Ren Qing knew that for the imperial guard hall, Dameng Zhenren had only benefits to achieve the Yang Shen Realm, but it also brought great hidden dangers.

When he looked up at the dream made of the corpse of Tai Sui Daojun, he always felt inexplicably frightened, afraid that the dream would come true in the next breath.

boom……

The light and shadow of the land of Nether Feathers closed and turned into a real person in Dameng again.

From the outside, Dameng Zhenren seemed to have no change at all, but the twisted light and shadow brought a mysterious charm.

Ren Qing hurriedly took back the dream seed of heaven.

The tall figure of Dameng Zhenren looked around, stretched out his arms and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, powerful force acted on every prison guard, and they flew backwards towards the entrance and exit of the Mingyu Land without being controlled.

Ren Qing soon felt a film touching his back, and the next moment he came to the blood-torn Avici Hell.

He felt the tiredness coming from his mind, and his eyes were constantly fighting.

Before Ren Qing lost consciousness, he saw the wound pierced by ribs on his stomach wall slowly healing, and the blood rain in the sky also stopped.

However, after the blood rain, Avici Hell felt a lifeless feeling.

Moreover, there is still Tai Sui Daojun in the air in Avici Hell, like a sharp sword hanging above the head of the imperial guard hall, making people feel chilled.

Ren Qing's body was uncontrollably hitting the Sanxiang city wall, instantly passing through the houses, and finally returning to the wing of the Huogong Hall.

He lay on the bed and fell asleep snoring.

Every banned soldier is in the same situation, but the Yin Chou has not fallen into a coma.

It can be seen that the horror of the Yangshen Realm.

I don’t know how long it took when Ren Qing woke up.

He was about to open his eyes to find out the situation, but suddenly he felt the dream seeds of the Heavenly Dao in the Niwan Palace tremble, and the magic weapon seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

It is obviously because of the false soul.

Let Qing's hair stand upright.

Although the false soul cannot reach the level of the Dameng Real Person, it is at least derived from the residual soul of the Yangshen Realm cultivator and cannot be underestimated.

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The dream seed of heaven will give birth to cracks, and it will be completely damaged if you are not careful.

Ren Qing hurriedly threw the dream seeds of heaven into the flesh and blood furnace, and then liberated the firewood king transformed by Zhong Hulu's soul from the throne of the bones.

The original face of the firewood king was distorted, and his skeleton-like body waved his hands, but after a few steps, he turned into ashes under the burning of the fire.

Kakakaka...

The cracks in the dream seeds of the Heavenly Dao are becoming increasingly dense.

Seeing this, Ren Qing summoned the false soul to avoid damage to the dream seed of the Heavenly Dao. It would take several months to re-fertilize it.

The dream of the Heavenly Dao obviously lasted for a long time during his sleep, but after the false soul escaped from the trap, it came to the spine independently along the meridians.

Silently accept the nourishment of the Huangquan Fairy Bone.

Ren Qing focused all his attention on the false soul. Judging from his appearance, he could not understand the situation at all.

The face of the pseudo-soul was twisted, constantly transforming between the land and the django, and occasionally turned into the appearance of a black goat.

The emotions revealed in its eyes are very complicated, sometimes resentful, sometimes sad, sometimes greedy...

Under such circumstances, the false soul has tended to be scattered, which shows that the residual soul of Tiandaozi is quite flawed.

But after all, it was a false soul formed by the Yang Shen Realm. The torch could not be hurt at all, so I could only watch it gradually dissipate.

Ren Qing shook his head. If the false soul had the will to resist, the flesh and blood furnace might not be able to bear it.

He tried to force the Bone Throne to gather the false soul, but the effect was not great.

Ren Qing suddenly felt the tricky, and the opportunity was in front of him but could not be obtained. Could it be that he could only return empty-handed...

It seems that if he wants to communicate with the false soul, he must stimulate his memory, but he really doesn't understand the land and Django.

After hesitating for a moment, Ren Qingyi gritted his teeth and threw the ghost shadow into the flesh and blood furnace.

The ghost shadow actively emits a calm and peaceful Yuan to see if it has any effect.

The pseudo-soul seemed to feel the breath of the law of heaven. It actively turned into a black goat and kept muttering to itself.

It works indeed.

Ren Qing simply brought the dragon and snake ridge into the flesh and blood furnace.

After all, the dragon and snake crests are also natal magic tools that blend with the crests, and they also have a bit of the smell of the Huangquan fairy bone.

Ren Qing's soul splitting endured the pain caused by burning and asked, "Master, I am Huang Qi, do you still remember?"

"who I am?"

"The ancestor of Wuwei Taoist Temple, Tiandaozi, founded the Jingzhou Immortal Sect, and there are outer disciples under his seat..."

"You lied to me, the Taoist temple was destroyed."

"The Taoist temple is destroyed!"

"The Taoist temple is destroyed!!!"

The false soul becomes increasingly unstable. It wants to find something from the messy memories, but it becomes closer to the scattered soul.

It feels like an old man who is about to do something, and he has given up his vitality on his own initiative.

After reasoning, Tian Daozi's soul has completely turned into a black goat, he is afraid that he cannot survive or die.

Death was relief to him.

Ren Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he could not control his false soul, he could only let the other party turn into nothingness.

If I had known it, I would have awakened Django or the land's memory. Their desire to survive was definitely much stronger than that of Tiandaozi.

But Ren Qing stared at Tiandaozi's painful appearance and suddenly felt relieved.

No matter what the ending of the Wuwei Taoist Temple, from the perspective of Tiandaozi, he has become a role model.

Even if he dies, he is still considered by Taoist temples, and even by the people of Jingzhou.

Ren Qing respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, but when he looked at Tiandaozi's dark eyes, he spoke in a strange way.

"Master, are you willing?"

"Are you willing?"

Tiandaozi muttered in his mouth, and anger that could not be suppressed was brewing in his mouth.

"How could it be willing!!!"

"Doesn't destroy my Taoist priests and slaves to my tribe, you should die!!!!"

The flesh and blood furnace swelled to its limit, as if it was about to be broken due to the relationship between Tiandaozi.

Ren Qing took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Master, you have found a way to restrain the Heavenly Dao Worm."

The dead intention emitted by the false soul was slightly restrained, and it seemed to have more vitality.

An oval protruding on the surface of the ghost shadow is exactly the golden elixir eggs transformed from the larvae of the Heavenly Dao insect.

However, the larvae of the Heavenly Dao Worm has completely turned into a puppet, without any intelligence, and looks like the heart inside a ghost.

"The ancestor of Heavenly Daozi, the Taoist sect of Wuwei Dao Temple has not been destroyed."

The aura of the pseudo-soul spirit condensed, and the torch actively entangled the body, which was unwilling to fate and hundreds of thousands of people in Jingzhou.

"Master, please sit down."

The pseudo-soul slowly walked towards the throne of the bones, and the traces of the black goat on his body gradually faded, revealing the appearance of a childish face of crane hair.

It stopped in front of the Throne of Bone, then turned its head.

Ren Qing was a little nervous when he saw this, afraid that what happened to Tiandaozi's memory would happen, and he couldn't help but feel regret.

"Huang Qi, go back to Jingzhou soon, there... the bloody sun is in the sky, it's too late."

The false soul sat on the throne of bones, his whole body became dry and squirted, and the madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, returning to the bright light.

But those mixed memories gradually disappeared due to the burning of the torch.

After all, he is not the real Heavenly Daozi, but just a soul with residual memories.

But as the new firewood king facilitated the fire for the flesh and blood furnace, the temperature of the fire reached an astonishing level.

The lanterns on the prison wall in the belly immediately changed, and the lamp oil inside overflowed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The light emitted by the lantern became stronger and stronger, and at the moment it turned white, it formed a light spot the size of a fist.

Ren Qing observed carefully and actually said that it was a spot of light, which was more like a sun condensed by torches, but it only shines light but does not heat up.

It is obviously a transformation of the method of eating immortals, but the area of ​​prison in the abdomen has also increased.

All independent cells were spliced ​​together and finally turned into prisons about ten miles, with some prototypes of Avici Hell.
To be continued...