Chapter 1879: I Want to Change a Rich Dad

The entire holy ruin has become a huge flesh and blood mill, constantly grinding all the materials in it, and there are millions of Xuanjing monks who have entered it before and after, except for those who have just entered it late and escaped, almost ninety percent of them are still struggling in it, a large number of monks are dying every moment, and the entire holy ruins are almost completely soaked in blood.

Yang Ling's group had already retreated to the passage in the center of the holy ruins, holding on to the stone platform in the midst of the violent shock.

Endless fear enveloped the entire Realm.

All those who escaped were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

And those who are deeply trapped in it are even more terrified, except for helplessness, they can only wait for death in endless fear and torment.

There is no way to escape, and everywhere is a death trap.

One year ...... Two years...... Three-year ......

The holy ruins had completely collapsed, and except for the stone platform where the passage was located, the surroundings had completely turned into nothingness, surrounded by a huge black hole, like an isolated island hanging in the center of the black hole and constantly shaking gently.

The cyan pillar of light was as always, like a giant pillar piercing the sky, reflecting most of the Xuan Realm.

And this pillar of light fell in the eyes of all the Xuan Realm powerhouses who escaped from the ascension to heaven at this time, and it looked really terrifying, like a monster that wanted to devour the entire Xuan Realm creatures.

"Maybe it's time to leave!" In the Yufu Sacred Palace, Chunyangzi looked at the stone tablet in the center of the shrine in his hand that seemed to exude a strong aura of blood, stood up and flicked his sleeve robe, and the starlight around his body exploded and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"The time has come, let's go!" In the Tianji Cave of the Heavenly Machine Sacred Palace, Demon Wuxian, who had been constantly calculating with the Xuanwu Remnant Armor, looked at the two hexagrams that were frozen in light and shadow, stood up and rolled up his robe, and disappeared with the explosion of starlight and the two of them disappeared.

"Tens of billions of years of layout, finally waiting for this line of vitality!" In the Tianyuan Sacred Palace, where there had never been any movement, a handsome and martial white-robed young man stood up, raised his hand and grabbed a pitch-black spear that condensed from the glow, and then stepped out in the starlight and merged into the heavens and the earth.

In a top-secret retreat place in the Heavenly Absolute Holy Palace, a burly old man with red hair also walked out of the cave, looked up at the endless sky, and then sighed and disappeared in the starlight.

In an area of the Xuan Realm where time and space are uncertain, suddenly a huge palace stretching for millions of miles is suspended, and countless imposing monks come out of the palace and line up in front of the palace.

An old man with snow-white hair and a stiff body walked out of the void, although it seemed that he was about to die, but the aura emanating from his body shook the heavens and the earth, and with every step he took, the entire Xuan Realm seemed to be shaking gently.

"My Tianxuan Temple has guarded the Xuan Realm for billions of years, if the catastrophe is coming today, the Xuan Realm is also a plate of scattered sand, this great change in the holy ruins should be the fulfillment of the holy decree of the Holy Monarch of Longxi back then, the old man should go here to fight for that glimmer of life for all races, I hope you will stick to the Dao heart and not mess with yourself!"

"The Lord of the Palace~" all the monks shouted.

"I'll go!" the old man said, and a cloud of starlight exploded under his feet, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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At this time, Yang Ling had already returned to the compass space with a large army for six thousand years.

In the past six thousand years, countless virtual realms in the compass have broken through the Dao realm, countless Dao realms have broken through the Xuan realm, and under the continuous strengthening of the Gate of Creation, batches of strong people have been born.

In the bustling crowd, Yang Ling was shopping with a little girl who looked only three years old and looked like she was carved in pink.

This little girl was born to Lingxuan, was born in the spirit world, was born with a spirit seed, and is now the treasure of everyone in the Yang family.

Now the system has been fused with the entire spirit world, the original system is like a giant city suspended above the spirit world, connecting eight sub-cities and four main cities through the space-time channel, and these main cities and sub-cities are connected to more sub-cities by radiating each other, just like a large net connecting millions of miner systems together, forming a huge city network covering the entire spirit world.

Because of the open access, the entire main city of the system is bustling with people, and countless miners and races linger here.

The huge system courtyard is now centered on eight sub-city passages, gradually forming eight large cities, and under strict planning, the city crisscrosses to form neat and spacious streets.

On both sides of the street are rows of shops, hotels, clothing stores, cinemas, brothels, bars and other shops, each of which is full of brilliant colors, elixirs, weapons, magic weapons, medicinal herbs, tobacco and alcohol, fruits, and so on.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still people who knew that the catastrophe of heaven and earth was coming, this place would be completely a peaceful and prosperous world full of flowers and peaceful coexistence of all races.

"Daddy, I want this ......," the little girl in her arms suddenly pointed to the side of the road and shouted excitedly.

Yang Ling immediately stopped in front of a stall on the side of the road.

There is a cage with a transparent energy cover on the stall, and there are several fluffy-looking animals in it, all of them are cute and cute, and they will stick out their tongues and sell cuteness when they see people.

A very beautiful female stall owner immediately smiled and introduced: "This is a mutated Pixiu, gentle and beautiful, without offensive power, and it is most suitable for children as toys." ”

"How much is one?" Yang Ling asked.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's only 50,000 spirit stones!" the female stall owner smiled and opened the cage and grabbed one and stuffed it for the little girl.

Yang Ling's face turned black in an instant, and he said to the little girl: "Erya, this is not fun, is it okay for Dad to take you to buy ducklings?"

"Not good!" the little girl shook her head vigorously, and a pair of small hands grabbed Pixiu tightly, "Er Ya wants this!"

"But it's too expensive, Dad can't afford it!" Yang Ling said with a bitter face.

"That's not good, Mom said that Dad is the most powerful man in the world, how can the most powerful man have no money!"

Yang Ling: ......

Looking at Yang Ling's stinky face, the female stall owner couldn't help but cover her mouth, she knew that as long as this little girl wanted, this business would definitely be able to be done.

"Daddy has been poor lately......"

"Wow~" The little girl was sad, wiped her tears with her hands and began to cry, "Mom lied to me, Dad is not the most powerful man in the world at all, I can't even afford a puppy, I want to change to a rich dad......"

Yang Ling: ......

Well, Yang Ling felt that he was indeed a failure as a father.

Originally, the entire spirit world was his own, but who had nothing to do with a bunch of spirit stones on his body.

The original storage ring stored some spirit stones and messy items, but that ring was broken, and now Yang Ling's things are all stored in the dojo, and there are a lot of high-level magic weapon ores, but there are no low-end things like spirit stones, because he can't use them anymore, and the worst ones are all Xuanjing, and there are not many.