Soul travels through the world of immortality

A cave under the water looks like a carved beam or a magnificent pavilion, which is another scene.

I saw gorgeous curtains, picturesque window lattice, elegant and leisurely decoration, and pieces of beads hanging in the middle of the room. As the water waves flowed, it seemed like a fantasy in another world, making a pleasant and crisp sound of impact.

Several luminous pearls on the roof are arranged in a starry sky pattern, shining with a soft halo. The fragrance in the room is like a soothing breeze, refreshing the heart and spleen and implanting it into the atrium. This fragrance is like a dream, teasing and tempting on the tip of the nose.

The two figures occupied a corner of the room upside down, feeling the entangled smell in the air, like a wisp of filaments, gently entwining each other. The man was so hungry that he called softly: "Little Beibei, Beibei..."

The moans and sounds in the room were indescribably gentle and charming, causing the spring water in the lake to ripple.

The fluttering curtains, faint whispers, and the two intertwined bodies stopped just now. When the woman's plumpness wrapped around the man's chest again, the one who turned against the guest was severely knocked down, and the fiery movement began again.

Breathing rapidly, the woman called softly, begging the man to let go, and said sternly.

"Iwaro... we must not let go. If the soul can reach here, could it be that it is with Tumi's group of flying fish tribe a hundred years ago?" Iwaro suddenly pressed the woman under him and continued to moisturize her dry lips.

"Don't be a spoiler. I planted Sunset Remnant on that soul. He will be weak and come back to us soon. You can just wait for him with peace of mind."

Iwanro was so proud that he made even bigger moves and became more affectionate.

Xingqing once obtained a fragment of a volume, which was very similar to the mark on Li Mingyang's soul. He studied Li Mingyang's mark several times in two days, but there was no way to eliminate the mark.

Xingqing's split soul spans several interfaces. With his own experience as a soul for thousands of years, there is basically no soul problem that he cannot solve.

But the mark that was planted on Li Mingyang this time was really powerful. It not only affected his cultivation, but also found that his soul was gradually weakening. In the eyes of outsiders, they just thought that Li Mingyang was weak in energy and energy, but Xingqing understood that it was all caused by the mark of the soul. ghost.

Xingqing checked Li Mingyang's body again. He nodded and said nothing more. He only gave a few instructions and sat aside to study.

Li Mingyang was helpless about the condition of his soul. He couldn't help but smile bitterly as he recalled everything that happened in Youze.

However, he did not feel regretful. The road ahead was full of thorns. Since he had chosen to go to Wangyou, he had to face the difficulties and move forward bravely.

He sat cross-legged and began to regulate his soul with luck. Although his soul was getting weaker day by day, he still had so many elixirs and stone milk. After half a day of work, his soul felt somewhat restored.

He stood up and was about to go out to look for some jade. He had always been interested in the rough stones on the shore. He couldn't stay in the snails all the time and should also go outside for activities. Since his soul returned to his place, Haven't taken a single step yet.

As soon as he stepped out of Youwuluo, he was pushed ten meters away by a powerful netherworld energy. It was already too late to return to Youwuluo.

Li Mingyang forced himself to calm down, turned all his thoughts back to the void, and increased the output of the Underworld Art. He suddenly felt that the pressure on his soul was relieved. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and flew back to Youwu. In the snail.