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138 The Heaven of Death

In the Tenth Hell, there is still a fairyland that is completely incompatible with the Hell. Duanmu Yunji appeared suddenly, but Yuan Ye in her arms disappeared. At the same time, when he returned to the Tenth Hell, all the previous spiritual tests and all the negative emotions disappeared. Instead, these huge soul leaps made Duanmu Yunji's soul stronger and reached the peak of the War Emperor. In fact, Duanmu Yunji was just an intermediate master of Shura, just because the treasure zither in her hand was a middle-grade honor weapon, which allowed her to fight the Emperor's power. Now Duanmu Yunji's strength has not changed, but his soul has gone from Shura intermediate to the peak of the War Emperor...

"The 14th level of hell... The separation of life and death of people." Duanmu Yunji suddenly realized that it was all hallucinations just now. When she and Yuan Ye were separated, the hallucinations appeared. If the two of them were not separated, they would appear in the same hallucination. In that case, she might not be fooled, but it would be too late to say anything now.

"Stir, you're so angry!" Duanmu Yunji stomped her feet and felt very regretful. Without going to the next level, the practiced *** was completely different from before, and it can be said that it was a qualitative difference. Now Duanmu Yunji is qualified to practice the death dying power of the fourteenth level of hell. The death dying power is many times stronger than the death law practiced by Kou Yi. The death dying power is simply a kind of fighting spirit power. Some of the Dark Great 6 are similar to the same ***, and the flame dying power of the Flame Great 6 is at the same level as him, and even a lot of them are stronger than him. However, the death dying power has been cultivated to the extreme, and can have an immortal body, and even seize the power of a stronger person. Taking it as your own, even the quasi-priest *** is just like this. It's really terrible. If you continue to break through, Duanmu Yunji doesn't know what kind of *** will be next.

Duanmu Yunji felt regretful, but also happy. At least Yuan Ye did not really die. She sat cross-legged in this place with extremely rich spiritual energy, waiting for Yuan Ye while practicing the new power of death.

On the other hand, in the fourteenth level hell, Yuan Ye was also trapped in the separation of life and death that was exactly the same as the real one. The next several hells seemed to have some connection. The eleventh level allowed you to expand infinitely and consume your mental power. Then the twelfth level allowed you, who was mentally weak, to face the things you fear the most, and to destroy your will. The thirteenth level let everyone in the world abandon you and betray you, without giving you any hope. The only person in the fourteenth level who is still by your side also died in front of you. In Duanmu Yunji's view, it was Yuan Ye who died, and in Yuan Ye's view it was Duanmu Yunji's death. At this moment, Yuan Ye was also extremely painful to face the death of Duanmu Yunji, but what's the use of Yuan Ye going back? Yuan Ye was thinking that since the commander of death here, he was to continue to break through, hoping to find the power to control death in front.

With this will and holding the dead Duanmu Yunji, Yuan Ye entered the fifteenth level of hell.

"Fifteenth level hell... the loneliness of people! When you come here, you are qualified to practice the law of death!" The law of death came into Yuan Ye's mind. Unfortunately, Yuan Ye was still in an illusion at this time. In the following hells, the illusion will constantly destroy your soul.

Everyone in front has been betrayed, leaving only Duanmu Yunji. Now Duanmu Yunji is dead on the upper level. Under the silence of the world, all that is left is Yuan Ye alone. There is no living person, no animal, no flower, no rock, no wind, the whole world is dark. Loneliness, huge loneliness makes people almost at the verge of collapse. Yuan Ye wants to make time by sleeping, but he can't sleep at all. He wants to practice in seclusion and cannot practice successfully. It is to let you face loneliness clearly, you can't do anything or do anything.

Such a dead and silent illusion would make people collapse. After only three days, Yuan Ye had tried to give up countless times, but he had to stalemate, but he couldn't hold on for long. At this moment, a soft white halo once again poured out from the necklace of Xi Hao again. Such an environment and such halo gave Yuan Ye a sense of déjà vu. It seemed that he had seen it there before.

Yuan Ye finally slowly closed his eyes. In the quiet environment, the quiet mental pressure was the only one that Yuan Ye could hardly feel, and the trajectory of the heaven that filled his whole body.

Just like the last time at the bottom of the pool, Yuan Ye once again entered the most mysterious innate fetal breathing state in the ages. The difference is that Yuan Ye is in a demon mad state. Even if the demon mad just woke up, he still can't remember it clearly. However, this time, Yuan Ye took the initiative to enter this mysterious state. His spirit wandered in the heavenly way of Hunluo Avenue, and his mind seemed to be combined with the heaven and earth, like a trance in a dream. Suddenly, Yuan Ye's soul once again raised to a new height, and at the same time, the heaven-defying snow fighting spirit in his body slowly spread from the lilac gold to the dark color. Everything is changing, only Yuan Ye is motionless in this hell.

Fifteen levels of hell, the loneliness of human beings is no longer lonely for Yuan Ye.

"The sixteenth level of hell...human despair! When you come here, you are qualified to practice the dead soul!" The dead soul's *** was heard into Yuan Ye's mind, but Yuan Ye was still in the soul journey, and the innate fetal breathing state was not affected at all.

Loneliness is at its limit, and there is no hope at all, so there is only despair. But Yuan Ye no longer has this feeling at all. He even has entered the seventeenth level of hell.

"Seventeenth level hell... Life and death reincarnation! When you walk here, you are qualified to practice the way of death!" A cold voice sounded again, and the dead soul's *** came into Yuan Ye's mind. At the same time, Yuan Ye's entire body began to dissipate. Yuan Ye, who was on the journey of the soul, had to wake up. Yuan Ye actually appeared strangely. He died! Then he was born again like a newborn baby, and his body became as big as a baby. What did not disappear was his thoughts, soul and power.

"***, what's going on!" Yuan Ye cursed in his heart.

Born again and again, growing again and again, dying again and again, and reincarnation continues. In the end, Yuan Ye was used to his own life and death. But his life was so long that it was eighteen years, and each reincarnation was eighteen years, and such a long time was filled with loneliness and despair. What made Yuan Ye happy was that this seventeenth level hell could be practiced. At that moment, Yuan Ye began to reincarnate again and again, practicing again and again from a baby.

Yuan Ye first practiced the way of death. Cultivating the power of death to the extreme can have an immortal body, and cultivating the soul to the extreme can have an immortal soul. The way of death to the extreme can have an immortal body and an immortal soul. The way of death to the extreme can not only have an immortal body and an immortal soul, but also can see through the cycle of life and death in the world and control the ability to die. The power of death to the extreme has reached the highest level of the general quasi-denier, and the law of death is already at the level of the Taoist lord, and the soul of death is enough to reach the height of the great lord's cultivation, and the way of death is one of the strongest heavenly ways pursued by thousands of great lords. Its level will never be under the snow of the sky.

Unfortunately, practicing both fighting spirits at the same time is far from what Yuan Ye thought.

In the seventeenth floor of hell, there is nothing on the surface, completely covered by darkness. In fact, the trajectory of the way of death is everywhere. Now, Yuan Ye is sitting cross-legged in the center of the seventeenth hell in the samsara of life and death, concentrating on practicing the way of death is.
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