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Among the ruins, an inch away.

Jiang Fengyang stood on the ground and looked up at the ruins suspended in the air.

Studied but cannot comprehend.

There is a terrifying inheritance of the Divine Punishment Technique in the Dou Shuai Palace, and there is no treasure left in the place where the ancient power has fallen.

This place is so wicked.

Jiang Fengyang searched for it, and he didn't intend to let go of a trace of clues.

But.

Not really.

Except that ruins are ruins, as if everything has been shattered and destroyed, so that people do not see the slightest hope.

They forgot to ask the paper kite what they had acquired from the ruins.

If the treasures of this world are taken away by them, they can only ask for more blessings.

At this time, the seemingly barren space seems to have lost all its value, and is abandoned in the barren and disliked.

What about people?

If it is really such a terrifying and desolate world, could it be that the White Demon Moon and the White Wolf are lost in the void?

Jiang Fengyang waved his hand, trying in vain to tear the void.

But.

Not.

This space is stable and terrifying, even if he can't tear it with his cultivation, then the White Demon Moon and the White Wolf should not be able to tear the void and leave.

Then there is only one possibility.

Are they really lost in this endless and desolate world?

It shouldn't be.

Three years.

Jiang Fengyang couldn't imagine being lost in such a world for three years, it was simply torture.

If it's a mortal.

I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death.

For the sake of insurance, Jiang Fengyang continued to walk in this world.

I saw the bottomless abyss, and on both sides of the abyss were the kind of glaze-like enamel, and the temperature was terrifyingly high.

Jiang Fengyang descended tens of millions of meters, he couldn't see the bottom, the temperature was also extremely terrifying, and there were only flames dancing in Jiang Fengyang's hands around the pitch black.

Under the illumination of that flame, Jiang Fengyang felt that his eyes were about to be blinded.

The two sides of this abyss are wrapped in enamel, like countless glasses, and when there is a light source, it is endlessly refracted and reflected, and it looks like a kaleidoscopic world, dazzling.

Not in the abyss.

Not in the air in the ruins.

Jiang Fengyang's search continued to walk hundreds of thousands of miles, and with his cultivation, I am afraid that the entire earth has gone around in a circle, but this world is different except for its appearance.

That's the end in sight.

Sluggish.

It's torture, like a traveler lost in the desert with yellow sand in his eyes, and only one person between heaven and earth.

That kind of loneliness, that kind of psychological pressure is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Walked for a few more days.

Jiang Fengyang felt that it would be in vain to go any further.

So he had a very extreme idea.

Destroy.

Right.

It is to destroy this world.

Since he can't find what he wants, then destroy this world, and see if there are any clues that can be used when the time comes.

Waving to condense.

Killing the Way of Life.

The long sword shimmers, and a sword slashes.

The power of this void is not comparable to ordinary divine power, and that sword falls.

A 10,000-meter peak in front of him was directly cut off by a sword, and the smooth mirror surface shattered, drifting away as if it were stationary.

Among the peaks is the soil.

It's just that the enamel on the surface of the soil has reached a terrifying meter!

to this extent.

Even the most tenacious seeds of vitality are probably helpless and powerless, no wonder this world has no vitality.

However, it is precisely like this that makes the last trace of hesitation in Jiang Fengyang's heart thrown away.

Watch as the sword light swept through, destroying everything.

Jiang Fengyang carefully watched the changes in this world, according to his will, this sword was enough to split a small world.

For example, the Little Six Realms couldn't withstand Jiang Fengyang's full effort.

But.

It's not all.

When the earth was cut by the sword qi, the sword qi was actually being canceled out.

The power of nothingness slashed through the earth only three inches.

The glass enamel on the ground was extremely thick, Jiang Fengyang frowned.

One more sword.

It was glassy, but fortunately there was no sunlight in the gray sky, otherwise it would have been so dazzling.

Seventeen swords.

After the seventeen swords, Jiang Fengyang fell into deep thought.

Beneath the shattered earth, it was as if all of it was a vitreous body of mineral changes, except that the temperature was even higher, and this world actually withstood the full force of a Tibetan monk.

If Jiang Fengyang was just thinking of a game at the beginning, then he was extremely cautious at this time.

Since you can't smash this world, you can only play the game seriously according to the rules of this world.

In other words, if he can't find the rules of this world, he will also fall into this boundless and lifeless world like the White Wolf and the White Demon Moon.

Damn it.

Jiang Fengyang stomped his feet hard.

The whole earth shook.

There was no crack, Jiang Fengyang looked at the extremely solid earth and fell into confusion.

What kind of rules can this Nima build such a terrifying world?

How did the paper kite and others leave?

Could it be that it was because the paper kite obtained the Vermilion Bird Divine Throne that this world fell into complete silence?

So, is there really no solution?

Sitting quietly cross-legged, not afraid of the high temperature to bake the eggs.

Time passes.

Jiang Fengyang was observing the split earth.

The earth is healing.

Right!

This ** whole world is slowly healing as if it has its own life.

Finally knew why there were no traces left in this world, so he repaired all his injuries by himself, even if the sky was falling apart in battle, he repaired it on his own.

I'm looking for a hammer.

In the crack that he had split, it was like magma, and the colorful enamel spread up the earth like a stream.

The shattered world healed as before, Jiang Fengyang raised his head and looked at the shattered peak.

Really.

The peaks are growing, but instead of the soil, they are solid mountains.

It's weird.

Jiang Fengyang took out his sword.

Woohoo.

The sword was full of light, and the power of nothingness was stirring.

The earth was soon cut down again.

Several of the surrounding peaks were solid, and Jiang Fengyang knew them in his heart, which showed that there must have been an extremely terrifying battle in this vicinity.

This time, Jiang Fengyang looked more carefully.

The time for earth restoration is fixed.

Three days and six hours.

No matter how severe the injury, it will be back to normal at the age of three days and six hours.

Jiang Fengyang has a bold posture, this world seems to be an existence with independent life, but Jiang Fengyang has not yet entered his core, and has not yet opened the opponent's defense.

The White Wolf and the White Demon Moon are most likely trapped underground.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyang pondered for a moment and came up with a brilliant idea again.

At that moment, he slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground.

Since you are alive, it is impossible not to be able to defeat you.

Unless you're a new type of material with the ability to remember.

Hot.

The temperature seems to be higher.

However, Jiang Fengyang didn't mind, he wrapped his palm with the power of nothingness and slowly pressed it.

A black handprint.

Right!

The power of death.

Death Rules.

Jiang Fengyang started by this death rule, and at this time, a black handprint was burned on the earth, incompatible with the colorful glass floor.

Not only that, but the palm was spreading, and soon a large area of land was blackened.

What a pity.

Jiang Fengyang looked at the earth destroyed by him and shook his head.

Then kick it down.

Click.

The black earth was full of powder.

Jiang Fengyang stopped, he wanted to see if the earth eroded by the power of death could still be restored to its original state again!

Someone said.

Tragedy is the destruction of what is perfect for others to see.

Now this tragedy, only Jiang Fengyang is the only one who appreciates it, it's a pity!

I want to talk about "There is a Dragon Hidden in the Body" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~