Why did the memories of the death of the previous life suddenly appear in front of me? The reason is no longer verified. What really shocked Yun Xiang was that his time travel was different from what he had expected before.

To a certain extent, he is not the real Yun Xiang, because the real Yun Xiang's ghost is still in the future world, maybe he has been reborn, maybe he has disappeared, and in this life he is actually just a remnant soul.

Or, to be more precise, I was actually the special product of the toad soul that seized the toad soul. Whether there are more people or more toads, it has been difficult to say clearly. Obviously, it is not the first time that Tianji has done such a thing, and I am probably the first person to succeed by chance. Before that, I have no idea how many people have been destroyed by such an attempt.

If it were not surprisingly expected, the golden light that wrapped around the residual soul was the soul lock mentioned by Wu Jiu. Inside the soul lock, the real Yun Xiang was actually the real Yun Xiang, and outside the soul lock, the soul was just the toad soul dominated by him.

Toad's soul is like a machine, and its residual soul is the person sitting in the machine. His previous practice has only made this machine powerful, but the person sitting in it has never changed at all.

No wonder he always finds that among the three conditions for breaking through the Ancestral Saint, although his god and body path have reached perfection, only one of the soul paths always feels difficult. It is precisely because his soul does not belong to him, so how can he say that perfection is?

Thinking of this, a trace of enlightenment suddenly emerged in his heart. Although his soul was weak, he was more clear than ever before. Perhaps, it was precisely because the souls that originally belonged to toads had been stripped out and were destroyed by Tiandi Zhenlongqi, leaving only a trace of his soul that originally belonged to him. Although he was weak, he was the purest and completely belonged to him.

However, what can such a weak residual soul do?

Nine out of ten cultivators in the Three Realms could not answer this question. Fortunately, Yun Xiang was the tenth one.

In the dream space, he once cultivated countless fragile wine souls into fierce and domineering monsters, so he knew that the strength of the soul is not important. What is really important is actually the essence of the soul. As long as the essence of the soul is strong enough, the soul power can be stronger by accumulation.

In daily life, he would use the soul power he had worked hard to cultivate to cultivate the soul of the prehistoric monsters. However, now he is trapped by the Zhenlong chess game, so who would use his soul power to raise himself?

Thinking of this, he thought of it and suddenly opened his eyes. This time, he really opened his eyes. Although it was still pitch black in front of him, he could clearly feel that the dense network of Taoist water around him contained endless soul power.

Yes, the Tao Net smashed hundreds of his residual souls, and destroyed the poisonous soul, turning it into the most pure soul power, but it was always trapped in the net in front of him and never dissipated.

"These powers belong to me, so I will return everything!" He roared in his heart, and the soul lock in his soul suddenly shone golden light. At the same time, the endless soul power in the Taoist net also seemed to have its own will, rushing towards him cheerfully.

In this infinite sea of ​​soul power, his soul grew rapidly, and as the soul power dissipated, the net turned into black chess pieces again and placed on the chessboard.

"Oh no, not good!" Yuanshi Tianzun had already discovered something was wrong at this time. He quickly pinched the magic trick and wanted to retract all the Taoist nets. Unfortunately, once the river water broke, it would not be easy to block it. It was like he could not stop the disappearing soul power. In the end, it was just one piece after another, and no trace of soul power remained in it.

Finally, when all the Tao nets turned into chess pieces, Yun Xiang's soul also grew to a certain limit. There was only a slight sound in his mind, and the layer of golden light wrapped around his soul also turned into pieces and dissipated invisible.

The seed of the soul brought by Tianji in the past finally grew into a towering tree, and even broke free from the soul lock set up by Tianji for him. The soul lock was originally a kind of protection for him, but at this time it became a constraint and he no longer needed it.

At this moment, his soul finally reached the perfect state.

When the god, soul and body reach perfection is the day to break through to the ancestor saint!

Yuanshi Tianzun took all the Tiandi Zhenlong chess chess in his sleeve, looked at the lonely figure in the chessboard with disbelief, and murmured: "How is it possible? He...he actually broke through? In this case, how could he break through?"

He had said before that another way to break free from the Zhenlong chess game is to break through the highest realm, because this magic is the way to suppress people with power. If the opponent is both the ancestor saint, the Taoist net will not have any restraint. It is precisely because of this that he never dared to use this chess game technique when he was against the two Buddhas before.

"Old thing, I'll kill you today!" Before he could figure out the key, an angry scolding came into his ears, and then a huge fist hit him in front of him.

If it were normal, such a simple move would naturally hurt the ancestor of this sect. Unfortunately, he was too shocked at this time and could not react at all. He was hit hard on the old face with a punch. He couldn't help but scream in pain and took more than ten steps in a row.

However, Yun Xiang, who was already in anger, could he stop easily? He flashed and chased after him, and his fists and feet continued to attack.

At this time, Yun Xiang, recalling the death of Kuo Du, was already extremely angry, and even forgot to use any spells. He instinctively added fists and feet, military fists, enemy fists, Muay Thai, Baji Fist, and all the boxing techniques he learned in his previous life were constantly beaten out by him. It seemed that only in this way could he find a place to vent the anger in his heart.

As a result, this messy punch caught the Taoist master off guard. All kinds of unconventional moves made him unable to play cards and took several harsh measures. More importantly, Yun Xiang was at the same level as him at this time, and the momentum that could have suppressed the opponent's momentum became useless. The opponent did not give him any chance to cast spells, and even used the method of using injuries to exchange for injuries, which made him beat him to the point of bruising and crying.

Yun Xiang was having a good time, but suddenly he noticed a muffled thunder coming from the sky. Then, the spiritual energy in the entire space became extremely disordered, the strong wind roared and the earth trembled, forcing him to stop the moves in his hand for the time being.

After a brief investigation, he sighed in his heart: "Oh, praise the poison boy!" It turned out that because of the poison, the spirit that controls the spiritual energy in this dream space was missing. The spiritual energy had completely lost control. If he continued to stay here by outsiders, it would probably make the situation in the entire space worse and he collapsed.

In desperation, he silently used the magic tricks, and with the colorful light swept across the world, the two of them disappeared at the same time.

It was a coincidence that at this moment, it was just a stick of incense before he entered the dream space.
Chapter completed!