Chapter 1685: Tribulation
Whether the Bixiao Realm collapsed or not didn't mean anything to Yang Ling, even if everyone in Bixiao Palace died, Yang Ling didn't have any mercy now.
When he strayed into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he killed Mu Yun in order to leave the Qinlong Star, and then fled all the way, there were hundreds of interfaces where he passed, and there were more than ten planets where he landed.
In order to track down his origin and whereabouts, the Nine Heavens Dao Palace actually killed tens of billions of ordinary mortals, and even the sect organizations that were affected were probably not a few.
"Since the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands have become my private land, then the organization of the Nine Heavens Dao Palace can also disappear!"
Yang Ling's divine sense swept through the universe, the gold and silver lights around his body continued to flicker, and when he stepped out of the void, there was already another huge planet in front of him.
Heavenly Demon Continent Yuan Demon Realm, True Martial Star.
This is where he and Xi Qingyue stayed for a short time, and then left here on the cargo spirit boat of the Seven Star Firm.
At the beginning, the Lingzhou rose and fell as prosperous as the Zhenwu Star, but now it is barren without a single grass, and the surface of the planet seems to have been burned by fire, and the ruins and broken walls are all over the scorched earth.
Cities turned into ruins, the wreckage of the spirit boats fell horizontally in the barren mountains and mountains, the bustling flow of people in the past all turned into a piece of dry bones in the scorched earth, under the wind and rain, it has long been scorched black and rotten, and the black mist roared on the surface of the planet, sending out a terrible roar, which is the soul of the dead monks on the planet, entangled like a ghost.
"The Nine Heavens Dao Palace is immortal, how can these hundreds of millions of souls rest in peace!" Yang Lingnian looked at everything in front of him.
"Senior, this ...... This is what the shrine did, and we ...... We in Bixiao Palace didn't know in advance!" "The only remaining Void Realm Elder in Bixiao Palace turned pale, and his body trembled constantly.
"Hehe!" Yang Ling sneered a few times, "Do you think everyone in your Bixiao Palace is wronged to die? I just temporarily settled in the Qinlong Star, and you slaughtered everyone on the entire Qinlong Star, what is the difference between this ending and the current ending?" You are high up and can kill hundreds of millions of people unreasonably, then you must be prepared to be killed, those who kill people, people will always kill them, it's not that they don't report it, the time has not come, rest assured, I won't kill you, you planted a soul Gu for my Taoist companion, so you must undergo a thousand-fold punishment, so that you can also taste the taste of life is worse than death......"
The elder of Bixiao Palace's face was blue and black, and his eyes were full of dead ashes, now his soul was suppressed by Yang Ling's rules, and his realm was completely lost, he could only watch his Yuan Shen being gnawed away by Gu worms little by little, that feeling was worse than death, but he couldn't even resist at all.
And Yang Ling, who hadn't finished speaking, suddenly felt a throbbing and trembling for no reason, and the statue of the Yuan God who had been sitting on the Xuanjing chair in the sea of gods suddenly stood up.
"What's going on?" Yang Ling instantly felt that a flesh-and-blood aura was rapidly fading, and the terrifying divine sense was released, quickly penetrating countless interfaces.
Heavenly Demon Continent Shenxiao Realm, this is where the headquarters of the Immortal Gate of the Shenxiao Palace is located.
It is still in the middle of a vast nebula, a huge planet with abundant spiritual energy is quietly suspended in space, the scenery above the planet is still beautiful, and the palace stretches for millions of miles hidden in the rolling clouds.
In one of the steep and precipitous mountainsides, a young boy of no more than ten years old, with unkempt hair and a ragged body, was climbing among the rugged cliffs with a basket on his back and a hoe in his hand.
Behind the little boy, dozens of meters below the cliff, there were more than a dozen young monks, all of whom looked like they were in their teens, but the realm was not low, and the weakest aura exuded was the True Yuan Realm.
"Little wild seed, climb quickly, hurry up and dig down that Tianxing bamboo for me. A teenager screamed and flicked his fingers, and a pebble struck the little boy's leg with a snap.
The severe pain made the little boy tremble, and his hand did not grasp it and slid directly down the cliff, puff and puff, and fell seven or eight meters before being hung by a half-cut dead branch The chain on his hand stopped, and the place where he slipped was stained with blood all the way, his clothes were even more broken, and his bare hands and feet wore out several large pieces of flesh and blood, and the hoe in his hand also fell, and he fell into the abyss after bouncing a few times on the stone wall of the cliff.
"Xiao Ye Seed, you dare to throw away such a valuable medicine hoe, it seems that if you don't punish you for not eating for three days, you won't know how powerful, and if you still can't dig up that Tianxing Bamboo, you will be thrown into the hole of the Red Star Ant for a day. Another boy shouted at the bottom of the cliff.
The little boy trembled, looked up at the Tianxing Bamboo that was still a hundred meters high, his immature cheeks twitched a few times in pain, and two lines of tears overflowed imperceptibly in his eyes, but after an instant, he wiped away his tears with his broken sleeves, stretched out his hand and grabbed the root of the tree and began to climb up.
"Hiss~" The moment his hand touched the root of the tree, the little boy couldn't help but snort in pain, only to see that where he held it, a drop of blood dripped down the root, and the stars were sprinkled on the mountain wall, his palm had been rubbed off a layer of skin and flesh blurred, and the blood was gushing out like a spring, but he didn't dare to stop, gritted his teeth and continued to climb up.
One meter ...... Two meters ...... Five-meter ......
Half an hour later, the little boy slowly climbed up to nearly eighty meters with the emaciated body of the basket on his back.
"Haha, Xiao Ye Seed, climb so slowly, Dao Ye will give you a little more motivation!" Among the young monks watching under the cliff, another guy took out a slingshot, pulled it away with both hands, accompanied by a faint light lit up, and with a snap, a ball of red light shot towards the little boy, and at the moment of the body, the red light was distorted, and directly turned into a half-foot-long purple-red centipede, which pounced on the little boy's buttocks, opened his chelica and bit it hard.
The little boy hurriedly reached out to catch the centipede, but the centipede turned away very nimbly and crawled down the back basket to its head.
The little boy was in a hurry and had to throw the back basket on his back, but the back basket fell less than three meters, but a centipede jumped out and landed on the cliff, and quickly swam up to the little boy again with dense hook claws.
Turning his head to look at the centipede that had chased to his feet again, the little boy's face was pale, and he stretched out a foot to try to step on the centipede, but he didn't step on it several times, his feet suddenly slipped, and a clump of dead grass in his hand collapsed, and he fell down again with a frightened scream.
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