"I want to see what the power of the devil's remnant soul looks like today!"

Zhang Fan said coldly, with cold light in his eyes, and naturally he was not targeting his daughter, but the demonic power hidden in her body.

"good!"

The Ku Taoist didn't say nonsense. As soon as he finished speaking, the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball suddenly appeared, and his powerful spiritual consciousness, wrapped in the power of thought, poured into Zhang Fan's body.

The Yangtze River rushes, and the universe is thrown into nothing. The power that is extremely terrifying is coming. If Zhang Fan had not been the same as before, the power of the Ku Taoist would have been directly burst as soon as he entered."

In an instant, Zhang Fan calmed down his breathing sound. If the strong wind passed by, there were two milky white columns of air, entering and leaving the mouth and nose.

"What a strong power!"

Zhang Fan's heart moved and he was secretly amazed.

At this moment, the powerful power displayed by the Ku Taoist exceeded his expectations, giving him the feeling, even as if he had seen the Wisdom Wolf King distracted in the gourd realm.

That is the realm of the power of spiritual consciousness that interferes with the present world and creates its own magical powers.

For a moment, Zhang Fan realized in his heart that he had been suffering in the Fire Spirit Pearl for many years and had more than a hundred years of recovery, regardless of the rest, just his spiritual consciousness. The Taoist Ku was probably more than his heyday.

But these are all later things, Zhang Fan's mind soon regained its concentration and placed it on his daughter in front of him.

A finger slowly stretched out, and in an instant, the light seemed to have disappeared in the whole world, only that finger froze forward.

This is the result of the high concentration of energy and spirit and the extreme concentration of power."

Just as his fingers touched Youyou's forehead, it was a fiery red, a sound like a phoenix sound, a sound like a cry of a baby sounded, and the sound waves were as if they were real, slamming on Zhang Fan's body.

One Dharma image: Bifang!

External forces invade the root, and the Dharma phase independently competes.

It doesn't care whether the other party is for Youyou's good or not or whether it is her own father. This is an instinct.

"Get out!"

Zhang Fan shouted coldly, and bowed in vainly

At this time, only his daughter's eyebrows were in his eyes. Zifu Niwan, and everything else was not in his eyes.

Even Bi Fang's image was not seen, and Zhang Fan's loud shouting was filled with the supreme power of the golden crow of the sun, pressing down in the air.

The power of the demon emperor and the great distance between them were very different from each other, Bi Faxiang's strength was completely unresisted, and he was forced back into Youyou's body with a whine.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's finger, with supreme power, pressed on Youyou's forehead with a bang, and the powerful force surged in.

In an instant, as if it was calm after the storm, the room suddenly became quiet, and there were only two people with their eyes closed facing each other.

Zifu. Located in the middle of a person's eyebrows, three inches into the upper Dantian!

The mystery of the human body is the nine palaces of the sky, among which the purple palace is where the Yuanshen lives, and one of the acupoints of the void, which hides the innate true god.

According to legend, when those who practice immortals reach the great success of their souls. When they enter the secret realm of immortality, their souls live in the purple palace. When they leave their bodies, they go to the top gate and carry the sound of thunder. They are the accomplishment of the holy fetus.

At this time, Zhang Fan and the Taoist Ku worked together to follow the unique path of the Soul-Pulling Technique, and entered the body with the spiritual consciousness and thoughts, and rushed straight into the place where the purple palace Yuanshen Yan lived.

Youyou naturally did not achieve the soul, and even the Nascent Soul had not been attained. At this time, the soul was stored in the purple palace.

Originally, there was no need to be such trouble to enter the purple palace. One was to use the power of the Taoist Dao, and the other was to search the soul. The most common method for ordinary immortals to kill the opponent's soul is to use great magical powers to directly break through the opponent's purple palace, kill the soul, and even the souls are destroyed.

But that was against the enemy, Youyou was Zhang Fan's daughter. How could he bear to let him suffer a little harm? Therefore, he had to do this so that he could not be harmed.

“Boom

It was like the thunder sound when the soul was energetic and left the body. The virtual body condensed by Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness and thoughts only felt that the whole body was shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the thunder sound.

"Change!"

At the critical moment, a loud shout echoed. It was not like coming out of my mouth, but like the vast sound of heaven and earth spontaneously.

The golden crow cried long, and the huge power suddenly condensed. From virtual to real, it appeared in this world.

"this

"Is this the Purple Mansion of Youyou?"

Zhang Fan's eyebrows and eyes gradually became clear, and it can even be seen from it that the feeling of heartache when he said this sentence.

At the first moment, he looked around and saw that he, the father, was heartbroken and wished he could replace him.

What is in front of us is an endless and vast world, another world that is bound to the extreme.

It feels like one step is the end of the world, but this step is not moving, an invisible barrier;

In the dark, I felt that there were countless roads, but there was only one that I could walk on, just like a huge world, drawing a jail for the purple palace.

Zhang Ji knew in his heart that this place in the purple palace was the origin of human soul and the origin of the soul, and changed with the improvement of human cultivation.

The situation in the Zi Mansion at this time was actually much better than that of ordinary foundation-building monks. The general mourning of the people was to be strong, and the space of the Zi Mansion became narrower and only took advantage of the talent.

Therefore, as soon as he saw this, Zhang Fan knew that his judgment was correct. There must be another force in the leisurely purple palace, which expanded the world and reached this point.

However, he had no time to pay attention to this, and his eyes condensed in the void, on countless floating fragments.

These fragments are like magnificent bubbles. Another collection of scenes, each of which is a complete world, with a picture-like image of a girl who is vaguely familiar with her, sad and happy alone.

“Youji,”

The heartache and pity could no longer be curbed. Zhang Fan exclaimed softly, almost unable to bear it, and reached out to touch it.

"Who will play with me?"

Zhang Fan had just forced himself to calm down and did not do impulsive things. A tender, faint voice echoed in the purple palace space.

The sound is so weak that even if you listen carefully, it is still erratic and vague; it is also so clear that even if you are careless, it is still heard.

"This is"

"Yuyou sound!"

Zhang Fan was moved in an instant, his expression changed, his spiritual consciousness was released, and he swept across the endless fragments.

"Who will play with me?"

The girl's voice, with endless loneliness, seemed to be coming from the fragments. It gathered in the air and spread throughout all corners.

Wherever you see, the leisure among the fragments, you may be lying under the tree and counting the ants, as if you can see the joys and sorrows of another creature; or you may be sitting on the tree and looking into the distance, where there are friends playing, and between your eyebrows, you will only see envy and loss,

More, more, is a little girl who sleeps soundly on the bed, and she doesn't feel the morning after spring. Her delicate face is filled with Luo Bin who is incompatible with the spring.

At the last moment, I looked at it, but I was still a three-foot-foot-year-old boy. I couldn’t know the spring time; at the next moment, I looked at it, but I was a girl with the begonia still sleeping in spring.

Time passed by in endless sleep, and I woke up from a dream. Yesterday, my playmates and children suddenly became like a trip.

"Who will play with me?"

The sounds seemed innocent, but they were heard in Zhang Fan's ears, but the sad childish voice was still echoing in the purple palace, bit by bit, making Zhang Fan's heart slowly cool down.

After making a judgment before, Zhang Fan knew that the power of the remnant soul of Tianhui was in Youyou's body, and it did not harm her herself, except for her frequent drowsiness, and even had great benefits to her cultivation.

But at this moment, I felt the loneliness and loneliness that kept coming out of my soul and from my memory made Zhang Fan feel cold, and his love and pity almost submerged him.

"Boy, calm down."

The voice of the Ku Taoist suddenly sounded, full of alertness: "Don't be confused by what you see in front of you. You must be unconscious in your sleep. These are just the manifestation of the soul."

"Girl is very good, she just feels like she's sleeping."

"I understand, don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

Zhang Fan nodded sadly and whispered.

He naturally knew what Taoist Ku said. What he saw in front of him was a reflection of his long soul, which reflected the years of sleeping many times.

But in essence, Youyou, his baby daughter, just felt like she had a sleep and had no feeling.

This is the same as ordinary people sleep. As the eyes open and close, it is already a night of time, as if only a moment.

In this process, the human consciousness is asleep, but the soul still feels everything outside the world as it is, and even degenerates dreams, causing people to sink.

Even Zhang Fan could not fully understand the boundless mystery of this. He just thought that Youyou didn't suffer this almost imprisoned sin, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and relaxed a little.

"Who will play with me?"

The long desire, sigh, loneliness still turns into childish voices and echoes in this world.

Zhang Fan's expression changed and said to the Ku Dao Ren: "Youyou can't feel anything, but I, a father, can't let all this happen!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped out, following the only path, traveling through endless regrets. The dream of the transcendence of his soul, and entering the depths of the purple palace.

Move and change the scenery. The eyes are fascinated. After the magnificence that is not in the boundless real world, a golden light and the vast sky sound suddenly appear like a mirror. It is inserted in front of Zhang Fan, reflecting the wonders of the other world.

"really!"

Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and there was an indescribable meaning.

It was not the first time he had seen what appeared in front of him, and he was even familiar with it.

Not far ahead, the boundless beauty and ugliness are changing with each other, the last moment is fascinating, and the next moment is like seeing a ghost.

More things are: fairies scatter flowers, golden lotus surging in the earth, sky sounds lingering, and the light of the Pure Land!

There is a holy celestial woman dancing gracefully, unlike in the world.
Chapter completed!