However, having said that, when Emperor Yan really wanted to find this problem, he was helpless, because the longer he observed Wuqi's soul, the more surprised he discovered that Wuqi's soul was not simple, and it was obviously impossible to happen, but it appeared again and again.

The best proof is that when he thought and attacked Wuqi in the same way, trying to prove whether his idea was correct, all the guesses were instantly proved, and a muffled sound of "bang!" suddenly echoed, and Wuqi's soul trembled slightly, and there was nothing at all.

Then, the same situation happened again. Emperor Yan didn't believe in evil and took action again. He raised his hand and waved his hand. A powerful soul power immediately surged out, like an invisible storm sweeping all things, swallowing Wuqi's soul. However, although this power is terrible, it can only swallow Wuqi's soul.

After a moment, this terrifying soul power weakened without warning, as if it was bound by some law. Under the influence of time, it collapsed inch by inch and dissipated little by little. Not long after, it almost reached a point where there was nothing left, but Wuqi's soul was still safe and sound.

Such a sharp contrast almost instantly made Emperor Yan's eyes dazed and his mind a little shocked, but he did not give up. In order to accurately confirm the guess in his heart, he didn't even give himself a second of pauses, and continued to take action wildly. Seeing that Wuqi's soul was so powerful in resisting the power of the soul, he shot out soul shock waves one after another to attack the opponent.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang..."

The next moment, deafening sounds echoed continuously, and countless aftermaths of energy also appeared again and again. As the mad spread, almost every time the cultivators in such a state like Wuqi could destroy both form and spirit.

But no matter how many times these terrible soul attacks actually fall on the Wuqi soul, they will be the same result and have no effect.

This is the difference between the soul of thought, and it is also the perfect soul that Emperor Yan has fantasized about countless times. He can be uncontrolled by the laws of hell and only controlled by his own thoughts. Unless there is too strong other power to directly destroy the soul of thought, the soul of thought is almost an invincible existence, of course, it is limited to when facing the attacks of thoughts and souls.

"This... is nothing wrong once! What is this kid's soul? Why..." Emperor Yan exclaimed in disbelief.

At this time, one hour had passed since the first shock just now. During this hour, he was taking action almost all the time, without any intention of stopping, in order to more accurately confirm whether the Wuqi soul is really immune to any soul attack of any intensity.

Of course, there are some reasons for this difference. Emperor Yan was confident. Until this time, Emperor Yan always felt that even if the soul is special, it only had very special abilities in resisting soul attacks. As long as he took action enough, he could slowly destroy this ability to resist.

This situation is like a thick and solid wall. It is said that it is firm because the material is good enough and the wall is thick enough. The reason why the wall cannot be penetrated is simply because the force attacking the wall does not exceed the limit of force that the wall can bear. As long as this limit is exceeded, this seemingly unbreakable wall will collapse in an instant, like a collapsed sand pot, vulnerable.

Emperor Yan originally thought that Wuqi's soul should be in this situation. If you want to destroy this special soul, as long as you attack enough, the frequency is fast enough, and the power of the explosion is strong enough, Wuqi's soul will inevitably have cracks. Even if the crack is small, once it appears, you can easily turn the cracks into gaps, causing the wall to collapse completely in the end.

However, after an entire hour of trying, this situation did not happen. What does this mean? It means that the reason why Wuqi's soul can withstand its own soul attack may not be because the soul's defense is too strong, but other reasons. So what exactly will it be?

Emperor Yan couldn't understand it all. Then another shocked exclaim appeared.

The next moment, when the exclamation landed, Emperor Yan even planned to give up, because he felt that it was impossible for him to figure out the reason. Since this is the case, it would be meaningless to keep Wuqi. Emperor Yan's attitude towards things without any hope was very practical. He would not be full of fantasies about many things like Wuqi.

However, at this moment, a fleeting thought suddenly appeared in his mind, as if a light of inspiration appeared. The moment he passed through his mind, Yan Emperor's gaze suddenly changed, revealing a look that was definitely different from disappointment. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Wuqi's soul with an excited and excited expression.

At the same time, the heart was also changing. At this moment, Emperor Yan's inner thoughts changed. He had no idea of ​​giving up before. He could only wake up Wuqi and have a good conversation with Wuqi.

Because, at this moment, he suddenly thought of a possibility that even though this possibility might be extremely absurd to others, he believed in his thoughts at this moment.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!! Can be immune to my soul attack and my mind attack, but cannot resist my breath attack. Doesn’t this mean that this kind of soul can completely ignore the laws of hell? Aura attacks are not originally unique to hell, only the power of thoughts and soul power.

If this is said, if this boy's soul can really completely ignore the laws of hell, wouldn't it be the same as the soul of thought I imagined?

It was these thoughts that made Emperor Yan excited because he could not make any attempt to confirm this matter. If it was really confirmed, then everything would be different. He would not have any plans to kill Wuqi. The soul of thought was a soul that he had never seen before. The research value was so great that he could not imagine that he did not intend to miss such a good opportunity.

As soon as he thought of this, Emperor Yan's eyes immediately changed. He looked at Wuqi's still intact soul seriously. He subconsciously used his hands to slightly move towards the head. A series of black clouds and mists gathered like lightning from all directions, turning into a black thunder cloud entrenched above the two.

In the thunder clouds, lightning flashed, electric arcs wandered, silver snakes danced, loud noises continued. Before it could release its terrible power, it was already "rumbling" and released a suffocating pressure, which made the entire hell tremble uncontrollably, and the cracks in the space spread out one after another. It can be imagined how terrible the power of this thunder cloud would be if it completely exploded.

"good."

Seeing this, Emperor Yan raised his head slightly, saw the thunder clouds in the sky nodded with satisfaction, and murmured seriously: "This thunder cloud is transformed by all the rules of my hell. Although its power is quite terrible, it is all used to attack the soul. If you are really the soul of thought, there will definitely be no problem. OK, then let me see if you are the soul of thought."

As soon as this said, Emperor Yan flashed his eyes and raised his hand without hesitation to point at Wuqi's soul, "Boom!" As a shocking loud noise suddenly echoed from the thunder clouds, countless black thunder immediately came, like heavenly punishment, falling down one after another, cutting through the sky, and heading straight for Wuqi against the cracks of space.

The speed was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye. The first thunder thunder slammed on Wuqi, trembling violently, and the deafening roar continued. As the aftermath swept wildly, it even more "slammed" and flattened everything within a radius of ten thousand meters around Wuqi.

If it weren't for the entire hell being controlled by Emperor Yan himself, he deliberately raised his hand and squeezed it out a restrictive force to force the remaining power of the thunder. The first thunder just now would have been enough to destroy all the facilities of the entire hell.

It is conceivable how terrible the power of this attack was, but Wuqi still endured it, without any trouble. The only change that occurred was that his soul was trembling uncontrollably. As for the soul itself, it was still intact, like a copper wall, without any damage.

However, this was just a thunder transformed from the first rule power. Soon, the second thunder fell on his soul without bias. With a "boom", the amplitude of Wuqi's soul trembled violently. In terms of power, the second thunder was stronger and faster, but it still could not threaten Wuqi's soul.

The next third and fourth thunders were the same. This and this happened many times. When the tenth thunders were reached, the power of the thunder finally changed. It was no longer a foolish drop, but a few thunders connected to each other, connected into a piece, turning into an extremely thick thunder pillar, and heading straight for Wuqi.

Unfortunately, after the loud "boom" sound, there was no different result. So Emperor Yan had to control the thunder to continue like this. Until hundreds of thunders fell in shock, he could not cause any damage to Wuqi's soul. The serious look on his face finally gradually faded away and was replaced by the increasingly excited look.

However, even so, Emperor Yan did not make sure so quickly. He planned to try again. So, with a thought, he raised his hand and waved his hand, the entire thunder cloud moved at an astonishing speed, as if he was about to swallow Wuqi. With a "boom", with an unrivaled pressure, it directly fell down, completely sucking Wuqi's soul into the thunder cloud.

The next moment, loud noises echoed one after another, and the entire thunder cloud was trembling violently. The thunder inside was rushing wildly, and the energy fluctuations released could completely destroy the entire eighteen layers, because these were all transformed by the power of the rules of hell, but in the end, when the energy was exhausted and the thunder clouds dissipated, they still failed.

Wuqi's soul successfully ignored the most terrifying threat of hell, and in front of Emperor Yan, he won vitality without his own awareness in a passive and alternative way.
Chapter completed!