The mountains are covered with snow.

Winter is getting colder, the small streams are all frozen by the cold, and the mountains and rivers are silent.

But this cave, which is located in the mountain, makes the sound of flowing water.

The fish swam around in the droplets, bubble after bubble.

Liu Yi sat in the cave, not far in front of him, there was bubbling water.

"Haha

A voice came from Liu Yi's dantian. "I didn't expect that the Yuan Shen you cultivated turned out to be a cloud of white mist, you must have cultivated an unknown ancient magic method, which is why you have cultivated the Yuan Shen into such a state! Now, your physical body has fallen into my hands, if you are willing to tell me this ancient magic method of cultivating the Yuan Shen, I will let you live, only take your body, and not kill your soul. How about I also open the net and find a suitable body for your soul so that you can be reborn?"

After the three-foot willow tree escaped into Liu Yi's body, it changed into this cloud and mist.

This person only thought that this cloud and mist was where Liu Yi's primordial spirit was, so he said so.

"Where is this place, and what are you bringing me here for?"

Liu Yi pretended to be frightened, and used the Yuan Shen to perform the sound transmission method, and the voice came out of the white cloud, and then CAO controlled the two heavenly fires, ready to make a move at any time, "I have no grievances with you, why do you want to harm me?"

"Cultivators are already the strong!"

The voice sneered and sneered: "There is more humanity than it loses, and what is not enough is made up for it, and what is not enough is made up for the lack of heaven." We cultivators follow the way of heaven, so the stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker. Although you and I have no grievances or hatreds, you are innocent and guilty. With your low cultivation, how can you deserve to have the opportunity to become a god? If this opportunity to become a god is in the hands of Ling Wanjian, the head of the Xuantian Sect, this seat will definitely not act rashly, but this opportunity to become a god is in your hands......

"That's it!"

Liu Yi pretended to sigh and said, "Even if I can perform the method of seizing the world, if I lack the qualifications of this rare spiritual root, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to even cultivate to become an immortal." You might as well kill me right now, before I die, there is only one request, I hope you can tell me who you really are, so that I can die to understand. ”

Hearing this, the voice was silent for a moment, and said, "You really don't want to live anymore?"

Liu Yi is full of absurd words, this person actually believes it!

Liu Yi sneered in his heart, but there was a sigh in his words, "I have a rare spiritual root, I am a rare genius in the world, but my body will be taken away by you, I have been reduced from a genius to an ordinary person, compared to before, it is equivalent to a waste material, what is the meaning of living?"

"You've got it all figured out!"

The voice hesitated for a moment before saying, "This seat is the head of the Dao Xuan Sect, the king of the Xuan Sect, ......."

"Haha......ha

Liu Yi let out a long laugh, interrupted this person's words, and said, "When you use your magical powers, you carry a thick bloody aura all over your body, attracting ten thousand meters of blood light, this is a real demonic Dao technique. Dao Xuanzong is a dignified and righteous sect, if you are the head of Dao Xuanzong, how can you use such evil magical methods? Do you think I am a three-year-old child, and I actually use such a ridiculous lie to deceive me!"

"Hmph, whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with this seat?"

The voice said, "Now your wish before you died, this seat has been fulfilled for you, and you can go on your way." Liu Yi, you are just a junior boy, and being able to die in the hands of my Wang Zhixuan is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

As this sentence was spoken, a tiny figure appeared in Liu Yi's dantian.

This figure was dressed in white, and it was the appearance of Wang Zhixuan, the head of Dao Xuanzong.

Although Liu Yi's body was controlled by Wang Zhixuan, he was still able to perform the method of internal vision, and he saw his face clearly as soon as Wang Zhixuan's soul appeared.

Wang Zhixuan put his hands behind his back, stared at the white clouds in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "Your soul is hidden in this cloud and mist primordial god, right? But I, Wang Zhixuan, have obtained a demonic soul melting spell, which can integrate your soul into my soul, and I will naturally be able to turn all your memories into my own use, bit by bit......"

Hearing this, Liu Yi's heart moved, driving two heavenly fires.

The drunken cloud mist fire and the void long rainbow fire galloped out of the Upper Dantian Purple Mansion, followed the second vein of Ren Du, and poured straight into the Lower Dantian.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha I know that you will burn me with heavenly fire!"

Wang Zhixuan smiled coldly, and a bead appeared above the soul's head, and the essence of the bead was full of light, forming a circle of light around Wang Zhixuan's soul, blocking the two heavenly fires that rushed in. "My Beihai Dingfeng Pearl, is an acquired spiritual treasure, is a mysterious treasure from the sentient beings seeking the Dao, although the heavenly fire in your hand is powerful, but your cultivation is too low, how can you use the heavenly fire to burn me to death? Since I want to take your soul and body, I must be prepared, this seat advises you not to do futile struggles again. ”

"In vain?"

Liu Yi asked coldly, and a bell galloped from the upper dantian of the purple mansion and flew into the lower dantian.

Jingle bells!

As soon as the bell rang, Wang Zhixuan's soul was affected by the bell, and it trembled slightly.

The magic weapon of Taiyi Town Soul Bell, with the word soul suppression in its name, already has the effect of suppressing the soul, and after Liu Yi refined the bell again, the bell was even more powerful.

Another jet-black flame came out of the bell.

The black flame was a trace of demonic fire that Liu Yi had obtained from the Cloud and Mist World.

Although Liu Yi can't turn this magic fire into his own use, CAO can control it, but he can store the magic fire in the Xuanniao Forget Worry Wood and release it at this moment.

The demonic fire is tyrannical and abnormal, and nothing is burned.

The circle of light manifested by the North Sea Wind Bead was burned by the magic fire to open a gap the size of a grain of rice.

Two heavenly fires poured straight into the gap and burned towards Wang Zhixuan.

"Demon Fire! You can control Demon Fire!"

Wang Zhixuan's expression was shocked, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly understood that not everything was under his control. Now the mutation suddenly occurred, and the circle of light formed by the Beihai Dingfeng Bead was burned through a hole by the demonic fire, and the heavenly fire poured in, and he couldn't think of how to resist it for a while, so he had to use the Gangfeng Divine Power again, and roared angrily: "Look at my Nine Heavens Long Wind Divine Power!"

The rolling cyan wind blew out from Wang Zhixuan's soul.

This time, Wang Zhixuan deliberately weakened the power of Gangfeng, and did not show the power of the seven colors.

Wang Zhixuan thought that Liu Yi's soul was hidden in the white clouds, and he actually blew the wind away against the white clouds, and the clouds and mist were blown away in an instant, making the roots of the willow trees hidden in the clouds and mist visible.

Whoosh!

Above the roots of the tree, the blue light flashed.

The tiny roots of the tree were like cyan lightning, binding Wang Zhixuan's soul......

Seeing this scene, Liu Yi looked overjoyed, and said in his heart: "Sure enough!"

[Author's digression]: The cold has finally healed, and the state has just recovered, please bear with me. That's all for today, and for tomorrow.