belief!

The light in Ye Han's eyes flickered on and off. This was a kind of thinking, a kind of spiritual power.

It seems illusory, but it really exists. If a person has no faith, it means that he has no soul body.

However, how to influence Jinshi with faith?

"Boy Baba, I have never heard of this golden stone. Do you really want to listen to the words of the wheel-turning king and make this golden stone bloom?" At this last moment, as the only person Ye Han trusted in this hell world, Suzaku had no choice but to He opened his mouth to remind Ye Han that it sounds impossible to let this golden stone bloom.

"Old guy, this is our only chance to stay in the hell world. If we don't do it, all the hard work we have gone through along the way will be in vain, so I have no choice!" Ye Han took a deep breath .

"Let the golden stone bloom, this wheel-running king will really give you problems!" Suzaku sighed in his heart; "But you have to be prepared to fail, once you can't let the golden stone bloom in a month, then you will have nothing but If you choose to return to the human world, there is no other way to go."

"So, I can't fail!"

Ye Han's eyes were filled with mist, he slowly stretched out his hand, and touched the golden stone in front of him.

It was cold to start with, probably because of the terrifying yin energy around the shady mountain.

But in an instant, from above the gold stone, Ye Han suddenly felt a mysterious devouring power.

The moment this devouring power appeared, it was about to swallow Ye Han's soul completely.

At this moment, Ye Han's soul completely left his body, and came to a completely strange space.

Here is a space full of endless flames, making Ye Han feel like his soul will be burned into nothingness!

"Between heaven and earth, nine is the ultimate number, and it is caused by the golden city. After nine hundred and ninety-nine catastrophes, the golden stone can be made to bloom..."

Suddenly, a voice came into Ye Han's mind at this moment.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine disasters!

Ye Han's soul trembled. Could it be that he was successful in resisting nine hundred and ninety-nine catastrophes in this strange space?

Mu Ran, just when this thought flashed through Ye Han's mind, surrounded by endless flames, he immediately felt a heart-piercing pain, which made Ye Han, who is currently only a soul body, feel his own pain. The soul, like a piece of wood, is being burned to ashes little by little!

Moreover, Ye Han could clearly feel that his soul was disappearing little by little, and his soul power had become weaker and weaker.

"ah��"

The terrifying pain made Ye Han unable to hold back his heart-piercing screams. The pain of his soul being burned to death made him feel like he was being punished to death, as if he was being punished in the 18th floor of hell.

In just a split second, Ye Han felt that death was so close to him, and Ye Han's soul power was almost only a very weak trace left!

"No, I can't die. I still have too many concerns about the things and people in this world that I can't let go of, I still have too many regrets that I haven't made up for, and I still have too many dreams that haven't been realized, so I can't die��"

Crazy shouts resounded in this strange space filled with endless flames.

That cry that seemed to come from the depths of the soul was endowing Ye Han with an extremely terrifying fighting spirit and strong belief.

In an instant, Ye Han's soul was supported by this strong fighting spirit and faith, leaving only a faint trace of soul power in Ye Han's body, as if a withered plant had been infused with powerful life force, leaving Ye Han His soul suddenly became extremely powerful.

This is a powerful belief, endowing Ye Han with infinite soul power, facing death, but he does not want to die, it is like a desperate person who suddenly ignites the belief in survival, in this world, he still has too much Not many things to do!

On the top of the shady mountain, at this moment, Ye Han's soul has left his body, and he can't feel the slightest breath of life in him. He sits withered in front of the golden stone, like a dead ascetic.

Under the dusk sky not far away, a lonely figure was watching the top of the mountain worriedly. Ye Han was like an ascetic monk in meditation. ? She has no way of knowing. JrNovels.com