Seeing Chen Weiming suddenly turn, Gu Zhou looked puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"You want to save someone!" Chen Weiming said, and then stopped talking. The breeze blew on his face and floated outside a cage.

There were a large number of souls inside, queuing out one by one to accept those strange processes and becoming a new life form. But in the corner of the cage, there was a soul sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

It's not someone else, it's the Nether Dagger.

He was indeed dead, and his soul was caught here by this group of people when he arrived in hell. With his personality, he was not a person who could surrender so he chose to be kept in a cage and did not go out.

Among these souls, most of them are Emperor Hunyuan. I am afraid that no one cares too much about the soul of an immortal king, so he lets it go. At this time, he is sitting cross-legged in the corner, so he is naturally not practicing, but just too lazy to care about the things in front of him.

Looking around, this group of people should think that it is impossible for an enemy to sneak into the rear, so the defense is very relaxed. Only some spiritual monks are responsible for the order everywhere. If there is chaos in the lineup of souls, they will deal with it.

This is beneficial to him. After several spirits responsible for order flew away, Chen Weiming immediately flew to the corner where Ming Dao sat cross-legged and shouted softly: "Ming Dao, Ming Dao!"

But after shouting a few times, there was no response, and when I looked at the other souls, I immediately realized that.

People in heaven want to be like slaves, so they don’t want them to have too many of their own thoughts, especially in claustrophobic illusions, which makes it easier to control their thoughts and behaviors. If they can see them themselves, they may not be able to see themselves.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to take the risk.

After flying up to the sky again, after carefully looking at the route of the soul tide diversion, he went straight to the entrance, turned into a soul, and got in. He simply practiced the art of phantom and entered the room, and even if he transformed into a soul, he would be inconsistent.

Diverging along the way, Chen Weiming remembered the direction and walked slowly. After a long time, he finally entered the cage where the Nether Knife was located.

There are more than one person who has not been controlled by the Kingdom of Heaven, and there are many others, separated from each other in groups of three or two.

Looking around, after the spirit outside left, Chen Weiming immediately rushed to the front of the Ming Dao.

Feeling someone approaching, Ming Dao opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows to warn him. This guy was decisive in killing, and he had countless lives in his hands. Even though he had become a soul now, he still had a terrible murderous aura.

"Ming Dao, I am Chen Weiming!"

There was no time to tease, Chen Weiming directly revealed his identity.

"Chen Weiming?" Ming Dao was stunned and then lost his voice: "You... are dead too?"

"No!" Chen Weiming shook his head quickly: "I'll save you."

Ming Dao looked surprised: "You are not dead, how did you come in?"

He always thought that Chen Weiming had great magical powers, but as a living person, it was incredible that he had actually arrived in this dead world.

"It's hard to describe it, let's talk about it later!" Chen Weiming looked around, thinking about how to get out of trouble.

If you follow the soul, you will begin to condense your body. If you don’t say that such a body is not conducive to the practice, there must be other means to control the monks.

If you turn around, it's okay for you, but the Nether Dao is afraid that it will easily reveal its movements.

After thinking for a long time, I finally made a decision and said to Mingdao: "I will use the method of exorcising the spirit scripture to turn you into a spirit body, attach you to my necklace, and go out first."

"Come on!" Ming Dao did not hesitate. Although becoming a spirit body is also harmful to practice, it is better than living here and not dying.

Chen Weiming looked around again, and when the spirits that maintained order came over and left again, he immediately used the method of expelling the spirit scriptures. The mysterious light waves wrapped the soul of the Nether Sword.

Forging a spirit body is not a real body, but an energy body, so that the soul can rely on energy, and even if it can practice or display supernatural powers, it is just that the effect is not as good as the real body.

This is hell, only the power of death is introduced into the hands and brought into the soul of the Nether Sword. In a short time, it will condense the body of energy. Unlike Zhou Yu's spiritual body, it is white and crystal clear and moist. The Nether Sword's spiritual body is pitch black and purple, just like casting of a fine iron.

"Go away!"

Chen Weiming lifted the necklace and put the Nether Sword into it. When he turned around, his heart sank. Hundreds of souls were looking at him, with various divine lights in his eyes.

Just as I was about to leave without hesitation, I heard a soul shouting: "Don't move, we will do whatever we want when you move, which will inevitably lead people to you. What will happen? Consider yourself."

Another soul was also busy saying, "Everyone was in danger of being burned. Since you can condense your spirits for him, you can naturally condense your spirits for us."

"We just don't want to die, so we are willing to work hard for the people in heaven. If you can gather your body for us, then we can fight for freedom. There are too many people and it is beneficial to you."

"The enemy's enemies are friends, and we have no sense of belonging to the kingdom of heaven."

“…”

A group of souls, every word you say and every word, is to gather spiritual bodies for them.

"stop!"

Chen Weiming suddenly shouted to silence, and then looked confused. The other souls reacted, and it was like this. Soon, a spirit body in the heaven came over. After seeing that there was no problem, it floated away again.

When they walked away, Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "No problem, I will condense your spirits for you. There is not much time, so I can only condense five at the same time. After the condensation is successful, you can enter this necklace first to avoid causing trouble. Let's start!"

As soon as the words were finished, five souls stepped forward and stood in a row.

The magical powers condensed and the mysterious light shone. Soon, they condensed into five spirit bodies and included in the necklace one by one.

The spirits of heaven are patrolling outside, and at every interruption, they can condense ten spirits. Chen Weiming is not in a hurry to leave, and is proceeding here without any haste.

Most of the souls who came in later did not know what was going on here, and they just accepted their fate and continued to move forward. Many Hunyuan emperors saw the clues and came closer.

Maintain order outside and find the right soul to join.

Time passed little by little, and I am afraid that several months have passed, and I will stop after adjusting and resting many times in the middle, and tens of thousands of spirit bodies have condensed.

It turned into a breeze, flew out along the lane, and flew into the sky again, flying forward.

A vast and huge battlefield appeared in front of him. The spiritual army of heaven and the countless huge cultivators were slashed into a group and fought fiercely. There was no end to see at first sight, and the battle was in a stalemate.

Not only are there a large number of Hunyuan Emperors, but also many supreme monks. If they continue to fly into a breeze, they may attract attention.

I immediately found a suitable place to fall down and released all the spirits in the necklace.

Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw a Hunyuan Emperor bringing Zhou Yu out when he came out.

He pinched it and then looked at Chen Weiming and said coldly.
Chapter completed!