had reversed this technique, and the chain had become unbreakable, and it was only connected to Meng Huan.

Fortunately, Meng Huan had been prepared, and an almost red Nanming fire was hidden in Meng Huan's palm, waiting for the time to strike.

The gray-haired man was amazed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this young monk was so powerful, it couldn't pull him down, so he had to go up first.

He didn't know that Meng Huan was still a body refining cultivator, although the origin was scattered, Meng Huan recently found that the origin was still in the body, and it could be recovered by slowly conditioning, which was also because his body refining foundation was not true, otherwise how could it be so easily dispersed?

As soon as the gray-haired man flew ashore, he used a ghostly giant hand to hit Meng Huan directly, trying to capture him.

Meng Huan took a breath, he already knew that this person had bad intentions and was lying to him from the beginning. Fortunately, this person ...... Fortunately, this ghost is only a ghost king, not a ghost mystery, otherwise what Meng Huan did before was useless.

A red flame burst out of Meng Huan's palm and hit the gray-haired man. This fire has absorbed countless flames of the sun, and it is about to become an immortal fire, which can burn the immortals.

Meng Huan watched as Liyang turned into a golden crow and flew towards the gray-haired man, this was the Liyang Seal. I immediately remembered what Tianpeng said, the true fire of the sun is the most suitable flame to turn into a golden crow, and controlling the fire into a three-legged golden crow by myself cannot exert the greatest power.

A phoenix phantom appeared from Meng Huan's mind, it was what he saw from the scriptures when he first obtained the magic trick, that kind of divine meaning was real, like a phoenix dancing for nine days.

The gray-haired man saw a golden crow and burned his ghostly palm, and there was still a trace of luck. Before the fire became an immortal fire, although he was afraid, there was a way to bypass the fire. I didn't want the golden crow to turn into a red bird, the fiery red claws attacked him, and he clearly felt the crisis.

"Run!"

was about to escape, but suddenly found that in order to prevent Meng Huan from escaping, the chains had been set to death, and he couldn't untie them for a while.

"I'm dying!"

He can't, Nanming is away from the fire and already restrains ghosts, otherwise how can the Phoenix clan defend one side?

"Little friend, I have the grace to teach you, how about you let me live, how about we borrow it?" he shouted, it is important to save your life, where can you save face?

"Not how!"

The fire-leaving phoenix swallowed the gray-haired man and turned into a gray bead with a fire mark on the bead, sealing the ghost.

Meng Huan didn't burn him to death, the soul of the ghost king is rare, his bean-scattering magic power just lacks materials, if it is refined, it is much more powerful than those ordinary grass-headed gods and ironclad soldiers, and he will have a true immortal protector at that time.

This is the charm of the 36 changes.

Putting away the gray beads, Meng Huan continued to walk downstream, wanting to collect more ghosts as materials, but ghost kings were rare, and Meng Huan didn't have much expectations.

He noticed that this ghost king seemed to come from downstream, so he deduced that there must be ghosts downstream, not the so-called scattered immortals.

After walking for a long time, Meng Huan had not yet reached the end, nor had he encountered half a ghost.

At this time, there were two figures in the distance, one black and one white, Meng Huan had good eyesight, and recognized that it was black and white impermanence, which was much stronger than the black and white impermanence 9526 and 9527 he had seen before.

"They're here to clean up the ghosts, too?"

Meng Huan's eyes flashed, and he took out the Vajra Jewel, covering his aura with the power of faith, making others think that he was an immortal.

Sure enough, the two black and white impermanence floated over and hugged their fists at Meng Huan.

"Black Impermanence Parade One hundred and forty-eight have seen the Immortals!"

"Bai Impermanence has traveled one hundred and forty-seven times and seen the Immortals!"

In their eyes, Meng Huan's divinity is like a light in the night, and he must be a god in the upper realm, and he naturally salutes.

"Well, I've seen two fellow Daoists!"

"Why did Shangxian come to this Lechuan River alone and take this Huangquan Road?

Menghuan looked carefully at the water in the river and found that the water was yellow, as its name suggests.

It turned out to be the underworld, no wonder he couldn't arrive in time when he crushed the jade jue, no wonder the yin qi here is so heavy, no wonder there are evil ghosts going upstream!