Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Wu Hao, who was despised by many big guys in hell, did not get a chance to fight back or even speak, and was directly thrown into a ditch by Nianshu and the original body. Although he revisited the old place and traveled through it consciously, the feeling of being forced was really unpleasant.

It is also said that the activation of cross-border teleportation requires huge spiritual power support, and the teleportation target must be accurately located. But look at the actions of these two people, it's like they just did it easily. This time there is not even a trace of tension or panic. The dazzling light rushed out from the deep ditch and wrapped up Wu Hao who was thrown into the ditch. He only felt his body become heavy, as if he was pulled by a powerful force to the time and space channel.

The next moment, he appeared in a familiar yet awkward place - the snowy mountains of the Sinking Star Realm. The teleportation positioning was very accurate, and he couldn't help but raise his thumb and point to the sky several times in a row, probably to like a few acquaintances in the underworld.

God didn't hear his prayers, and now he had to face what he was worried about. He didn't know if Ye Yan's thoughts had changed after so long.

Wu Hao quickly restrained his breath, inserted the remains of the ancient demon into the ground, and let the earth tiger pull it towards the depths of the earth. Before leaving, he did not forget to fill the pit to reduce the chance of being discovered by others.

"Bag, can I wear it?" Wu Hao asked, pinching his chin.

"Okay, but I think what Lord Yan and Lord Meng did is of great significance."

"Really? Just sealing my ability like that and then sending me to Ye Yan's family, what does this move mean?"

Qianqiu Wandai's round head shook rapidly, muttering something. Wu Hao's eyes were almost circling around, but he hadn't heard what the bag had to say. He was too bored and could only look around. Although he had been inside the skeleton of the ancient demon before, he had never felt or observed it carefully. Now he took a quick look around and felt that this thing was extraordinary.

The level of this remains of the ancient demon should be very high. In the ancient times, great monsters and powerful beings were all incarnations of gods, and they were immortal after thousands of years. Even if its spirituality has disappeared after the passage of time, its origin still exists, so its level must be not low. Another advantage is that the incarnation of gods is not among the five elements, so it is very suitable to be regarded as a small world at this moment, as long as you don't mind that it is a skeleton.

Wu Hao sat cross-legged and calculated. He calculated the master of the world in the Shenxing Realm, but to no avail. He calculated himself, but the way of heaven blocked it. In the center of the snowy mountains, a huge skeleton supported a space that allowed him to walk and sit at will.

He had to sit down because the signs of the fusion of the sixth soul in his consciousness began to appear. Every time information was transmitted, it would cause a violent shock to his soul, causing him to have a splitting headache and cramps all over his body. His consciousness was too strong to perceive the delicate pain, which was amplified several times and baptized his body and soul.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. The fusion of the first five souls was like sailing with the current, but the return of the sixth soul was not smooth sailing. Every time Wu Hao let his soul and the sixth soul merge at the same frequency, there was always some force preventing the process from proceeding. What was even more terrifying was that as the fusion progressed, Wu Hao's body began to change. His blood was boiling, like a river rushing endlessly; his bones were crackling, as if there were thousands of little dragons swimming in them. The severe pain made him almost unbearable.

Wu Hao was finally tortured by the pain and lost control of his expression. He cried out in pain: "Think of a solution quickly!"

Wu Hu also became anxious. Daizi stopped reading the novel and touched his head, looking at Wu Hao's ferocious expression excitedly.

"It's finally your turn. Let you throw souls around. Let you throw us around."

As soon as Daizi said this, he instantly pulled the Five Tigers to the crowd to watch the fun, and a group of magical babies lined up to watch the fun.

Wu Hao: "If I can move one of my fingers, I will smash your heads one by one!"

Bag: "Haha, look, he's still threatening us now. I said he was just pretending, but I don't know why he was pretending in front of us. We're so familiar with each other, there's no need for that. What do you think, dog?"

The earth tiger, who had been enjoying watching Wu Hao's pain, was inexplicably named. His gloating smile had not yet completely disappeared. He scratched the back of his head, squinted his eyes and gave the bag a "you know" look, and they smiled at each other.

Wu Hao's expression was distorted by the severe pain, and he had already cursed hundreds of times in his heart. Fusion! How smooth the fusion of the first five souls was, how difficult it was to endure this sin now. He distractedly looked at a row of life-bound spirits, and forced a touch of evil smile on his face full of pain, which made people shudder.

Tuhu and Wu Hao often cooperated on certain occasions, but he knew something was wrong with that smile and shouted, "Boss, stop it!"

Wu Hao gritted his teeth and shared his soul. The five tigers instantly fell to the ground and twitched. The bald head of the bag exploded directly. This time, he was unwilling to waste his energy on the transformation and cursed. The consequence of soul sharing is that you share the pain and the disaster.

"Dog, you're so cruel!" Qianqiu Wandai didn't even call his owner, but just called him by his pet name. His bag grew bigger and smaller as if it could breathe.

Wu Hao could no longer maintain his sitting posture, his muscles were tense, even with the five tigers sharing his pain, he still couldn't stop the severe pain deep in his soul. While he was sharing the pain, he did not stop the fusion. The first five souls released friendly and intimate intentions to the sixth soul, but the sixth soul could not be integrated for a long time.

He endured the severe pain and forced himself into a state of meditation at the moment when the five tigers and the bag shared the pain.

Above the snowy mountains, Ye Yan sat in command, his clothes covered with starlight. He came from the temple and was puzzled by Wu Hao's disappearance, reappearance and disappearance again. His brows were raised. Since when could outsiders in the Shenxing Realm hide at will? From his expression, one could see how solemn he was at the moment.

This world is dotted with stars, but all the stars are filled with a feeling of fear. When they see him appear, the stars within a thousand miles gather around him, not to flatter them, but out of instinctive fear of the crisis in this place.

Ye Yan stood in the void, looking down at the earth, his face as cold as water. He raised his hand and waved to conceal the secrets of heaven, controlling the dangerous aura in the snowy mountains. He was the master of this world, and after a careful search, he still could not find the source of the crisis. He expanded the scope of his spiritual sense again and searched carefully.

While Wu Hao was in a state of meditation, he still maintained the mechanical movement of inserting the medicine. His movements were smooth and natural, and did not occupy his brain.

The fusion of the soul and the body is an extremely rare and dangerous process in the world of cultivation. The fusion of the first five souls went smoothly without much feeling, but the fusion of the sixth soul began to show the expected symptoms: the object of fusion is the soul of one's past self, and the person is the present person, and a person with insufficient cultivation.