I can't die.
You have to find a way to survive.
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I can't let it go.
Even if I only have my soul left now, I can still use the magical power of Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth to strengthen my own soul by devouring the souls of the frying pan hell.
As long as my soul is strong enough, I can get out of trouble and escape.
Time is quite tight.
The physical body is on the cruise ship Goddess and will be thrown into the East China Sea by Forbes at any time.
So I had to grow up in a short period of time.
However.
The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. I still underestimate the horror of the frying pan hell.
I could still endure being immersed in boiling oil and water, but within four or five breaths, the pain that was worse than life and death became even more intense, even if I gritted my teeth, I couldn't bear it.
"Ouch..."
No different from other dead souls, I was roaring hysterically like a pig.
Originally, he wanted to use the magical power of Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth to devour the dead souls in the oil pot hell, but in this state of extreme pain, there was no way to concentrate on using the magical power of Devouring Heaven and Devouring Earth.
There are countless dead souls in the Oil Pot Hell, and they are also roaring like evil ghosts.
But there are many dead souls, soaked in oil and water, with no pain in their bodies. Their expressions are dull, their eyes are dull and empty, as if they have been tortured to the point of losing their intelligence.
The dead souls who were thrown into the oil pan just like me did not last long before they were tortured to death and lost their intelligence.
His eyes lost their luster, and he no longer cried out in pain.
Like a zombie, there is no difference.
Seeing this scene, my pupils immediately tightened. If I couldn't resist this torture, I would undoubtedly lose my mind.
Resist it, I must resist it.
I can't die, I can't be trapped in Jiuyou Underworld!
Sun Laizi, Monk Wuxin, and Song Cuihua, including countless ascetics, were all captured by the people of Sakura Island.
If I die here, who will save them?
What's more, in this life, it was my grandfather who changed my fate against the will of heaven. It took him thousands of years to finally let me live another life.
And in my previous life, there were still many enemies.
Now the memory of my past life has not yet awakened, and I don’t even know who I am, including my enemies.
How could I die?
What should Ji Guyue do if I die?
My enemies in my previous life were all extraordinary people. How would I be able to fight against my enemies in my previous life if I left her alone?
"I can't die!"
"Roar!"
As soon as I thought of this, my eyes turned red, I gritted my teeth, and started roaring hysterically.
It was a crazy look.
He also had an unprecedented look of perseverance.
"I, Chen Changsheng, have never experienced any hardships along the way. Isn't it just being boiled in oil and water? What does this kind of hardship mean?"
"As long as you can't kill me, I can definitely resist it!"
"and……"
"If I can survive it, this will still be an opportunity for me."
And the opportunity I am referring to is the soul in the frying pan.
The soul power of the dead soul is the purest. It has not been contaminated by any attribute power. It can be said that there is no impurity.
If they are all eaten by me, it will strengthen my soul.
But this doesn't just make your soul stronger.
Because ascetics reach a certain level of cultivation, they can develop spiritual consciousness, but spiritual consciousness also has strengths and weaknesses. Especially if you want to release your spiritual consciousness, your spiritual consciousness must be strong enough.
If you want to use your spiritual consciousness to attack and kill people, your spiritual consciousness must be more powerful.
But the strength of spiritual consciousness naturally comes from the soul.
Only when the soul is strong can the consciousness become stronger.
And when I have cultivated to the heavenly realm, I can not only release my spiritual consciousness, but also attack and hurt people with my spiritual consciousness. There is no doubt that this is because my soul is the soul of the blue dragon.
If I can obtain the souls of the dead in the frying pan hell, this will naturally be a heaven-defying opportunity for me.
Not only can I escape, but it can also make my soul stronger.
but.
If you want to get the souls of the dead in the frying pan hell, you must first resist this feeling of life being worse than death.
And if you want to resist, you must have absolute willpower.
Otherwise it's all just talk.
But there is another thing that also puzzles me. Now that I am a soul, why am I still in human form?
Didn’t you say that my soul is the soul of the blue dragon?
Could it be that the Soul of Canglong fell into a deep sleep, so it didn't show its true form?
Or maybe it's self-sealed, it's hard to tell.
Otherwise, my soul would never be so weak.
Suppressing all the doubts in my heart, I gritted my teeth and held on with my strong will, wanting to fight to the end with the pain that was worse than life.
But such torture cannot be described in words at all.
It's like scraping skin and cutting flesh.
It can really torture people to death.
I tightened my mind and didn't dare to relax at all. As time passed, minute by minute passed.
I don’t know how long I persisted, but I suddenly burst into laughter.
"This so-called oil pan torture is nothing more than that!"
While soaking in the boiling oil and water, I laughed like crazy, "This is no different from taking a bath. Are you trying to destroy me?"
While laughing maniacally, I had a look of overflowing excitement on my face.
Because I got through it with a strong will.
Compared to before, I can now completely tolerate the pain caused by being boiled in oil and water.
I even did crazy things.
Use oil and water to scrub your body.
Then there's swimming.
I used my strong will to break through my limits and even challenge myself.
After really getting through it, I felt that this hell in oil was not that scary.
After swimming two large circles in the Oil Pot Hell, looking at the dead souls around me, I suddenly looked greedy.
There are many dead souls here, and they are densely packed as far as the eye can see.
There are tens of thousands of dead souls.
At the same time, I also noticed that there were souls who survived the pain of the Oil Pot Hell, and then their souls ascended and left the Oil Pot Hell.
At this time, I felt an unknown force pulling me.
The figure emerged from the oil water and was about to float toward the exit of the oil pot hell.
Seeing this scene, my expression suddenly changed.
If this floats out and falls into the hands of Black and White Wuchang, he will still face torture.
Even if I can survive all kinds of torture.
They will also be reincarnated as beasts.
I cuckold Emperor Hades, how could Uncle Fu let me go?
But that's not the point.
If my soul leaves my body for a long time, I will really die.
At this time, I didn't dare to delay at all. I looked around and dived under the oily water with one quick thrust.
The pulling force suddenly disappeared.
I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately activated my heaven-devouring and earth-devouring magic power. A black magic disk emerged, and all the dead souls in the oil pan were sucked in.
I have been thinking about this opportunity for a long time.
The soul power of these dead souls is very pure. Just swallowing one made my soul noticeably stronger.
Seeing this scene, I was immediately ecstatic.
There is drama.
Without delay, I continued to devour the dead souls crazily.
