In terms of power consumption, it is huge.

"Turn the Hunyuan Purple Gold Immortal Qi into a barrier, and now begin to integrate the six forbidden methods of death in the sea of ​​souls!"

At this moment, the old man's soul voice sounded in Yan Congliang's mind.

This made Yan Congliang confused.

I'm almost done. Now, why do I still have the thought to refine the Six Taboos of the Dead? Can't we continue to refine it until the end of this calamity?

"You heard me right. Who knew that your boy is not only a young monk at the sixth level of Qi refining, but also doesn't even have the slightest means to save his life?

Seize the time to refine the Six Taboos of Death, which will be of great use to you in controlling your own soul. This is also the only way to help you survive this tribulation.

Otherwise, I can tell you very responsibly, you will definitely die as a result of today’s punishment!”

The old man with a broken soul shouted with a serious face.

"Damn it! You idiot, didn't you say this thing was a small calamity before?"

Yan Congliang was confused for a while, thinking that this guy was a trap. Just now he said it was a small calamity, but now it has become certain death.

"Who knew you were a scumbag than I thought? As the Prince of Hell, you haven't even practiced a single move or a half!

If I hadn't discovered that you still have a trace of Hunyuan Purple Gold Immortal Qi, I would have helped you bury your body."

The old man with residual soul said with a look of disgust.

Originally, he thought that as the Prince of Hell, this guy would have some defensive skills, but he didn't expect that this guy was so lazy that he had never practiced magic at all.

It would be weird not to belch in this situation!

After all, this guy’s cultivation level is also very bad!

Of course, what the old man with residual soul did not say was that there was one thing he was careless about, that is, because Yan Congliang was the reincarnation of that person, the punishment he would receive would be even more severe.

This was his mistake, and Old Man Canhun was naturally embarrassed to say it.

"Mo Dan, I have been your master for eternity after all."

Yan Congliang looked unhappy, was he really such a scumbag?

"I feel extremely embarrassed for my eternal master!"

The old man with residual soul gave him a cold look on the spot.

"If you don't want to lose your shit, just do as I say, otherwise your soul will be destroyed in the punishment and your father will not be able to save you!"

The old man with residual soul said again.

The life and death controlled by the King of Hell is not absolute!

"Okay! I'll wait until I'm done with the catastrophe before I settle the score with you, an old man."

Yan Congliang muttered, but did not dare to delay, and quickly turned the Hunyuan Purple Gold Immortal Qi into a barrier to protect himself.
Chapter completed!