"life?"

Han Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

Xuan didn't say anything at this moment because he knew what kind of world "Soul Art" would bring to Han Yi. He couldn't determine what is hidden behind "Soul Art", so he didn't need to explain. He would wait for Han Yi to realize it himself.

Han Yi has been meditating for a thousand years. This world that gathers in his mind shocked him. He called himself the world, how magical it is.

If you follow the "Soul Art" and your body will become a big world, if possible, you can integrate the Jiuzhou Great World into your body, and you will be the Jiuzhou Great World, a wonder of the eternal.

Since ancient times, or you can occupy a big world, or even create a big world, no one can put a big world in your body.

If successful, Han Yi will be an unprecedented person.

"Everything is fate! The soul of fate is the foundation of "Soul Art"." Han Yi suddenly said.

However, a whole thousand years have passed. In addition to the passage of time, Han Yi's realm has also grown wildly. He has now crossed the Kongming Realm and achieved the peak of the Hunyuan Mirror.

By directly breaking through a realm, it can be seen that "Soul Art" itself contains infinite transparency.

"The Soul Art is evil!"

Han Yi closed his eyes, but kept expressing his feelings about it.

Han Yi's mind was constantly rotating. "Soul Art" dominated destiny, which was actually to integrate countless souls into his three souls and seven spirits. To put it simply, it is to swallow, but the devoured soul must have quality. If the quality is too low, it will lead to the decline of his own strength.

"What is the soul of life?" Han Yi couldn't help but murmur.

"Divine Soldier?"

Han Yi suddenly thought about what Xuan had told him before what is the purest soul in this world. Only divine weapons, the soul of divine weapons is the purest.

"You finally realized it."

Xuan suddenly said with a smile.

"How long has it been?" Han Yi couldn't help asking.

"Two thousand years have passed." Xuan said helplessly.

"What? Two thousand years?"

Han Yi was surprised. It was originally just a thousand years to reverse, but he didn't expect that two thousand years had passed.

"There is not much time left for you. I will have to reverse for a thousand years in the end. I hope you can seize the opportunity and seize your own life eye. The three souls and seven spirits are attributed to the ten life souls. You need the ten purest souls to support them, so you can start." Xuan said softly.

"Well? Where can I find the ten purest souls to cultivate the life soul now?" Han Yi was puzzled.

"You forgot that you have several supreme divine weapons." Xuan suddenly said with a smile.

"You mean Jiuding? So I can collect ten magic weapons now?"

Han Yi suddenly remembered that he now owns ten treasure tripods, wouldn’t he just become the eye of the life among the ten souls?

"Of course not! The Nine Cauldrons have merged into your heart, and can only be regarded as one of the eyes of life." Xuan explained immediately.

"That Yi Ding? Heavenly Demon Sword? Immortal Sword?" Han Yi asked immediately.

"Of course, these are all ancient divine weapons." Xuan nodded.

"Okay! I'll merge immediately." Han Yi said excitedly.

I know my own life eyes best, but the entire human body is divided into ten life eyes, among which the limbs are four life eyes, one heart, one spine, and one head. There are only seven life eyes in total. Han Yi really can't find where the other three life eyes are.

"Nine Cauldrons, Fusion!"

Han Yi stabilized his heart as soon as possible. This is the source of his life, so it is the most important.

The Nine Dings have originally become part of their body, but now they are just guiding them into the eye of life and integrating with their three souls and seven souls through their own souls.

Therefore, the fusion of the Nine Cauldrons is the easiest step.

Bang!

The entire Nine Cauldrons intertwined instantly, merged with the life eye of the heart, and Han Yi's realm broke through directly and entered the Guiyuan realm!

Just combining one life eye can improve one's own realm. The power of this "Soul Art" is too terrifying.

The power of "Soul Art" is simply the potential from the original body. At the same time, when these divine weapons were refined, they condensed countless spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Therefore, these two forces were intertwined and promoted each other, and stimulated their potential more. As a result, their strength was constantly rising.

Next is the Demon Sword.

The Demon Sword followed him for the longest time, especially with Xuan's deliberate help, he had already had a close connection with Han Yi's right arm, so Han Yi chose to fuse the Demon Sword.

According to the description of "Soul Art", the arm bones of the limbs are exactly where the eye of life is.

"Use a knife instead of bones, the power of the demons will be contained in my body and melt!"

Han Yi roared, the entire body of the Demon Sword was shrinking, and the entire blade body was directly penetrated into Han Yi's right arm.

However, the moment I entered, my entire arm became extremely thick, even more rugged than my waist.

Bang!

"It's going to rise and break!" Han Yi roared.

But now, no one is involved in his world except his own voice.

A world of your own soul.

Han Yi has been enduring such unbearable pain that ordinary people can't bear. In this way, for a thousand years, it drifted away.

In the underground battlefield, Xuan kept absorbing the demonic energy, and all the demonic energy around him was absorbed by him. Now Han Yi cannot refine the pills himself, and he has to constantly consume it. The entire pill is no longer enough to make ends meet, and he even has to keep tens of millions of demons in captivity.

"If you can't succeed, I have no choice."

Xuan threw all the only 100 million pills in the end.

The reversal time is only part of it. The key is that Han Yi consumes every day in his practice. The pills consumed every day are an unimaginable number, let alone thousands of years.

Although Xuan can absorb demonic energy, it only took a few hours outside. How much demonic energy can he absorb in a few hours?

"it hurts!"

Han Yi roared again, and in desperation, Han Yi held the Fengxian Sword in his left hand and slashed at his right arm with one sword.

He wanted to cut off this arm, and he could no longer bear such pain.

Dangbang!

The Fengxian Sword seemed to touch the hard stone wall and splashed countless Mars.

However, because of this sword, the entire arm began to swell and gradually shrank.

"Success!"

Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief. How much pain he had endured during the long years? Now that the Demon Sword has been integrated into his array eyes, no one can peel it away from his body.

Now, the owner of the Demon Sword is Han Yi.

"Have a thousand years passed?" Han Yi suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!