The rising sun raises its head from under the mountains, and dense golden lights pass through the mountains.

Turning slowly, Amberchen looked into the distance where the sun shines, as if the joy of waking up from a big dream drowned him. In a trance, Amberchen seemed to see another self, standing on the other side of the world, looking at him with a smile through the billions of people.

"Please kill the soul."

Subconsciously, Amberchen blurted out.

The moment he finished speaking, An Bochen raised his head and saw the sky falling from a height of thousands of miles, the sunlight peeling off, turning into a dark haze covering him. The mountain plains at the bottom of his feet also rose, lifting An Bochen's soul body and facing the squeezed sky.

The soul returns to the body is the law of heaven and earth, and it is a defiance of heaven to wander out of the body. Now, An Bochen still wants to ask for a soul of life to gather three souls and embrace it into a baby, which is even more unwilling to heaven and earth.

An Bochen stepped on the ground, his head was above the sky, and stood straight between heaven and earth. Although it was an illusory phenomenon, the pressure from heaven and earth was extremely clear. An Bochen just persisted with the obsession in his heart, and endured the heavy pressure from heaven and earth that was difficult to estimate.

According to common sense, only a divine master who breaks the three-foot void can have the possibility of a divine wandering out of his body. After breaking through the realm of a divine master, he can gather three souls in his body, embrace him into a baby, and refine his divine soul. An Bochen divided one step into three steps. First, the earth soul leaves his body, is ignorant, can only run and cannot fly high, fearing things of gold and fire, and is born and hidden at night. Then, he refines the heavenly soul, gathers the two souls of heaven and earth, with clear minds, can fly high, can swim in water, and walk day and night.

The heavenly soul wanders around the sky clouds and needs to swallow the heavenly thunder before it can be refined. After gathering the two souls of heaven and earth, it is only possible to refine the life soul to cultivate into a true soul. But An Bochen's eyes is a piece of white paper. Can he gather the two souls of heaven and earth or he guessed it all by chance. No matter how hard he thought about it, he could not think of how to refine the life soul, but now he has realized it and finally took an extremely critical step in his cultivation path.

The soul of the life is essentially different from the two souls of heaven and earth. The earth soul is chasing from the earth, and the soul of heaven wanders in the sky. The soul of the life soul resides in the body and protects the mind and mind. Therefore, if you want to refine the soul of the life soul, you cannot rely on external objects. Even if An Bochen swallows the heavenly thunder day and night, you can only strengthen the soul of the heavenly soul. The key to refining the soul of the Taoist practitioner lies in the original heart of the Taoist practitioner, refine it with your heart, and summon the soul of the life that protects the heart.

An Bochen killed Yuan Sanlang, abandoning the hesitation and weakness that were rooted in the deep heart because of his humble origin. From then on, he strides forward and no longer hesitates. The road is long, and there is a lot of resignation and gain, and he can only be picked up after letting go. The huge rock pressing against him no longer exists, and his life soul awakens, released from the body far away in Dakuang, hoping to A Bochen from afar.

With his head over the sky and his feet on the ground, An Bochen felt the eager desire coming from the other side, and his heart was filled with joy.

With a lighter pressure from heaven and earth, An Bochen called out: "Please die the soul!"

"call!"

The strong wind blew, sweeping from all directions. An Bochen could vaguely hear a low voice in the howling wind and whispering. The low voice mixed with joy, and as the soul flew across the other side, the humming low voice became clearer and clearer.

The world opened again, and Anbo Chen's soul body shook, and he looked up at the other self from far to near, and the excitement in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

It seemed that I had been sleeping for thousands of years and finally woke up, but it seemed that my flesh and blood had finally returned.

But at this moment, a crack was cracked from the sky clouds, whirlpools flowed, purple tides surged, and lightning and thunder.

The soul of life finally arrived, and it was also a vague phantom, respectfully bowing towards the two souls of heaven and earth, and then took a step forward.

The three souls gather.

"Buzz!"

An Bochen's mind roared, and he felt that the world collapsed and the world was sank. He was the only one left in the vast and endless void. Thousands of mysterious flying were flying wherever he could reach, covering all the principles in the world without any omissions.

The thunder sound came again. An Bochen opened his eyes and walked out of the void of thoughts. He looked up at the thunder tide that was spreading among the sky clouds, his face full of eagerness to try.

Anbo Chen has gathered three souls, but it is just aggregation, and has not refined the life soul into the original soul body.

It is not that simple to truly integrate the three souls. It requires going through the process of going from birth to death and turning into a baby.

The purple thunder in the sea of ​​clouds finally piled up eight levels and was shaking.

An Bochen looked at the sky thunder calmly, and deep purple lightning rolled in his eyes, and sometimes the three forces of Feng Shui and Fire were rolling.

He closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and the sky thunder slammed down.

As early as Liujing, Anbochen's two souls of heaven and earth had already survived the seventh level of thunder tribulation. The cultivator traveled through the vast world, but God was always thinking about it. At present, Anbochen gathered three souls, and the eighth level of heavenly thunder descended from the sky.

The eighth level of heaven is vast and endless, majestic and vast, just like the tide that rolls over and falls from the sky and clouds, rushing towards Anbochen.

An Bochen faced the purple thunder directly, fearless and fearless.

In a blink of an eye, he was flooded by the sea of ​​thunder, and his soul body was torn into thousands of pieces, turning into powder and wandering around.

Walking on the edge of life and death, An Bochen only felt no worries, but there was a trace of obsession in the dark, scattered in every soul body.

The rising sun rises slowly and gradually climbs to the middle of the sky.

The flowing gold is like clouds, falling among the green mountains and wilderness.

I don’t know how long it took, but the eight-level thunder sea slowly faded and was sucked into the belly by mountains. The millions of soul particles scattered around the cliff twisted and gradually gathered.

The thunder tribulation overcomes life and death, from birth to death, and then reborn in Nirvana, is like a newborn baby who has experienced reincarnation, awakening his dream and beginning to rebirth.

Under the flow of gold, thousands of particles of water and milk blend together, but it is no longer a vague phantom. Although the "people" standing by the cliff are not seen by the naked eyes of the creatures in the world, they have hands, legs, nose, eyes, eyebrows and eyes. If a master passes by at this time, he will be surprised to see a young man with long waist-length hair and a vague temperament.

Today, after experiencing the eighth level of thunder tribulation, An Bochen finally refined the three souls of heaven and earth, embraced them into babies, and gathered out the soul.

The earth soul can travel far away but cannot fly high, fearing gold and fire, and fearing sunlight. The heavenly soul can fly high, walking day and night, not afraid of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, but still has a seven-day period to leave the body. Only the soul of the three souls is almost not subject to any constraints, and can be transformed into all things in the world through the reach of the mind.

"dragon!"

Anbochen recites the Tao.

In a blink of an eye, the one who appeared on the cliff was no longer a long-haired boy, but an eight-clawed flying dragon with fangs and claws.

Take off your body and wander around the world. Everything is not disturbed and unrestrained.

Amber turned back to his original form, clinging to the ground, quietly savoring the pleasure of being free from things.

But at this moment, dense purple tides appeared in the sky clouds, and even more powerful thunder slowly brewed.

When ordinary divine masters refine three souls and gather into infants, there will be thunder tribulation, but it is just a level of heavenly thunder. An Bochen divided three steps in one step, which was contrary to the common laws. However, when he killed snakes in the capital that year, he used his two soul bodies to attract seventh heavenly thunder with his two souls, which was even more against the heavens. Since he ignored the laws and regulations of heaven and earth and was unconsciously transcendent, God naturally no longer used the ordinary style of An Bochen.

As soon as the eighth level of heavenly thunder was reduced, the nineth level of heavenly thunder had already emerged.

People are a drop in the world. Although the world is huge and unparalleled, they still crawl under the sky.

Although there are occasional rebellions in practicing Taoism, most of the time they follow the will of heaven, and follow the laws of nature to lie down at night, and cultivate in all seasons.

The battle between man and heaven is nothing different from shaking a big tree by a flock. In the end, the only one who is unlucky will be himself.

Standing up, An Bochen looked at the nine-level thunder that was about to fall, and felt a roar in his mind. Before the thunder arrived, the powerful pressure had already hit him.

The mountains and rivers are shattered, the earth is flat and sinking...

This time it was not Amber Chen's feeling, but what he saw with his own eyes.

The world in the screen crawled under the pressure of the thunder, trembling and shaking. The mountains and rivers in the distance collapsed, shattering into powder, and the vast land also collapsed downwards, and in a blink of an eye it had cracked into a deep valley and abyss.

An Bochen only thought that he and Yuan Sanlang were both trapped in the magic weapon, and the magic weapon was naturally obtained by Shangguan Wan'er, but he didn't know that the moment he killed Yuan Sanlang, the magic weapon had changed hands and surrendered to him.

To bear the eighth level of heavenly thunder is An Bochen's limit, and the nineth level of heavenly thunder is the most ferocious mortal thunder. If it is suppressed, An Bochen will definitely be dissipated and die suddenly. Fortunately, the magic weapon is psychic and has distribute half of the pressure for An Bochen first, which makes God feel more and more interesting. The Ninth level of heavenly thunder rolls like smoke, no longer holds his hand, and blasts down overwhelmingly.
Chapter completed!