This is almost the most difficult one that Yuan Hong encountered when he came to this world. It did not come from the physical torture, but from the soul, which was clearer and more painful.
In his sea of souls, the phantom of the primordial spirit sat cross-legged on the altar, under unparalleled pressure, and constantly used methods to counteract, but he was still so sad that he was dying, even more terrifying than Ling Chi.
It was a huge and desperate momentum, as towering as a magic mountain, as vast as a sea, although only a trace of breath descended, it was like a pair of heavenly knives, hitting Yuan Hong's primordial spirit continuously.
This is a kind of training, to be precise, it is a kind of divine power, it is the oppression of the blasphemers, and it is also the measurement of those who come. They are not peerless heroes, and they have no qualifications to set foot here.
The dark magic mountain is like a real dragon crouching down. It can't see the edge at a glance. It cuts off the main void and divides it into two places with the abyss.
Boom!
Thunder rolls, beating like a drum!
The black mist in the sky above the mountains surged wildly, and it came out of the inexplicable void, but it couldn't even fall down. It was easily pushed away by a mysterious force, no matter how powerful it was, it couldn't shake a single bit!
Yuan Hong saw from a distance that black shadows appeared in the black mist, some were only a few feet high, and some were as big as mountains. They appeared in the black mist, roaring like ghosts.
A sharp claw stretched out and easily wiped out a mountain range. The sharp claws were tens of meters long, grabbing the earth into ravines and thick black mist, which made one's hair stand on end.
too terrifying! It is really unimaginable how powerful it will be. I am afraid that in the abyss, no one can contend, and only those ancient pure-blooded aliens can fight.
If it really starts to fight, the world will be turned upside down, almost no one will be spared, and the entire abyss will be pierced through thousands of holes, it must be the magic light that is overwhelming, and the supernatural powers will bloom with peerless sharpness.
Fortunately, there was a ray of light in Yuan Hong's body that was always on, which made those dark shadow creatures extremely afraid, and they didn't dare to go one step further! He walked unimpeded all the way, along the mountains, trying his best to resist the terrible pressure.
call!
Yuan Hong breathed out a long breath, and flew out like a long sword, cutting off all the boulders! He stretched his arms, like a spirit ape stretching horizontally, and like a sky roc spreading its wings, his body released terrifying potential, burning like a furnace.
He has no fear physically, is very relaxed, and can completely resist the oncoming momentum, but his head is still shaking, his eyes are bloodshot, and the big tendons on his forehead are twisted and twisted, and they are constantly beating.
"Oh my god! Is this going to kill my primordial spirit?" Yuan Hong couldn't help shouting.
too painful! He felt that the primordial spirit was creaking and creaking, and was constantly being slashed and slammed by terrible forces. Not only did he have to move his energy and blood to resist the external oppression, but he also expended a lot of energy to condense the primordial spirit!
The pain from the soul is the deepest and most dangerous!
At this moment, Yuan Hong's sea of souls was like a storm, and the movement was so loud that he had to stop temporarily, find a remote and hidden place, and stabilize his primordial spirit.
pain! Unimaginable pain!
Can't speak, can't tell, makes people desperate.
The sea of souls, like waves of fury, was almost shaking, giving Yuan Hong a headache, as if it was about to explode. His soul phantom sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, bearing all the pressure, almost crushed.
The power of the sky seems to have turned into a pair of heavenly knives, hanging in the sky above the sea of souls. They are extremely fierce and can cut people's primordial spirit. The small figure faded away.
It was a real sky thunder, otherwise Yuan Hong would have already fallen, it was a vision transformed by a terrifying force, and it also possessed great coercion. If ordinary monks had already died, they would not be able to bear it at all.
Lei Yin rumbling, still going on!
If it weren't for the black runes to bloom brilliance and open the black sky to prop up the sea of souls, Yuan Hong's soul would have been shattered and his soul would have been wiped out at this moment.
"Oh my god! It's really scary! It's impossible to compete with this. Even if my soul is strong, I can't stand such a test!" Yuan Hong wailed, he was born with such a strong soul power, and he almost couldn't bear it!
"Your uncle! I don't believe that Ji Peng is better than me on Yuanshen. How did they get over it?"
Yuan Hong is very confident. Although he is at a disadvantage in terms of attacking and attacking, he is born with an abnormally strong soul, far surpassing his peers, and he has condensed the primordial spirit during the Qi training period. Although it is a phantom, once it is known, You will be astonished and trembling!
There are so many wizards in the ancient times, and few of them can do it at this age. No matter how talented they are, the road to practice has to be done step by step, unless the ancient sages are reincarnated.
"Ah...! I have to find a way to resist the suppression of the general trend, otherwise I will leave a Taoist injury and affect my life's practice!" He dived into the depths of a big river, sat cross-legged on a big rock, and put his heart and soul into it. Manipulating the primordial spirit.
"There is a mixture of things, born from heaven and earth. Lonely and lonely, independent without changing, traveling around without perishing, it can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, but the strong word is called Tao,..."
"There are four major realms, and humans live in one of them. Humans follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."
"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. Everything bears yin and embraces yang, and the spirit is full of harmony..."
Yuan Hong kept reciting the scriptures of Tao Te Ching, and each word resounded like a bell, long and far-reaching, like the mouth of an ancient power.
Golden lotus blossoms, exuding a delicate fragrance, grow from the sea of souls, each flower is like pouring gold, densely covered with Taoism, vaguely like the supreme treasure, immortal supernatural power, and the simplest Taoism.
The golden lotus descends from the sky, and the rays of light fly all over the world.
Yuan Hong's primordial spirit phantom sits cross-legged in the golden lotus. At this moment, it is sacred and extraordinary, like a fairy boy chanting sutras. Golden lights fly up one after another, holding up the falling thunder and sky knives, and finally disappear continuously, turning into streams of light.
The golden light is mysterious and extraordinary, accompanied by the sacred and simple Taoist sound, it seems to have erected a golden bridge and opened up a sky.
The golden lotus descended from the sky, this is a legendary vision, the appearance at this moment relieved Yuan Hong's pressure a lot, he kept reciting the scriptures, his voice became louder and louder, almost spreading the entire sea of souls, every word has Terrible dao rhyme.
He slowly immersed himself in it, and realized the infinite mystery. He seemed to see a magnificent Taoist palace. To perform a terrifying method, the surrounding soul power was continuously extracted and turned into various weapons and flew away.
In the beginning, it was a quaint Dao Pagoda, ordinary, even a little dilapidated, but Dao Yun was natural, slowly selected in the sea of souls, suppressing time and space, and countless heavenly knives were wiped out with a light sway, and the strong thunder light was absorbed at once. all clean.
"Eh...!" Yuan Hong felt the pressure lighten, and with the appearance of the pagoda, his will became more and more condensed, the inexplicable Dao rhyme came out, and the phantom of the primordial spirit became clearer.
Mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful!
Road to Road, very Avenue!
The pagoda has a natural charm, which makes people intoxicated. It suppressed the ten directions and devoured everything with a light shake, as if flying from the chaos, with the charm of turning decay into magic. Yuan Hong moved his hands, unconsciously begins to bear its imprint.
Immediately afterwards, the pagoda disappeared, and the sea of souls was peaceful, but Yuan Hong didn't dare to slack off, because he felt a palpitation of power, and it was the eve of the storm.
Boom...!
Suddenly, the sky changed! It's not the abyss, but Yuan Hong's soul sea, filled with a strange and terrifying aura, much stronger than before, like an ancient magic mountain falling down.
The thunder light was too blazing, and the heavenly Yuan Honghun sea was raging like a real sky thunder, and the lightning flashed like a dragon. It was really unimaginable that a young man in the Qi training period would encounter such a terrible thing.
Such mighty power and vastness make people feel hopeless and lifeless. If Yuan Hong hadn't fallen into the Taoist realm at this moment, he would have been scared out of his wits, because this is a hopeless situation.
No one can survive such a terrible calamity at this age and in this realm, even if they are born with a Taoist body, or have a terrible physique, and invincible blood, they are not sure.
Because, this has gone beyond the great realm too much, even if it is useless to fight with all its strength, under the power of the sky, everything will be crushed into ashes, this is the catastrophe that has come down from this world.
The majestic magic mountain is like a dragon, and there is a terrible coercion, as if the coercion has been violated, and it wakes up from a deep sleep.
Yuan Hong fell into the Dao realm at the moment, and flashes of inspiration kept flashing in his mind. He had come into contact with the most mysterious method, and tried his best to grasp it, and the Dao sutra in his mouth became more and more powerful.
puff!
Suddenly, Yuan Hong showed an intoxicated smile, waved his hands, and the phantom of the primordial spirit formed a seal, and he couldn't help striking forward, turning into a fairy light and flying out, dazzling and dazzling.
when······!
A bell rang, and suddenly exploded in the sea of souls. A bronze bell, the size of a mountain, flew out of that celestial light. As soon as it appeared, the tumbling thunder stopped, as if time had been frozen.
The same simplicity and nature, but there is a terrible rhyme of Taoism pervading, the lines of Taoism on the big bell, imprinted with the sun, moon and stars, the mountains and rivers of the earth, there are congenital gods and demons fighting, there are sacrifices of ancient ancestors, and there are supreme immortals. Dharma, there are terrible trolls roaring.
It hangs in the void without moving, and when it shakes lightly, it emits another bell, like the divine sound when the sky is opened, with mysterious mystery, which makes Yuan Hong's soul shake, and then his spirit is shaken.
The sound waves were pushed out slowly like water, silently dissipating those terrifying forces of the sky, the electric light and thunder sounds were wiped out one by one, collapsing into the sea of souls, all the terrible things disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This makes people a little dumbfounded, like a dream, everything that was terrible just now no longer exists, as if it never happened, only a mysterious big clock hangs there.
"Immortality"
Yuan Hong's primordial spirit phantom opened his mouth at this moment, woke up from the Dao realm, and spoke slowly.