Under the dark sky, Qin Lie was flying with his demonized body without purpose.

The rich and pure abyss demonic energy was naturally sucked into his body after being demonized.

His demonized body seemed to be extremely adaptable and enjoyed this unknown purgatory, enjoying the breath here.

He felt secretly and found that the beating of the demon's heart seemed to be happier than usual.

"It should be right, here is a layer of purgatory..."

Maintaining his demonized form, he sped around for a while and released his soul sensing.

Although he is in a state of demonization, his soul insight and perception are still stronger than the real demon.

His soul is like invisible water, rippling in all directions and slowly permeating.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a soul that was not particularly powerful entered his perception range.

He immediately sneaked towards the creature with soul movements.

A quarter of an hour later, he fell to a bush.

"Hosh, hosh!"

A demon, which looked like a bat, had blood on his wings and was twitching in the bushes.

His wings were shaking, and blood burst out from time to time, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"This kind of blood and soul..."

Qin Lie had a brief sense of the demon in front of him and knew that the level of the demon in front of him would not exceed the seventh level.

In his eyes, a demon who is no more than seventh level is a low-level demon.

He appeared openly.

Sensing the aura he deliberately released, the demon, who looked like a bat, hurriedly struggled to fly.

While flapping his wings, he asked in an ancient devilish verb: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

In his eyes, even Qin Lie still seemed elegant and noble after his demonization. He immediately affirmed that the same kind in front of him was a high-level demon.

Demons with high-level bloodlines are often descendants of powerful first-generation demons, and have extremely excellent bloodlines and foundations in the abyss.

Such demons are born different from them and belong to the nobles among the demons.

"I'm lost in the abyss passage. Which layer of purgatory is this?" Qin Lie also asked in the devil's language.

"This is the Purgatory of the Yellow Springs." The demon in the bat's appearance looked in awe.

Only those truly powerful demons dare to shuttle through the abyss passage of the eighth-level purgatory and can walk on different levels of purgatory.

When he heard that Qin Lie was lost in the abyss passage, he immediately became more respectful and hurriedly said: "Sir, have you been thrown out by the abyss passage? This is very far from the abyss passage, why are you here?"

Qin Lie did not answer him, but continued to ask: "Where is the direction of the abyss passage?"

"There is a long way from here, and you have to cross the Styx." The bat-shaped demon looked at him in surprise and said, "Sir, how did you cross the Styx?"

"River of Styx!" Qin Lie's face changed.

"Didn't you come here through the Styx?" The bat demon became more and more surprised and asked curiously: "Will the power of the abyss passage directly cross the Styx and send you here?"

"call out!"

Qin Lie ignored him, but turned into a purple light and flew towards the position he pointed at.

He kept galloping and rushing.

On the way, he also sensed the soul aura of some other demons, but the blood level of those demons sensed by him seemed not very high.

Demons of that level, their souls are not strong enough, and they can feel them, but the demons cannot sense him.

He was able to calmly bypass the demons and sprint towards the Styx.

After a long time.

A winding river that was extremely wide and pitch black as ink suddenly appeared in his eyes.

One end of the dark river, like a distance between the sky, seemed to fall from the depths of the clouds.

After the long river fell from the distant sky, it winded and extended to its position, and then it didn't know where the other end was flowing.

The black and muddy River Styx is thousands of meters wide, and the river surface is gloomy and cold.

He stood by the Styx, sensing with his soul, and seemed to hear the sobs and sounds of millions of souls coming from the Styx.

He felt dizzy and a little depressed after just a little sense.

Above the Styx River, there seems to be an invisible barrier. The barrier was formed in Xilin in the Tianyin Valley, making Pei Dehong and his soul altar separate from the barrier.

"Xilin!"

Qin Lie's expression moved, and his figure quietly hid, concentrating his soul consciousness into the Soul-Suppressing Pearl.

A wisp of his soul thought reached the fourth level of the Soul-Suppressing Bead.

"Xilin!"

He made a soul sound, and the cluster of soul shadows immediately fell next to Xilin's soul tree.

Xilin, in the form of a pure soul tree, seemed to have absorbed a wisp of soul power by the soul-suppressing bead in the fourth floor of the soul-suppressing bead.

The soul tree belonging to Xilin has now shrunk by five or six times, and has become extremely vague.

He used his soul to sense that Xilin's independent consciousness, wisdom, and memory seemed to be gradually destroyed in the Soul-Suppressing Pearl.

Even Xilin's soul origin mark seems to gradually disappear.

However, in Xilin's soul mark, there was another faint light that was always flashing, and there was no sign of extinguishing.

Moreover, when he stared at that little bit of light, he felt a faint sense of staring at the Styx.

"Is it the power that Xilin comprehended in the Xuanyin Sea?"

Thinking of this, he tried to use his soul to touch and explore the mystery.

Suddenly, Xilin's soul mark, which was about to disappear, became powerful like a rebirth.

"Shit!"

A trace of soul silk emerged from Xilin's soul mark and suddenly tangled onto his cluster of soul shadows.

"Purgatory! You're in purgatory! I smelled the breath of the Styx!"

"Let me out! Let me out! I can give you everything!"

"Let me out quickly!"

Xilin's soul willpower bombarded him in an endless manner, trying to make him unconscious for a moment and make a confused decision.

He felt that as long as he had a little negligence, Xilin left the Soul-Suppressing Pearl and flew into the Styx River, Xilin could be reborn in the Styx River and became even more difficult to control.

He tried his best to stop it.

"Explode!"

He tried to use the power of the Soul-Suppressing Pearl to erase Xilin's last soul seal.

A strange ball of light suddenly wrapped around Xilin's soul mark.

"Peng!"

Xilin's last trace of residual soul consciousness instantly turned into nothingness and completely disappeared.

But that little light flew out of Xilin's shattered soul and was still tenaciously staying in the Soul-Suppressing Pearl.

"What the hell is it?"

Qin Lie's soul shadow tried to perceive it again after Xilin's soul disappeared.

"boom!"

In an instant, countless unknown streams of light and disorderly secret symbols poured into his soul like a tide.
Chapter completed!