Starting from the big mouth, this vast world, like wrinkles, formed a huge repulsive force, pushing me to the void behind me, like a shooting star. Coming and going, you, thinking wrong! Turning the Divine Consciousness into Mana, Niansheng Bridge, which means bridge, soul becomes a bridge, roared angrily: Dao Bridge! A bridge was formed under the feet, extending forward very slowly. The force of repulsion continued to crash against the bridge, and the bridge appeared very unstable, showing signs of disintegration, "The eight winds do not move!" I let out a low cry again and sat down cross-legged on the bridge.

The vertical eyes kept flashing, shooting out blue light, shining on the road bridge, the bridge was melting little by little, this kind of confrontation made me extremely difficult, after all, it was a soul body, there was no mana support, and it was very expensive to rely on divine consciousness alone, and if it continued like this, the soul would wither.

It's been so long, why didn't the strange face attack me directly? There must be something it fears, and unlike other soul bodies, my soul body contains, Netherworld Golden Sun Fire, thinking of this, a fire ignited on the road bridge, although there is only a thin layer, but the blue light is blocked, and the road bridge is completely stabilized.

This is a difficult confrontation, the world, has always maintained the rejection of me, I sat on the road bridge, the bridge and the man and the bridge are one, the eight winds do not move! It depends on both sides, who persists to the end. It's not easy either, in order to deal with me, it's already given up absorbing the soul clan, and I'm tired of my soul, and it's hard to settle in this world.

In the Soul Clan Temple, Yin Qiaoqiao rushed in quickly, shouting: "Mother, the blue bridge has changed, the soul sucking has stopped, and our clan has been saved!" The old woman patriarch was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Yin Qiaoqiao in disbelief. Before sealing the enchantment, Ming Li and Xuan Da Hammer stared at it silently, extremely haggard. For five years. The two of them had been waiting here. If it weren't for the body sitting in front of the bridge, the vitality would still be there, and it would have rushed in a long time ago. The group of soul clansmen, under the leadership of the patriarch, came to the enchantment, and after observing for a long time, the patriarch was extremely excited and said: "The Holy Venerable Envoy is still alive, my clan is lucky." ”

Actually, I can give up. With the repulsion, he safely withdrew from this world, and his soul returned to his body and returned to the soul clan. But I was not reconciled, I thought, swallowing the world. As I pondered, I realized that the Blue Bridge was not a living being, but a treasure. I don't know for what purpose.,Being a supreme being.。 Launched. Perhaps, this itself is a conspiracy against the Soul Clan, which was arranged 10,000 years ago. This treasure can absorb souls, refine souls, and of course, nourish souls, for my soul body, it is an unprecedented, opportunity, and creation.

That strange face is the instrument spirit of this treasure, if you can swallow it, the soul body will undergo a qualitative change, and the body and soul will be one, and on the Azure Star, it will become the first Xuan Realm in 10,000 years. This treasure artifact spirit inhaled me at the beginning because I was: alien soul, the so-called alien soul, should be, a soul born from a non-Azure Star, so the purpose is still the land of Nine Wells, sealing the Azure Star. It sucked me in, but it didn't want to get into big trouble, not only could it not digest it, but it was also making a fuss inside, so it wanted to spit me out, which means that it was impossible to break this treasure outside. And I was inside, so that the machine spirit panicked, felt a crisis, such a good opportunity, how could I let go.

If you want to stay in this world, you can't hold on hard, you can only rely on cultivation! This is a crazy idea, in the cultivation realm, the soul body can only grow in the sea of its own consciousness, and it will be hurt if it is separated from the body for too long, let alone heard of whose soul can practice out of the body. Even if it is a soul clan, after gathering the soul, it is necessary to condense before it can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to practice.

Cultivating in the physical body and absorbing the aura, then the cultivation of the soul body, absorbing what? In this world, there is nothing, no, there should be, the soul! As long as the method is right, I can absorb it, and there is the Netherworld Golden Sun Fire, which can be purified first to avoid being disturbed by the distracting thoughts of the remnant soul. This method is feasible! After figuring it out, it can be put into action immediately. But as soon as I got lucky, I was stupid, any exercises, Zhou Tian cycle, all along the meridians, blood, five internal organs, and how can there be these on the soul body!

In the world where the blue light flashes, there is only a short bridge, and a figure sits on the bridge, and a line of fire slowly extends on its body, using fire as a knife to carve the soul! This is the only way I can think of, on the soul body, carve out the meridians, blood vessels, and internal organs, so that the soul is the body, and it becomes a reality. This is an adventure that has never been repeated, transforming the soul body, especially self-harm, is not only extremely dangerous, but also extremely painful, the pain of the last time the five strange veins were opened, compared to now, it can only be regarded as a pediatric, and the consciousness must remain awake at all times, I finally realized that there is no most pain, only more pain.

In addition to maintaining the power of repulsion, the machine spirit did not overreact to my behavior at all. Maybe he's still hiding in a dark corner, stealing fun, this kid is finally hopeless, and he is so focused on playing self-harm games. I can't remember how long it was, but when I was on the verge of collapse, my soul body was finally formed, and I endured unimaginable pain, using my divine consciousness as my mana, and I used my divine consciousness to return to the hidden secret. Xiao Zhoutian, Da Zhoutian, the divine consciousness is rolling and flowing, and it eventually becomes a cycle, but the imaginary cultivation effect does not appear, and everything seems to be doing useless work.

A sense of loss, a whimsical solution, will eventually come to naught, give up, be ostracized, not the worst outcome. I smiled miserably and made one last attempt, and my divine consciousness moved with the Netherworld Golden Sunfire, like a fire dragon patrolling the scriptures. In the world of nothingness, a few strands of black silk suddenly appeared, like moths going to fire, being inhaled and refined, I was so excited that I trembled!

The world is no longer empty, with the cultivation, more and more black silk appears, the soul body continues to grow, condensed, ten zhang, one hundred zhang, thousands of zhang, forming a giant, towering in this world, and the road bridge is also extending forward faster and faster. I no longer sat down, but walked slowly on the bridge, and nothing could stop me from moving forward. The will of the world, from roaring and angry, to wailing and begging, and finally weakened and silent. I stopped, for I had felt that the world, centered around me, was beginning to collapse and shrink, and I waited for the machine spirit to appear, without me having to look for it.

The blue light flickered, and the strange face seemed to be far away in the sky, and it seemed to be a step away, "How offended, I have made up for it, so let's stop, okay?" A will came, "Who are you, why do you devour souls?" I decided to ask clearly, "The Fog Soul Bridge, the key to memory, the key to life, was placed here by the master ten thousand years ago to complete the fate." ”

I was shocked, "Are you a key? from the forbidden land?" I asked, my vertical eyes kept blinking, flashing a little doubt and reminiscence, "My body, indeed, is a key, hung on the bridge by the master, let me remember that every life that walks on the bridge will be collected and useful when the time comes." (To be continued......)