On the outskirts of Jishui County, there was silence all around, silent. The disc-like moon hung high in the sky, and the cold light was splashing wantonly. Suddenly, a red figure appeared in the sky, relying on the red lotus under his feet, and his wide placket fluttered in the wind, looking noble and fluttering.

Pan Hao stepped out of the suburbs, his palm opened, and a broken jade bead appeared in his palm. There is also a ghost sleeping peacefully in the jade bead. This jade bead was already faintly on the verge of collapse under the washing of divine power, and the space inside was constantly collapsing.

Brush, Pan Hao's divine power swept Wang Er's ghost out, click, click, the jade beads finally couldn't bear it, the space inside collapsed, and in less than a while, it turned into a pinch of jade powder and remained in Pan Hao's palm. A gust of wind blew through the palm of his hand, and the jade powder fell and fell into the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, a strong suction force hits. Pan Hao's eyes froze, and above Wang Er's head, a black vortex was slowly forming, and a powerful suction force was slowly forming. Pan Hao turned into a red brilliant thought, and entered Wang Er's soul with a bang.

Boom, the suction of the black hole increased several times, and Wang Er's ghost finally couldn't resist the suction, turned into a beam of black light, and was absorbed into it.

The space was dark and gloomy, and the ground was desolate. The ghost qi and yin qi that rushed into the sky formed layers of dark clouds in the sky. A murky, dark yellow river swept through the space and into the endless void in a distant and unknown place. In the long river, there are countless souls roaring and struggling.

Boom, countless black holes of a large size appeared on the long river, and countless souls seemed to fall into the long river like dumplings. Suddenly, a ghostly ghost with a cold, ghostly aura fell out of the black hole with a thud.

Among these souls, there are civilians in cloth clothes, soldiers with mutilated armor, Confucian scholars in Zhuzi deep clothes, and high-ranking officials in court clothes......

All kinds of souls fell on the Yellow Spring River.

Wang Er fell into the long river and screamed. The ghost qi on his body was washed by the yellow spring water, and Wang Er's whole person was like sulfuric acid, and the green smoke on his body rushed straight to a height of three or four feet. In a moment, the ghost aura on Wang Er's body had disappeared. Without the ghost energy, Wang Er's soul was finally not eroded again.

It's just that suddenly, Wang Er's heart is full of fear. Because the memories on his body are slowly fading. The turbid river water kept pouring into Wang Er's body. The memories in the soul seem to have been bleached by the river, and they have disappeared without a trace.

"Don't!" Wang Er roared in fear, his voice hoarse and miserable. He could feel that the memories that had disappeared would not come back. And the mark of his life will also disappear without a trace.

Countless souls can also feel that they are struggling and crying. There are many souls that are closer to the shore and swim quickly to the riverbank. It's just that just when they were about to reach the shore, suddenly an inexplicable wave knocked them all over. Push into the depths of the long river.

Wang Er's soul turned pale in despair as he saw it, and his memories were disappearing. Many of the souls around Wang Er were expressionless and their eyes were blank. This is the memory in the soul is gone, so there is no joy, anger and sorrow. It became like a blank slate, and there was no emotion.

Just when Wang Er was already completely desperate.

"Whether it is successful or not, it depends on your creation!" A distant sigh appeared in Wang Er's soul. A red drop of water appeared in Wang Er's mind, and this droplet, like crystal clear amber, was beautiful and luxurious. This water droplet suddenly exploded in Wang Er's body, sweeping away the memories in his soul.

Wang Er didn't have time to be stunned, his soul had turned into a blank piece of paper, his face was like an expression, and his eyes were dull and unstable with the river.

As the long river passed, Wang Er's soul gradually curled up and turned into a pale white sphere. Looking above the river, countless souls are like large cocoons, drifting with the river.

"This is the so-called true spirit?" Pan Hao's thoughts were hidden deep in Wang Er's soul, and his divine power was resisting the erosion of the Huangquan River. Originally, Pan Hao's divine power was just above the light red and below the red. However, under Pan Hao's extreme compression, it took a lot of effort to turn part of the divine power into red.

There was not much crimson divine power left around the thought, but the river was still infiltrating the soul, and finally the moment the soul turned into a true spirit, the river was cut off.

Next to Pan Hao's thoughts, a red water droplet was hanging, and there was a vague figure in it. Pan Hao's thoughts looked outside, and it was said that the true spirit was the essence of the soul, the purest mark of heaven and earth. For ordinary people, turning into a true spirit means that it has nothing to do with the previous life. However, there are supernatural beings who can break the mystery of the next life and restore the memory of the past life. Pan Hao thought secretly.

The river roared wildly, tossing up one true spirit after another. Suddenly, black holes appeared in the sky above. These black holes have life and death, and the vast breath of heaven and earth emanates.

"This is the power of reincarnation!" Pan Hao, who was hidden deep in the true spirit of Wang Er, was shocked. Hurriedly rushed out of Wang Er's true spirit. Boom, the black hole rotates, and the power of heaven and earth descends. A strong suction force appeared, the space was like a swamp, and Pan Hao's thoughts were difficult. But fortunately, the black hole is only for the true spirit, and Pan Hao is only for Yu Wei.

Hmm, Wang Er's true spirit was instantly sucked in, and Pan Hao's mind could flee. Just a few steps away. With a pop, the thought actually fell weightlessly into the river.

Pan Hao was shocked in his heart, and his divine power formed a protective cover, but under the erosion of the river, green smoke kept emitting. The remaining divine power is rapidly depleting. Pan Hao's divine power exploded, resisting the erosion of the river.

Jishui County, within the Pan Mansion. Pan Hao opened his eyes suddenly. A red lotus with twenty-one petals blooms in the eyes. A huge divine power rumbled into the sky like flowing water. Into the Void!

In the underworld, suddenly a red divine power appeared and poured into the body of the thought. Wow, Pan Hao's thoughts turned into a human form, sitting on top of the red lotus. A powerful and sacred and noble Shinto aura erupted, shaking away the true spirits within a few hundred meters!

Suddenly, at the moment when the divine power exploded, a magnificent, ancient heaven and earth power descended, this power was boundless, and Pan Hao's divine power was too small to be mentioned in front of it.

The power of heaven and earth slammed down on Pan Hao, and Pan Hao had no resistance, as if an ant had been swept out of this space. In a corner of the sun, the space ripples. A brilliant reddish diamond falls.