“Bold!”

He shouted in surprise, and he could clearly feel an evil power entering his spiritual sea and forcibly detaining his heavenly soul!

If he had not practiced the [Huang Liang Yi Meng] technique and bound his heavenly soul to the spiritual sea and turned it into the true king of Shenmeng, otherwise his heavenly soul would have been detained by this strange force.

This is a plot!

Obviously bad intentions!

Han Tiehu didn't know what would happen if his soul was detained, nor did he know whether the person opposite would permanently detain his soul or temporarily detain him.

But he was already angry.

"A person has three souls and seven spirits, so he is the spirit of all spirits. If the three souls are not complete, it will definitely have a great impact on his practice. If he restrains my heavenly soul, he will destroy my practice!"

Han Tiehu felt that he could not do anything in vain.

Even if his heavenly soul has turned into the True Lord of Shenmeng, that kind of detention will cause harm to him, and it may even be possible to detain the True Lord of Shenmeng. If Han Tiehu does nothing, he will be unintentional to sit and wait for death.

He stood up suddenly.

He reached out and grabbed the void, and the Bodhi wood in the spiritual sea appeared, and then came to his hand and turned into a spear.

Although this Bodhi gun is incomplete, it can be regarded as a weapon.

Holding the Bodhi gun in his hand, Han Tiehu's mind was clear, and his mind moved, and Zhenjun Shen Meng flew out from his eyebrows, turned into a slap-high villain, and flew straight to the exit of the trial space.

"The Heavenly Soul leads the way! Han is not afraid of a battle!"

Han Tiehu shouted, and at this time he was not stingy with his magic power. With a wave of his sleeve, the inspirational peach wood sword appeared at his feet, carrying him to fly away, chasing the Shenmeng Zhenjun.

The soul of heaven wanders in the void, invisible and intangible, and for it, there is no concept of speed.

Han Tiehu's heavenly soul turned into the Shenmeng True Lord, but there are traces to follow, but his flight is like a evacuation, and his speed is extremely fast.

Even if Han Tiehu had all his strength to move against the sword, he would definitely not be able to catch up with him. He could only try his best to let Shenmeng Zhenjun slow down.

Soon, the calm Kinmen Lake exploded with waves more than ten feet high, and Han Tiehu came out with his sword. He kept following the Shenmeng Zhenjun and heading towards Kaiyang City.

This time, Han Tiehu walked unrestrainedly against his sword, and many people saw him.

"Who is that?"

"Ah, walk with the sword, walk with the sword!"

"Madam, get up and see the gods!"

"It's the Iron Tiger Immortal!"

"It's the True Lord of Enlightenment!"

"The True Lord appears!"

"I didn't expect the legend to be true. There are really gods in this world..."

No one saw Han Tiehu walking in the sky, and was shocked. Many people knelt on the spot and kowtowed to salute.

Han Tiehu didn't care about anything else at this time. He was very eager to fight. No matter who wanted to take his soul, even if he was a cultivator, even if his Taoism was higher than his, he would definitely not offer it easily.

If he could easily abandon his heavenly soul, then his immortals would have reached the end of his cultivation.

At this moment, the black sail man in the hunter's house did vomit blood.

Wow, wow, wow...

Blood spurted out one mouthful after another, and all flew into the round mirror.

The black-haired man couldn't stop at this time, and there was finally an emotional fluctuation in his expression, which was horror.

"Stop, stop quickly, damn it, could I have provoked the demon and was actually sucked by him through Kongming Mirror to suck my essence and blood. It's not good. If this continues, I just vomit blood and die!"
Chapter completed!