"Huh~" Yang Ling opened his eyes, a little confused and a little surprised.

After carrying the nine hundred and ninety-nine thunder tribulations, he finally stepped into the Dao Yin Yang Dao realm, but this time he advanced in a daze, and there was a trace of enlightenment in the confusion.

"Big Bell, did you save me?" In the sea of gods, the statue of the primordial god looked at the chaotic purple golden bell hanging overhead.

After being silent for a long time, a deep and deep voice fell in Yang Ling's thoughts, "You have to be careful, I can't strike again, otherwise fate will collapse in advance, since you want to block the end of fate, and want to figure out the meaning of chaos and annihilation, the only way is to devour my body as soon as possible and get that wisp of consciousness, and also, if you want to resurrect that woman, you must first find another primordial spirit seed, otherwise it is impossible for her to be resurrected successfully." ”

"Where is the other primordial spirit seed?" Yang Ling hurriedly asked.

"I don't know!" It was not until long after the voice disappeared that Yang Ling's divine sense withdrew from the Divine Sea, and then sat at the bottom of the pit in a daze for a long time before standing up and putting on his clothes.

This breakthrough is more than 400 years, and nearly three months have passed since the outside world.

Just when Yang Ling was about to go to the test canyon first to see a few brothers and seven wives, dozens of streamers in his divine thoughts pierced the space and fell in front of him in an instant.

"Return to meet the master, congratulations to the master for reaching the Yin and Yang Realm~!" A handsome middle-aged man with neatly combed hair and surging breath appeared first, and his face was full of excitement and he hugged his fists and saluted.

"Congratulations to the master on his smooth advancement!" the group of Dao Realm miners who followed all bowed and saluted.

Yang Ling also hurriedly hugged his fists and returned the salute: "Yang Ling congratulates all fellow Daoists for recasting the Dao body!"

Since Yang Ling fused with the Dao Demon Town Soul Realm, more than 1,400 years have passed in the compass space, and with the support of the pure spiritual liquid and life energy in the sinkhole, a group of Dao Realm miners have successfully condensed the Dao body, and their strength has all returned to their previous peak state or even further, and almost all of them have made more or less progress.

When a group of people were greeting, more than a dozen figures turned into streamers, and one by one they were also Dao realm aura rolling, Yang Ling's divine sense swept and found that it was actually those dozen demon masters.

"Meet the master, congratulations to the master for advancing again!" a group of demon lords all saluted respectfully.

"Rejoice and rejoice, congratulations to all the demon lords for successfully breaking through the Demon Emperor realm!" Yang Ling didn't put on a show, everyone is in the Dao realm, and their natural status is equal, although these demon lords who have just broken through the Dao realm are scum in his opinion, but the Dao realm is the Dao realm, and if you throw it out, you can guard a small spiritual mountain and protect the peace of the mortal world.

"Don't dare, if it weren't for the master, we wouldn't have survived the imperial tribulation so smoothly. A group of demon lords hurriedly returned the salute in panic.

"Your breakthrough is naturally to resist the Heavenly Tribulation, what does it have to do with me?" Yang Ling was a little curious.

"Hehe, the master doesn't know, although these demon Daoists have already broken through the call, but the divine soul can still be suppressed for a period of time, as a result, the master broke through and triggered the heavenly tribulation, and their heavenly tribulation also followed under the induction of the rules, but because most of the tribulation thunder was attracted by the master, their heavenly tribulation was very weak, so they passed it smoothly without the slightest danger, it was really lucky!"

"Well,~" Yang Ling was very surprised, "There is such a thing?"

"Master, this matter is true, and the elders spent it like this last time. The Demon Lord hurriedly said.

"No wonder!" Yang Ling pinched his chin and looked strange, the last time he saw a few demon elders actually reached the Dao realm, he just felt a little strange, but he had seen the big gourd demon star cross the tribulation, and knew that the demon clan was a group of freaks, and their resistance to the thunder robbery was very strong, but he didn't expect that there would be such a cheating way of crossing the tribulation.

But no matter which way to survive the catastrophe, as long as you can get through it safely, it is a good way, and it is ...... Yang Ling actually had a very excited idea in his heart.

If the next time you wait until you have accumulated a large group of miners in the Void Realm Great Perfection and need to cross the tribulation, you can condense a high-level rule power in the dojo, I am afraid that you will usher in the Heavenly Tribulation again, and you may be able to create a large number of Dao realms at once.

Damn! As soon as this thought came out, Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder, this is completely a cheating in the exam...... Uh, what a great way to cheat!

However, at this time, we still need to wait, although there are already many miners in the Void Realm in the compass space, it will take a while before the Great Perfection of the Void Realm.

Yang Ling broke out of the customs safely, and everyone was naturally very excited, and they all said that they wanted to celebrate Yang Ling. You must know that at that time, the tens of thousands of meters thick colored thunder collapsed like a steel-making furnace, and almost scared everyone to pee their pants, so Yang Ling This is a great joy of resurrection, which is worth celebrating.

Yang Ling naturally did not refuse the proposal of a group of people, and now more than a thousand years later, Yang Ling also needs to hold a system-wide conference to rearrange the next task.

Yang Ling said goodbye and left, went back to check the situation of a few brothers climbing the canyon, of course, the most important thing is to meet a few wives, all said that cultivating immortals does not know the years, Yang Ling has now deeply realized that the higher the realm, the more indifferent the family affection is, you can't blame the people who cultivate immortals, but every retreat and cultivation is calculated in a hundred years, thousands of years, thousands of years, no matter how deep the feelings are, they begin to become estranged, and all love begins to slowly become a kind of family affection until it is indifferent and ruthless.

But for Yang Ling, no matter how long it takes, every time he goes out, he can't wait to see his women, this feeling has been solidified in his blood, and it has nothing to do with time, and even the longer time passes, this kind of longing will become more and more intense, only with them, the anger and irritability accumulated in his heart for hundreds of years will be melted away by warmth and tenderness, let him return to his true self, let him find the motivation and courage to fight for this life, to work hard.

The Octagon World, hundreds of millions of universes, billions of races, those alien creatures that have never been seen in a lifetime, the clansmen who can't beat the eight poles, and even the Longxi clan, the Longxi Holy Monarch, including the elven clan, and even the gate of fate, have nothing to do with him, if there is no family, relatives, friends, and companions who share life and death, or put it in the past, Yang Ling will definitely snort viciously, "The destruction of the universe is about Lao Tzu's." ”

But no matter what, now he can't help himself, pushed by countless hidden forces and invisible big hands, pushed by family and friendship, and running towards an ethereal goal, although all this is like an illusion, everything is beginning to become more and more unreal, more and more psychedelic, more and more deviated from the life and reality he knows, but he doesn't dare to bet, bet that all this is illusory, bet that all this is a dream, bet that none of this exists, because he can't afford to gamble, relatives, friends, brothers and sisters, and these tens of millions of earth humans who have been pulled into the miner system by themselves, once the gamble is lost, all of this will really be wiped out, turning into a dream bubble.