The endless illusion devoured Han Zaixin's consciousness, and he sank into the life and death of all living beings again and again. Whenever he falls into a world of unjust souls with ten thousand souls, he experiences the other party's life in a strange state of spectators but personal experience.

In these illusions, he is either an ordinary peddler and pawn, or a thief in the ocean, or a scholar who reads poetry and books, or a general and soldier who fights on the battlefield. Han Zaixin doesn't remember how many worlds he has experienced, but every time he has experienced the same ending in the end, that is, an overwhelming black flag, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire sky and the sky, and then endless demon-like ghosts and ghosts filled the whole world, and everyone lost their lives in this darkness, and finally fell into the eighteen-layer hell-like Ten Thousand Soul Banners, becoming the silk thread like the sand of the endless Ganges, casting this ferocious demonic magic weapon.

Han Zaixin's consciousness became muddy in the fall of this time and again, and he could still remain clear in the original world, but as more and more memories filled his sea of consciousness, he became more and more confused, and he didn't even know who he really was, whether he was the inner disciple of the Sword Sect, or one of the endless souls? Gradually, the originally pure and transparent consciousness body became as black as ink, and there was endless madness in those eyes, as if there was a bloodthirsty fanaticism. The urge to kill and tear all living things around it.

The dark impact that became more and more difficult to suppress turned into a pitch-black giant face in his sea of consciousness, and his huge black eyes were like two whirlpools, wanting to swallow Han Zaixin's last consciousness. This is the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, one of the most powerful magic weapons of the Demon Dao. The endless soul is fierce, turning into countless black silk threads that entangle the soul, introducing the other party's consciousness into their own encounters, and the endless experience of reincarnation wears away all the resistance of the other party, and finally is swallowed up by this big face, thus forever becoming a ghost bound by the Ten Thousand Soul Flag.

Han Zaixin had reached the most dangerous moment at this time, and that big face had turned into the most deadly attack. This was the most powerful blow of the Demon Sect powerhouse who launched this raid, and Han Zaixin's state at this time was definitely unstoppable, and being directly devoured by the other party was the only outcome.

But Han Zaixin is not an ordinary person after all, and this point has slowly changed the original trajectory of his life since he got that opportunity half a year ago. That five-colored brilliance is the only thing left between this piece of heaven and earth that can make people reverse the incomplete rules of heaven and earth, and the key to achieving the only five-element body in this small world, not only to increase the cultivation progress, but most importantly, the existence of that five-color rune.

It was the condensation of the only existence of the Five Elements Origin in this side of the world, and getting this opportunity meant that he was the son of destiny loved by the luck of this side of the world.

Doesn't it mean that the body of the five elements will be destroyed by heavenly punishment when it is jealous of the heavens? Why did it become the son of luck in this heaven and earth? It is not surprising that the three thousand small worlds form a middle thousand world, and the three thousand middle thousand worlds make a large thousand worlds, and this rule limits the pattern of the heavens and ten thousand worlds. Because this is the supreme avenue of truth, no one can surpass it, even those giants who stand at the pinnacle of this endless world can only bow their heads under this rule. Therefore, each world has a limit, that is, the laws of the great world are perfect, and they are full of the power of the five elements of yin and yang. It belongs to the world with the most perfect rules, and under it, the middle thousand world has lost the two attributes of yin and yang, and only the power of the five elements remains.

Further down, there is the small world, this kind of world, the five elements are incomplete, and one of them is lost, or even two or three. But the people in it can also cultivate the power of all the attributes in the Five Elements, but no one can gather all the attributes in one, which also limits the threshold of the small thousand world to climb to the middle thousand world. This is also the rule of heaven and earth, so Han Zaixin gathered the power of the five elements, which means that this small thousand world has the opportunity to be promoted to the middle thousand world, but this is absolutely not allowed by the middle thousand world above their world, if it is discovered, then Han Zaixin will only be destroyed by the heavenly punishment.

But Han Zaixin's situation is in line with the most fundamental interests of the small world where he is located, because as a world, it also has its own consciousness, although this is the most shallow and basic consciousness. But it also has consciousness, Han Zaixin is its hope to break through the shackles. But after all, it is only the most shallow consciousness, and it can't shield Han Zaixin, and even can't do it.

Fortunately, the Sword Sect used to be a super sect that dominated the Middle Thousand Worlds, and the Gate had its own heritage, even if it had fallen to a corner of the small world, but those things that could not be used in the small thousand worlds, but were extremely useful in the middle thousand worlds, were preserved. For example, the time when Han Zaixin was reincarnating the five elements to cover the heavenly machine, he used the most common chaos talisman in the middle thousand worlds when the five elements were reincarnated. This is something that only the Sword Sect has in this small world. After all, it has been glorious for countless years, even if these things are useless in the small world now, but they will definitely not run out of stock.

Of course, these things can only be regarded as chicken-like existences in the current Sword Sect, because these things are not needed in the Xiaoqian World!, so Qing Xuanzi and Sword Void Lao Dao don't care much about this thing.

Therefore, at this time, the Sword Void Old Dao, who was refining the Heaven Covering Talisman Seal, attached more importance to the Heaven Covering Talisman Seal in his hand that was about to take shape than the inner disciple who was already in danger. Although he also regarded Han Zaixin as a hope for the rise of the Sword Sect, his hope was not too great, because he knew the hardships involved, which he was much more negative than Qing Xuanzi. After experiencing a lot, you will be afraid, and you will only think about keeping the foundation in front of you.

But Qing Xuanzi is becoming more and more anxious, because he really regards Han Zaixin as the hope of the Sword Sect, he knows that as long as this little guy grows up completely in the future, how much he will rely on the Sword Sect, and for the sect that has long been in decline now, this is the most likely opportunity to rise in thousands of years. So he didn't allow Han Zaixin to have an accident. So his hands were like convulsions, and he began to speed up continuously, and the true yuan began to run, turning faster and faster in his body, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his brain, and every time he put the eye on the fire phoenix in the red smoke in his hand, he had to spend a lot of effort, grinding the dragon blood ink, using the true yuan to hold the red smoke, and holding the silver wolf in his hand, constantly dipping the ink, and pointing out.

Qing Xuanzi shot faster and faster, after a long period of failure, he finally found that feeling, every time he pointed out, he was getting closer and closer to the eye sockets of Huo Feng's eyes, although they all fell short at the final moment, but they were getting closer and closer. In the end, Qing Xuanzi's hands were like thousands of afterimages, and the whole person was like the thousand-armed Guanyin enshrined in the Buddhist temple, nearly a thousand arms appeared, and sweat was rolling down his forehead.

As a peerless powerhouse in the Void Martial Realm, Qing Xuanzi fought three hundred rounds with a great monk of the same level at this time. But all the hard work was not in vain, and in the end, he found the feeling, everything was so smooth, like an antelope hanging horns, whimsical. The wind is getting lighter and lighter, although the anxious look on his face is gradually revealed, but the movements of his hands are becoming more and more fluid.

With a loud phoenix chirping, a red fire phoenix sang, flashing its wings, and five ink-like handwriting appeared in front of the two of them, as if they had come to life. At this moment, it seems that it is not a carving carved from the heart of the phoenix sycamore, but a real phoenix reborn in Nirvana. The fire phoenix that soared into the sky rose up a red glow, reflecting a huge and friendless phoenix in the sky, and the colorful feathers trembled slightly on its head like a giant bird and an eagle falcon. Dressed in colorful feathers, his wings spread out to cover half of the Thai sky. Finally, there are three tail feathers that lie in the sky, like three red heavenly rivers, traversing east and west.

"It's ...... This is the Divine Bird Fire Phoenix!" At this moment, Han Zaixin was already in danger, and the consciousness body that his soul had gathered was about to be swallowed up by that pitch-black giant face, which had a bloodthirsty smile and an infinite excitement, because this was the most outstanding disciple of the Sword Sect, he could already be sure of this.

The news from the dark chess lurking in the Sword Sect is that this kid is an ordinary inner disciple of the Sword Guard, but now the environment he is in is at the door of the Ancestor Hall of the Sword Sect, which already explains everything. It is a pleasure to strangle the genius seedlings of the rival sect. This is his favorite thing to do, and what he likes the most is the current state of Han Zaixin, because he can see that although this little disciple of the Sword Sect has begun to sink at this time, his deepest consciousness is still sober, and this strong and tenacious will also makes him feel horrified, but he trembles with excitement even more. Swallowing him little by little while the other party is awake is his favorite thing to do!

Previously, he lowered his height little by little, just to enjoy a kind of perverted psychology of cat and mouse. But at this time, he sped up, because a fire phoenix rose from the mountain behind the Sword Sect, which made him feel very uneasy. The fire phoenix is the most masculine and rigid divine beast between heaven and earth, controlling the power of endless flames, which is the most lethal force for the demon cultivation of the yin and evil attributes.

So even if it was just a phantom of the fire phoenix, it made this giant face panic. He decided not to stay any longer, and made a quick decision. Immediately, it devoured Han Zaixin directly!