Duan Heng's words were a bit clueless, and the wisp of Xiaoyue Ji's soul who was trapped here by the Soul Detention Technique naturally couldn't understand.

However, Duan Heng didn't explain much. The whole soul has been immersed in it.

In fact, in the previous time, he had been fighting against that inexplicable sadness, just like a person who has to fight against the inexplicable drowsiness, which can neither be expelled nor ignored, in short, it will be very uncomfortable.

But if you relax with this sleepiness for a while, take care and fall asleep.

Duan Heng felt this way now, Xiao Yueji's spirit couldn't soak in that desolate emotion, but he had already succeeded in less than ten breaths.

How can you say this feeling?

If it is specific to the external objects of the environment, then he is like standing on a cold wasteland, with a bleak dark cloud overhead, no long things, and his life is short, there are interceptions in front of him, and there are chasing soldiers in the back.

Unconsciously, Duan Heng found that he had become another person, a person who couldn't see his expression and face clearly, gurgling blood, and a fatal wound on his body was tearing and devouring the last bit of life, all he could hear was the hunting wind, and the sound of shouting and killing from all directions.

The shadow of death is looming.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a very gentle man's voice laughing, "Kunlun, what other last words do you have?" ”

But there was no response, silence is everything.

Then the heavens and the earth were darkened, and the cold death came completely.

Almost at the same time, Duan Heng also woke up from that sad emotional immersion, but he did not return to the dungeon of soul restraint. Instead, it was separated from the person named Kunlun, as if he was watching a video.

At this moment, he could see the situation around him clearly.

It was the center of an incomparably tragic battlefield, and the battle was going on in all directions, and the scale and level of that battle. At least all of them are above the emperor level, or even higher.

As for the ground at this moment, a headless corpse was lying there quietly, with a misty sword weapon inserted in his chest, no, it was a sword weapon condensed from mist, and on it, there was a very strange rune mark.

At first sight. Duan Heng was very bad in his heart, and he almost had the illusion of being eaten alive. Shocked, he quickly turned his head.

However, when he turned his head again, he found that the time, place, and people were all gone, replaced by the headless corpse, which was constantly changing. After the sun, moon, wind and frost, it turned into a high mountain. The canyon eventually became the Kunlun Forbidden Land.

But in the process, the head of Kunlun was never found.

Then, every few moments, that memory would run through quickly. Duan Heng could see thousands of Imperial Legions passing through the Kunlun Forbidden Land, sometimes for hundreds of years just by marching one after another.

Eventually, the situation began to decrease, and the Kunlun Forbidden Land seemed to be getting worse and worse. The black demonic qi tide was raging, and it began to be somewhat similar to the Kunlun Forbidden Land that Duan Heng had seen.

When the picture of memory turned again, you could see dozens of strange men and women, who were fighting fiercely with a group of red birds, although these people did not know each other, Duan Heng still immediately guessed that these people should be the descendants of the five great emperor clans and the nine high gates who went to the Kunlun forbidden land to complete the hunt of life and death.

Then fragmented memories kept appearing, basically every 150 years, a life-and-death hunt.

Watch those ancient high-ranking disciples fight, fight, kill, and then gain the true heart of the Vermilion Bird.

In this way, generations of high-ranking disciples came, either dead or born, and even saw Luo Qingli, Luo Qingniang, who had just debuted, and Luo Qingniang sisters.

In the end, all the memory images were frozen again, and Duan Heng suddenly returned to the dungeon formed by the Soul Gathering Technique.

At this time, he just understood a little bit that for some unknown reason before, he actually had some kind of indescribable resonance with the residual consciousness of the dead Heavenly Immortal Kunlun, so he could see these broken memories.

Although this Kunlun dead memory could not help him get out of trouble directly, it was enough to make Duan Heng have the certainty of getting out of trouble.

Yes, it's very simple, that is, it is enough to absorb and integrate the fragmented memories of this Heavenly Immortal Kunlun.

After all, it was an immortal-level existence, even if he had been dead for countless years, even if he no longer had any autonomous consciousness, even if these memories were so broken that the big guys who killed him in the first place didn't bother to pay attention to it, but this benefit was still to benefit Duan Heng a lot.

didn't dare to hesitate, Duan Heng did what he said, still relying on the connection between his spiritual sense and Kunlun's broken will, pulling those memory fragments over one by one to dissolve, digest and devour them.

There is no pressure in this process, and those broken wills will not have any resistance, in fact, if they can resist, it means that Kunlun can make a comeback, in fact, it is impossible.

As a section that can resonate with these wills, it is simply the best place to take in.

Of course, Duan Heng didn't know, he actually thought about things too simply, as the broken will of Heavenly Immortal Kunlun, where could he devour it if he wanted to?

Even if Kunlun is already dead, it is useless to die no longer!

In the past millions of years, no matter how many immortal cultivators have been able to fuse a piece of broken will.

The reason why he was able to do it was because he did not hesitate to forcibly comprehend the sword intent inheritance of the Luo family with the will to die, which first aroused the resonance of the immortal sword in the imperial capital, and then he was able to sense Kunlun's broken will.

In other words, Kunlun's crippled will is to treat him as his own first, and then it will be so smooth.

Even among them, there are some effects of the primeval sword stolen by Luo Qingniang.

In short, these are all benefits that even the children of the imperial family have to dream of, but there is nowhere to be found.

At this point, the first thing she sensed was not Duan Heng, but Xiao Yueji, who also existed in the form of a soul, and she could clearly feel that Duan Heng's spiritual sense was expanding and expanding at an unimaginable speed.

So much so that she had a shocking sense of danger.

Only the successful fusion of the first Kunlun will, the restraint of the soul restraint technique on Duan Heng had to begin to loosen, after all, the soul restraint technique was just a spell similar to the suppression of spiritual sense.

Even, Duan Heng began to vaguely sense his body. (To be continued.) )