The Other Shore of the Immortal Firmament

"Shang Shang?" Han Gucheng's corpse frowned at the scene in front of him.

"Don't you know about this?" Xiao Nanfeng asked suspiciously.

Han Gucheng's corpse shook his head and said, "I have some memories erased by my body, so I don't know."

Yu Fuli said solemnly: "If I remember it well, in those days, the Taoist ancestors of Sanqing had already sacrificed everything in Taishang. This iceberg is actually located near the ancient altar, which is a bit intriguing."

"Could it be that the Taoist ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasty had their own calculations and secretly intercepted this iceberg?" Xiao Nanfeng asked curiously.

Yufuli thought for a while and said: "It is reasonable to say that the Daozu of the Sanqing Dynasty would not have spare energy to sacrifice something at that time. However, the Daozu of the Sanqing Dynasty had far-reaching scheming, and maybe he would have left behind?"

"Han Gucheng's body is studying the iceberg, and it should be the first time to come into contact with this iceberg, and why didn't the saint of reincarnation do it by himself, why did he let Han Gucheng do it?" Xiao Nanfeng asked curiously.

"The power of the evil soul is too high, not everyone can mobilize it, it must be done with special exercises," Yu Fuli said.

Xiao Nanfeng's expression changed and said: "If the minister is correct, the avatar of the saint of reincarnation once went to Han Gucheng's son, Han Bing. Like Han Gucheng, he cultivated the Bingxin Divine Art."

Yu Fuli shook his head and said, "The Bing Xin Divine Art is nothing, Han Gucheng should cultivate the "Tai Shang Yin Nerve". Only then can we mobilize this supreme evil soul power."

"Oh?" Xiao Nanfeng said in surprise.

Han Gucheng's corpse frowned slightly, and then smiled bitterly: "Yes, I did cultivate "Tai Shang Yin Nerve"."

Xiao Nanfeng's expression was condensed, he thought that only his "Tai Shang Yin Nerve" had been successfully cultivated, but he didn't think that Han Gucheng had also cultivated this technique.

""Tai Shang Yin Nerve" is not easy to cultivate. Some people are devoured by this practice, and some people's temperament has changed greatly. Han Gucheng, do you feel yourself? Has his personality changed?" Yu Fuli asked curiously.

He knew that Xiao Nanfeng also practiced this technique, and he told it to Han Gucheng and Xiao Nanfeng as well.

Xiao Nanfeng didn't speak, but Han Gucheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. I feel something is wrong, but it's still under my control."

"What's wrong with repairing "Tai Shang Yin Nerve"?" Xiao Nanfeng asked for advice.

Han Gucheng frowned slightly and said, "I don't know. The memory of this aspect has been erased by this body, so I can't tell you useful information."

Xiao Nanfeng nodded, and did not continue to ask, everyone looked at the screen again.

But seeing Han Gucheng's body urging the iceberg, the iceberg suddenly burst into endless white light, and then, the whole world was illuminated incomparably daytime, and then Han Gucheng waved his hand, and with a bang, the huge iceberg was actually lifted by him. stand up.

Not far away, Saint Samsara's eyes showed a look of joy, and he stood up and said: "Okay, Han Gucheng, you really didn't disappoint me, this iceberg, even me, melted when I touched it, and it melted away. Yes, you can't move them at all, you actually managed them, and you did a good job."

"Saint of Reincarnation, next, follow the plan." Han Gucheng said.

"Okay!" Said the reincarnation saint.

But seeing Han Gucheng holding a huge iceberg in his body, he walked to the ancient altar, took a deep breath and said: "The ancient altar, listen to my quiet words, I rely on countless monsters, and use the power of the supreme evil soul as a guide, In exchange for you who was sacrificed in the past, I want its evil body, I want its evil soul, I don’t want its evil thoughts, I want to merge and coexist with it, emotional resonance, and soul unity, please complete the ancient altar.”

As he spoke, he threw a huge iceberg into the ancient altar covered with black air. With a bang, black air came out from the ancient altar. In an instant, the black air shot into the sky, forming a huge black air vortex, swallowing the entire iceberg. Down.

At the same time, the surrounding Dao Enlightenment Fields also rushed in quickly, and a crack was torn open from it. From the crack, one after another, purple-haired monsters were driven out and fell into the black air of the huge altar.

In the rumbling, just like when the ancient altar devoured the red-haired monster, countless purple-haired monsters were mercilessly devoured.

"This is everyone in the secret realm of Qingqiu, the purple-haired monster, right?" Xiao Nanfeng asked the corpse of Han Gucheng.

Han Gucheng's corpse sighed slightly, without explanation, but, obviously, that's it.

I don't know how they turned those people into purple-haired monsters, but the number of purple-haired monsters was nearly double that of the red-haired monsters.

It took several hours for all the purple-haired monsters in the enlightenment field to be thrown into the ancient altar. The black gas spewing from the ancient altar is still spinning, as if to inform the sacrificer that it is not enough to exchange these things for the supreme evil body and the mindless evil soul.

"It's not enough, no matter how many purple-haired monsters you cast, it's useless." Yu Fuli shook his head and said.

"Why?" Han Gucheng's corpse worried.

"What kind of existence is Taishang? And your body also made a request. How can this kind of common thing be exchanged for it? It's just that the iceberg just now has a little effect." Yu Fuli explained.

"A purple-haired monster is a vulgar thing? Then what is not a vulgar thing? What else do you need to sacrifice?" asked the good corpse of Han Gucheng.

Yu Fuli looked at Han Gucheng's corpse, and smiled lightly: "Since you cultivate your heart, don't you know?"

"Me?" Han Gucheng's corpse frowned slightly.

"It seems that your memory has also been erased. You are really pitiful. I hope you can bear the next picture." Yu Fuli said.

"What do you mean?" Han Gucheng asked in confusion.

"I also ask the Emperor of Heaven for guidance." Xiao Nanfeng also asked curiously.

Yu Fuli looked at the ancient altar in the picture and said: "Han Gucheng said just now, please give him the ancient altar to resonate with Taishang's emotions and souls. Do you know what is emotional resonance and soul integration?"

Xiao Nanfeng's expression changed and said: "The sacrifice of the ancient altar is an exchange of equal value. If you want to get something, you must sacrifice the same thing. If you want to get an emotional resonance and spiritual harmony, you must sacrifice. Giving him another share of emotional resonance and spirituality."

"You guessed it?" Yu Fuli laughed.

"Exchange emotion for emotion? Is Han Gucheng crazy?" Xiao Nanfeng exclaimed.

Han Gucheng's good corpse on the side also changed his face: "Impossible, my body can't do such a thing, no, no!"

But seeing Han Gucheng's body in the picture, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Not far away, Han Gucheng's three wives, as well as his son Han Bing, slumped to the ground as if they were poisoned, their eyes filled with horror.

"Husband, am I suddenly poisoned?"

"Husband, save me, I can't move."

"Husband, run quickly, leave us alone, Saint Samsara is plotting against us, run quickly."

"Father, save me."

…

Han Gucheng's wife and children cried weakly.

Han Gucheng's body was full of tears, and he couldn't move as if his feet were filled with lead, and he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at his four relatives.

Not far away, Saint Samsara showed a shocking look. He may have guessed the reason. He looked at Han Gucheng's behavior at the moment in disbelief.

In Yufuli's study.

The corpse of Han Gucheng suddenly knelt down and said: "Heavenly Emperor, you save my wife, save my son, please, please save them, as long as you save them, I will promise you anything, anything will do. ."

Yu Fuli shook his head and said, "Your two bodies have cut off the connection between your hearts. I can't find where they are. What's more, this is your decision."

"No, it's not my decision, I can't sacrifice my wife and children, I can't do this, no." Han Gucheng's corpse cried in horror.

"If you give up, you will gain something. If you want to resonate with the 'Tai Shang' emotionally, how can it be so easy?" Yu Fuli said.

"No!" Han Gucheng's corpse said in despair, and then he roared at the picture: "Stop, you can't do this, if you do this, I will never forgive you."

But in the picture, Han Gucheng couldn't hear the words of Shan's body at all, but with tears in his eyes, he finally walked to his wife and children.

With a bang, he picked up Han Bing.

"Father, what are you doing? I'm so scared, father!" Han Bing cried.

Han Gucheng closed his eyes full of tears, and threw Han Bing in his hand into the ancient altar surrounded by black gas.

"No, Dad, no!" Han Bing cried.

"Husband, that's Bing'er, what are you doing?" Gan Qing cried.

With a bang, Han Bing was caught in the ancient altar and disappeared in a scream.

Not far away, Saint Samsara's eyes flickered. He didn't disturb Han Gucheng, but his expression was full of shock and inconceivable. This is a ruthless man. Has his son sacrificed?

However, I saw the black air on the ancient altar surrounding, still forming a vortex.

"Not enough, a family relationship is not enough." Yu Fuli shook his head and said.

"No, you can't do anything wrong, my Bing'er." Han Gucheng's corpse roared in despair.

In the picture ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Han Gucheng's body is clutching his aching heart and walking towards a wife with tears in his eyes.

"Husband!" The three girls all looked uncomfortable at the moment.

They didn't insult Han Gucheng, but they were all innocent and uncomfortable. They seemed to know what Han Gucheng was going to do, but they didn't know how to express their emotions at the moment.

Han Gucheng grabbed a girl, threw it into the black gas whirlpool.

"Qing'er!" Han Gucheng's corpse roared in grief.

Xiao Nanfeng looked at the painful expression of Han Gucheng's corpse and knew that he was not cheating.

But looking at the body of Han Gucheng who kept sacrificing his relatives, his whole body was also shivering.

"Han Gucheng is insane? What kind of perversion is this? Why is it spelled like this in order to fuse an evil thing? That's his wife and child? Is he crazy? Is his brain broken?" Xiao Nan The wind was secretly terrified.

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