I breathed a sigh of relief and continued to refine the red mist by palming Tai Chi pattern. Taking this breathing opportunity, I continued to open up a stab at the chaos in the chaotic space!

Then, condense all the soul power and rush to the wall.

Time and again, he used the soul power refined by the red mist to open up the chaotic space and nourish and expand his soul.

This attack was unknown how long it had passed until Song Jue's soul began to appear tired.

Boom!

And just when Song Jue could not hold on, suddenly there was a loud noise in the world.

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the entire field was shaking a little, and the wind and clouds were changing. The white fog energy in this bizarre space gathered fiercely like a wind storm in the residual clouds, and then poured into Song Jue's body.

This is good fortune, and it is good fortune that every practitioner will have when his soul breaks through a great realm. The power of heaven and earth is added to it, tempered, nourishes the soul, and makes the soul of the practitioner stronger!

Song Jue hurriedly looked at it and saw that the red fog had completely disappeared, and the white fog had become extremely thin.

this!

It was not his intention to absorb the white mist. Just as he started to close the space, his mind was confused!

Gone in a dizzy mood!

A shadowy person!

He heard the excited roar and the cheerful laughter of those people. He indulged in his heart to feel it. From the laughter, he felt the carnival and heroic spirit.

"Ha ha…!"

"Ha ha…!"

"Haha, the damn demon finally died at the hands of our human race."

"I finally waited for this day, haha, I'm relieved."

...

The heroic laughter continues in the chaotic space!

Song Jue hurriedly sent out a wave of spiritual consciousness and sent a message: "Seniors! I just refined the hateful red mist and accidentally sucked you all. I will send you all back now."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed heartily.

"Little brother, you misunderstood. How can we not know when we see you refining the demon soul? The younger generation is terrifying! The younger generation is terrifying."

"The demon soul is meaningless, and the loyal soul should be immortal. This is called thieves and there are thieves."

"I am kind-hearted, but I have been fighting for thousands of years, and there is no longer any distinction between demons and gods. Once we go out, we will harm the people. I will open the space and refine our soul power to achieve immortal legends." As he said that, he exploded his soul and became a wisp of vitality in Song Jue's soul.

"What do you call me, seniors..." Song Jue's eyes were filled with tears.

"My name is nothing to mention; millions of brothers will die together; not lonely, not lonely! Little brother...must refine everything, otherwise, the millions of years of achievements of millions of brothers will be destroyed, remember! Haha, I will go."

"I am not alone. Having this young man is a great blessing for the human race."

“…”

In an instant, all the heroic souls in the chaotic space exploded themselves, and then turned into Yuanli, nourishing Song Jue's soul space.

...

Song Jue's heart was trembling!

Take a deep breath, suddenly open the chaotic space, absorb endless white mist, and then indulge in the same way without actively refining!

But...

Say goodbye to each heroic soul.

The self-exploding white energy was the soul energy that was extremely pure, and with the "huh", they all rushed into Song Jue's mind.

Song Jue accepted passively as if he was numb. As soon as his soul energy entered, he felt a sudden shock in his whole body. It seemed that the entire universe had exploded, shattered, and collapsed in front of him.

It seems that the whole world has turned into a colorful and dazzling blurry picture in front of me!

"puff!"

Song Jue, who suddenly came to his body, simply leaned to the sky and fell to the ground.

The sky was spinning and the headache was split.

Song Jue's only feeling was that he became a pocket that was constantly inflating, constantly expanding and breaking continuously.

Sihai's continued expansion made Song Jue extremely painful.

But he still trusted his soul space to them!

This is a respect for the heroic soul.

It is a descendant and the only way to express his admiration.

It is also because of his own pain that he gave the heroic souls who were willing to die with dignity. After self-destruction, they will truly die.

Although the consequences of doing so are safe, the sufferings you have to endure are even more tragic than experiencing the eighteen levels of hell at the same time.

but!

What he did also won the respect of these great heroes, and they repaid their trust in their own way.

They are truly strong people and powerful people, so they naturally know how to self-destruction will be beneficial to Song Jue.

One by one, one heroic spirit, cooperated tacitly and helped Song Jue build a powerful soul at the right place.

Even though by the way, Song Jue had completely fainted.

But no one had the despicable idea of ​​controlling Song Jue

They live up to the reputation of heroes, and they don’t let down Song Jue down to the respect and trust of him.

Such a heroic figure who was calm and died, made me feel ashamed when I stared at the rainy eyes.

When the red mist dissipated, she was awakened.

She naturally listened to the conversation between Song Jue and these heroic souls. Although she felt that her father was too risky, she also understood Song Jue's intention at this time.

So, when Song Juebur fainted, he silently helped him watch. Once someone tried to fish in troubled waters, she would destroy it.

But from beginning to end, no one did anything dirty!

Not only that, even the most powerful gods commanded a group of heroic souls and told them how to do it would be more beneficial to Song Jue.

Then, the heroes did it according to the law.

Finally, these eight great gods formed a magic seal and exploded themselves in the depths of chaos, and worked together to create a large area of ​​spiritual souls.

Such great sentiments made Yu Mou amazed and worshiped.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but Song Jue finally woke up. The crazy extreme pain was slowly weakening, and replaced by a feeling of comfort, slowly rising little by little...

"My God...what..." Song Jue lay on the ground without any strength, feeling that he had become a ball of cotton, or just a ball of flour.

It seems that he has no power to blink his eyelids; but Sihai's consciousness is unprecedentedly powerful.

A subtle feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart: as long as I want, I can use my spiritual sense to cover the entire vast sky.

He also knew that this was definitely impossible, but he was fascinated by the expansion of his soul consciousness after the sudden increase.

He could clearly feel that the strength of his current soul consciousness was hard to say, but it would be at least more than a thousand times higher than before!

Because, the chaotic space representing the soul has expanded more than a thousand times compared to the beginning.

"Dad, you finally woke up. I was worried that you would be so scared." The cry of Yuye came from the gods.

"Baby, don't cry, isn't dad dead?" Song Jue smiled with satisfaction.

Yumou sobbed, "This time, my dad has been dead for a while. You can't be so willful in the future. If someone has a ulterior motive, you can destroy your soul and take you for yourself."

Song Jue also felt a little willful, but these million heroic souls were consistent after millions.

"Yeah! I won't be there next time."

He has always positioned himself as cautious, suspicious, calm...

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such crazy and impulsive things, but I just did it.

After the incident, he felt very strange, but he knew that he was willing to make a decision that he did not take the initiative to refine.

If you do it again, will you regret it? The answer frustrated him.

Because of his heart, the promise he gave was - Yes!

This time, the harvest was huge, but it was also deeply damaged. Even the extremely magical spring of life could not recover immediately. He lay softly on the ground and rested for more than an hour before he recovered a little physical strength.

"Baby, how many days have my dad been sleeping?"

"One month and three days."

"Have your aunt been here?"

"No! Big Heaven, Xiao Jiu, Xiao Xiao Jiu, and the Tree of Life are not there either."

Song Jue almost fainted.
To be continued...