Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Ha ha, it's done!"

After finishing this last step, Ding Yi's eyes also showed a touch of joy. After three days of suffering, he finally rebuilt his body by using the true spirit training technique.

After noticing his new body, Ding Yi finds that all the original scars on his body have healed. In addition, even the tiny pores are all gone. This is a body completely free from dust, just like the legendary ice and bones.

This kind of jade looks fragile, but in fact, it can not only protect the sword and sword, but also resist fire and water. In addition, with the power of the holy heart formula, Ding Yi can be said to have become a saint in the flesh.

After finishing the physical training, Ding Yi's next step is to temper his spirit.

Land immortals have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, and such things are obviously not accomplished by the strength of the body. Compared with the body, land immortals pursue more is the spirit.

Ding Yi has long had his own plan on how to temper the spirit. After all, he has reached the threshold of this realm more than once for thousands of years, and of course, he has already made full preparations.

Among the ancient powers of that time, the physical strength was the most powerful one of Ding Yi's master Nu Wa, and the power of spirit should be the first one of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the demon clan.

In the thousands of years of reincarnation, Ding Yi had already obtained the soul refining method of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and deeply recorded it in his mind. The secret skill that shocked the world at that time has finally come into use today.

"The Eastern Emperor bathes the soul skill, starts."

Ding Yi meditated in his heart, and finally opened the door of the ancient secret arts that had been in his heart for a long time, and began to practice the power of the spirit.

With the beginning of the Eastern Emperor's soul bathing technique, Ding Yi's spirit gradually left Ding Yi's body, then circled on Ding Yi's spiritual top, and then turned into a misty cloud.

At the same time, a bell shaped shadow appeared outside Ding Yi's body, enveloping all the clouds transformed by Ding Yi's body and spirit.

"Gather spirits and cleanse souls."

Ding Yi murmured in a deep voice, constantly washing and sublimating the cloud of his spirit, and the bell shaped shadow surrounding Ding Yi's body was also constantly solidified.

The huge bell outside Ding Yi is mysterious and simple, and it constantly radiates the power of soul. This is the secret skill inherited from the demon king who was in charge of the ancient magic weapons.

The unique talent of the demon clan once surpassed the previous era. Even the famous emperor Fuxi and Ding Yi's teacher Nu Wa could not cover up his brilliant past. They were all the most outstanding figures in the previous era, and Ding Yi was just a nobody in that era, and there was no way to compare them.

But now that a new era has come, Ding Yi believes that with his own qualifications, if he can get enough time to grow up, his future achievements may not be lost to them.

After the formation of Ding Yi's bell shadow, it began to send out an invisible vibration, which was a kind of vibration that directly hit the soul. It was precisely because of this that the spirit could be best tempered.

Under the tempering of the sound of soul, Ding Yi's spirit trembled, and the pain caused by this soul tremor was more than 100 times that of the previous physical exercise.

"Ah, ah..."

Although Ding Yi tried his best to restrain himself, the pain in his soul still made him cry.

Over the past thousand years, Ding Yi has broken through countless times, and each time he has gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, but this time of soul training is definitely the most painful one for him.

This kind of soul shock will not only bring great spiritual pain to people, but also be eaten back by the soul if they can't bear it. Even those who are at a higher level dare not face these situations easily.

"Hold on, hold on..."

Ding Yi knows that the more such a critical moment is, the more he must exert his spirit to the state of extreme concentration. In such a situation, any relaxation may lead to a coma.

Under the impact of such a soul, once a practitioner is in a coma, his soul will be damaged, his memory will be lost, his spirit will be extinguished, his practice will not be guaranteed, and even there will be a great risk of his soul going out of his wits.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo..."

Ding Yi breathed in the cool breath one after another, trying to keep his last sense with the help of breath circulation.

The process of refining the soul is so painful that Ding Yi has been on the edge of life and death, constantly wandering back and forth.

Although this process is more painful than Ding Yi imagined, Ding Yi also knows that Bao Jianfeng has honed his own truth. If he wants to achieve the ultimate power of spirit, he has to bear the soul pain that others can't bear.

Everything between heaven and earth has its own constant law. Nothing comes out of nothing.

The time of soul refining is longer than that of body refining. This time, Ding Yi continued for ten days without waking up from meditation.In the past ten days, Ding Yi suffered a lot in order to temper his spirit. Fortunately, as time went on, Ding Yi began to gradually adapt to this kind of domineering soul shock.

In addition, Ding Yi clearly felt that during the ten days of training, his power of spirit and soul was rapidly improved, and he did not know how many times stronger than his previous transcendental state.

At the beginning, Ding Yi was just a wisp of spirit, which almost exhausted the power of the spirit he used. For now, Ding Yi is afraid that it is not difficult to create an eight soul body.

With the passage of time, Ding Yi's spiritual power has also been strengthened. Previously, the cloud above Ding Yi's zenith finally has a kind of potential of transformation.

As Ding Yi knows, in ancient times, even among the land gods, only such arrogant figures as Fuxi Nuwa could do it, not to mention that he has not yet broken through.

If he can successfully cross the border and enter the land immortal field, Ding Yi believes that his spirit will make a qualitative leap forward.

"Boom, boom..."

Before Ding Yi is immersed in joy, the power between heaven and earth suddenly begins to become restless. Black clouds float and cover the ice valley where Ding Yi is closed. The dark clouds roll and thunder suddenly appear. The power of heaven and earth is daunting.

Seeing such a change, Ding Yi's eyes twinkle slightly and murmurs in his heart: "is the thunder robbery coming at last?"