The slightest glimmer of light in the black hole, as if it is a world of light and darkness alternating between fragmentation and recovery.

A burst of bright light wrapped around Yang Jiong's body without warning, and the space suddenly brightened.

He tried to look into the distance, but it was a blur three feet away, and his eyes were extremely dark.

Yang Jiong looked around curiously, the light was like thunder and lightning shuttling in the dark clouds, appearing and disappearing, or flying away like silk. The body seems to be moving, but in what direction it is moving, but it cannot be perceived. In this inexplicable space, there is no direction, no reference or contrast.

Suddenly, a heaven and earth coerced over him, and the powerful aura suppressed Yang Jiong so much that he didn't dare to move and couldn't breathe. Of course, there was no air in the here and now, and his whole body was surging, and he had already stopped breathing. Ever since he had advanced to the Divine Realm, breathing had become dispensable.

The coercion of heaven and earth gradually restrained his whole body, and only his mind could move. At a loss, a fierce breath, like a drill, frantically drilled towards his Purple Mansion.

Although he had not yet formally set foot in the sect of cultivation, Yang Jiong vaguely knew that the Purple Mansion was the foundation of every cultivator and could not be violated by external forces. If this force enters the Purple Mansion, it will definitely cause disaster to Jindan.

He quickly placed the Divine Thoughts as a barrier at the entrance of the Purple Mansion, hoping that the wings would be able to block the impact of the drill bit. In the midst of anxiety, the power of heaven and earth finally disappeared after breaking through several divine thought barriers. Yang Jiong let out a long sigh of relief.

After more than ten breaths, the coercion of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and the strong light wrapped around him dissipated. A piercing pain made Yang Jiong can't help but scream.

Without that layer of protection, the invisible wind in the space blew on his body, instantly blowing his clothes into flying ashes, and his skin was stained with blood.

His flesh had been strengthened to the point where ordinary swords were injure, and here he was so fragile and vulnerable.

The wind is extremely harmful, but Yang Jiong's body's self-healing ability is extraordinary. After the skin is broken, it is visible to the naked eye to close and scar, and then it is blown and scarred again. The self-healing power and the destruction of Gangfeng formed a microsecond balance in a short period of time.

Wang Yu passed on Yang Jiong's "Dique Golden Chapter" and "Nine Yin Maze", and there is a way to open the shield in "Dique Golden Chapter".

But Yang Jiong's mana at this time was only a few dots, which was not enough to open the shield. He pondered again and again, and protected the Qiankun bag with the last bit of mana, allowing the void wind to blow on his body.

I don't know how long it took, a burst of bright light flashed, and the strong vitality of heaven and earth, mixed with fresh air, came to my nose. Yang Jiong's long-tense heart was relieved, and he was no longer able to support it, and finally fainted.

He appeared in the sky above a dense forest, his whole body was drenched in blood, like a prisoner who had been killed, falling to the ground through the canopy, only holding the Qiankun bag tightly in his hand.

It is a wonderful world, surrounded by trees and shrubs, and pillars of light shine through the dense leaves, forming a colorful fairy tale world. The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that filled the sky swept into the skin uncontrollably, and mana began to appear in the long-dried mana pool. The wounds on his body healed quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, his skin was back to normal.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Jiong to come to his senses. He turned over and bounced off the ground, looked around for a while, and said to himself strangely: "Could this be the cultivation realm? is it the Southern Underworld Continent that Wang Yu said?"

No one answered him, and the forest heard the occasional roar or two of unknown animals except the chirping of insects.

There were no clothes placed in the Qiankun bag, and Yang Jiong didn't know that entering the void passage would have a heavenly baptism. For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he was very glad that he didn't bring Xiaojuan over. Mortals in the Void Passage cannot withstand the baptism of the two heavenly paths.

The first is spiritual baptism, and the way of heaven does not allow people to walk through the world casually. In the Void Passage, the power of heaven and earth will rush into the Purple Mansion and bombard people's spiritual thoughts.

If you can't enter the cultivation of the truth, there will be no formation of the Purple Mansion, let alone the protection of divine thoughts. When the power of heaven and earth enters the minds of mortals, it will shatter the soul in an instant. In the mind of a mortal, the mind is his soul, and the two are inseparable.

The second is the baptism of the flesh, and the Void Gangfeng is extremely damaging to the flesh. Xiao Juan's body, under the protection of the mana shield, will be blown into a white bone in a few breaths.

Although the fairy tale world is beautiful, it is not okay to be naked. Yang Jiong walked through the woods for a while, picked some wide leaves, and wrapped them around his waist with vines, so that he finally didn't have to run naked.

He jumped over the canopy of the trees and looked out at the boundless forest, and he didn't know where he was.

He walked in a random direction, and just after a few steps, suddenly a woman flashed out from behind a tree, smiling like a flower.

After Yang Jiong stepped into the Divine Realm, the Divine Thoughts would spread to a distance of fifty zhang every moment. Within a radius of fifty zhang, every grass and tree was hidden in his thoughts.

But this woman appeared very suddenly, and there was no sign or sense in his thoughts.

The woman approached with a smile, and Yang Jiong stood there with his mouth open as if he had been struck by lightning. He wanted to shout, but let out a hoarse "Ahhh He wanted to step forward, but he couldn't move a single bit.

After a long time, Yang Jiong finally trembled in his voice and asked hoarsely, "Xiangyi, is it you?"

The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly upturned, and her eyes were full of lust, delicate as a flower. She stood three feet away from Yang Jiong, her eyes were resentful, just like the shadow by the Shuiyue Lake, it was Zhao Xiangyi who he thought about day and night.

Yang Jiong asked crampedly, "Xiangyi, why are you here?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, he turned around again, looked left and right, and said, "Could it be that this is the realm of the underworld? I died when I crossed the void, and now only the soul remains here?"

The woman walked up to Yang Jiong, looked at him affectionately, and wept: "Husband, I miss you so much." You've been away from me for so long, and you've never come to see me. Today, you're finally here, don't leave me in the future, we'll be together forever, okay?"

The voice is still as crisp as a silver bell, who else could the person in front of him be Zhao Xiangyi? Yang Jiong's eyes were moist, and he pulled Zhao Xiangyi into his arms.

Wen Xiang Nuan Yu into his arms, this is obviously Zhao Xiangyi. Yang Jiong's hands tightened, he leaned his head to her ear, took a deep breath of the intoxicating fragrance, and burst into tears. Only when you have missed it can you know what it is to be reluctant, and only when you have lost it can you know what is precious.

As if a thousand years had passed, Zhao Xiangyi twisted her body, tiptoed and kissed Yang Jiong's lips like a dragonfly: "I look forward to you and think about you every day, today, you finally came to my side." In the days to come, can you always be with me and never leave?"

Yang Jiong hugged his arms tighter, and said in a deep voice: "Okay! I will always accompany you, and I will not go anywhere." ”

Zhao Xiangyi said sweetly: "Then I'll take my husband to a wonderful place!" She casually swiped beside her, and a three-foot-high multicolored light door appeared out of thin air.

She said shyly: "This is a worry-free place, a place that only belongs to the two of us." I will definitely give birth to a lot of children for my husband, so that my husband will be happy and happy forever!"

Zhao Xiangyi's magical means opened Yang Jiong's eyes. He looked at the light door, then at Xiangyi, and asked tentatively, "Daughter-in-law, are you also cultivating the truth?"

Zhao Xiangyi said angrily: "Could it be that you are the only one in this world who is allowed to cultivate the truth? Come to the door of worry-free, in it, you and I can get eternal life." Grabbed Yang Jiong and pushed him towards the light gate.

Yang Jiong has no long things, only the vines and leaves around his waist, and then the Qiankun bag hanging on the vines. Zhao Xiangyi's eagerness tore off the vines, and the Qiankun bag fell to the ground.

Yang Jiong picked up the Qiankun bag and said to Xiangyi as if offering a treasure: "Daughter-in-law, do you know what this is? This thing is amazing, you can take things out of it with your mind." This is the dragon descending staff, this is the book of cultivating the gods, this is the ............"

The dragon staff is nearly two meters long, and such a large object can be placed in a palm-sized Qiankun bag. Yang Jiong took out the same things and showed them to Zhao Xiangyi.

As soon as he took out the palm-sized jade pendant, Zhao Xiangyi suddenly let out a piercing, desperate scream.

There was an imperceptible streamer flashing on the jade pendant, and Zhao Xiangyi was illuminated by the streamer, and her body began to melt like dust in the wind. There was only a white palm left in the air, trying to reach towards Yang Jiong, but in the end he didn't catch Yang Jiong's protruding hand and slowly disappeared.

Xiangyi was gone, and she disappeared as if she had been melted by a streamer. Yang Jiong's outstretched hand froze in the air. The multicolored light gate lost its support and exploded into a point of light and flew open.

The beloved was gone, and Yang Jiong shouted frantically: "Xiangyi, where have you been?

His mind poked out in all directions, but there was no Xiangyi's figure. Only the dragon descending staff on the ground, the palm-sized jade pendant, confirmed that everything just now was not a dream.

There is nothing more painful than gaining and losing, Yang Jiong put away the dragon staff and jade pendant, like a headless fly, frantically looking for Zhao Xiangyi in the forest.

It's been a long, long time.

At last, he leaned weakly against a tree, sat down on the ground, and muttered to himself, "Why do you have to leave when you have come? You have given me hope, but you want to make me despair again." Can anyone tell me where the door is?"

It was quiet, and no one could tell him the answer. Yang Jiong let out a long sigh and sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

Now that you know that Zhao Xiangyi is in this world, it will be much easier. Whether it is a worry-free place or a netherworld, you have to find her when you step through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Only by recovering his strength first can he have a chance to find her beloved. Since he came to this world, the mana pool has been empty, and without mana support, it is difficult to move an inch.

This world is full of vitality in heaven and earth, ten million times that of the Red Moon Continent. At all times, vitality penetrates the skin and penetrates into the meridians. After taking a long and deep breath, the vitality went straight into the heart and spleen, leaving a trace of mana in the mana pool.

Maybe it was because with a goal came motivation, and in Yang Jiong's selfless cultivation, the absorption speed of the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth was a little faster.

Five days passed, and his magic pool was finally filled with mana. Yang Jiong let out a soft roar, got up, and flew upward.

As soon as his figure burst out of the canopy, a heavenly and earthly pressure descended from the sky, enveloping him in the middle. The invisible pressure forced him back to the ground, and the terrifying atmosphere was several times stronger than the coercion of heaven and earth in the void passage!

In the dark, Yang Jiong had a hunch that no matter where he fled, even if he drilled into the Nine Shadows of Huangquan, he would not be able to escape the coercion of this heaven and earth. When I looked up, the dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and the sun was long gone.