Ling Zheng also had this feeling, but he was not afraid, heaven and earth gave birth to all things, and they should be respected, but this was not a reason to be afraid. Ling Zheng whispered in his heart, his eyes opened, a fine light flashed, as if he understood something, he raised his feet and stepped forward again.

With a firm heart, Ling Zheng landed on the ground with one foot, without the slightest sound of wind, and everything around him seemed to have been solidified. Ling Zheng's footsteps seemed to be held in the air by something, and he couldn't land for a long time, and there was nothing under his feet, he just couldn't step on it.

Why are you stopping me, Ling Zheng snorted coldly, as if something was broken, Ling Zheng stepped on the ground again with one foot, and stood there steadily. His waist and chest were straight, and an inexplicable aura emanated from his body, making people feel unusually tall. Ling Zheng turned his head, but found that he could already see the golden avenues from other places around the main hall, and countless people were walking on the avenues. Step by step seemed to be extremely difficult, some people were sweating like rain, some were spurting blood, and some even fell to the ground and couldn't move.

But none of this was Ling Zheng's concern, Ling Zheng saw a woman on a golden avenue not far from him, walking in the front, only nearly a hundred meters away from the main hall. And Ling Zheng looked at the distance between himself and the main hall, there was still more than two hundred meters away, and even Zhang Jian, who had walked the farthest on his own road, was still more than one hundred and twenty meters away from the main hall. Although this woman doesn't seem to be in a very good state at this time, being able to walk in front of everyone and be about ten meters ahead of everyone proves her horror.

Ling Zheng groaned in his heart, this woman is not simple, and he is more and more jealous in his heart, because this woman is Yang Ziyue, who was naked twice by him. Ling Zheng didn't find out about moving to South Korea, but Ling Zheng wasn't worried, with her identity, presumably others wouldn't let her get into danger easily.

Ling Zheng retracted his gaze, no longer observing the other people on the Golden Avenue, and concentrating on the path under his feet. Lowering his head and taking a deep breath, Ling Zheng raised his foot again and took a step forward, but just as he raised his foot, he found that he was no longer on the Golden Avenue, there was a cliff in front of him, and his foot had already stepped on it. Ling Zheng's face changed slightly, he felt the wind around him, felt the clouds and mist in the abyss in front of him, and none of the aura that came to his face was fake.

Ling Zheng's expression remained unchanged, he was still afraid of this after having walked over the cliff twice, he naturally understood that this was just the environment, and he didn't want to step out and fall to the ground steadily. The wind blowing all around disappeared, the pitch-black abyss disappeared, and the cliff on which he stood was nowhere to be seen, only the golden avenue crossed in front of him, waiting for him to conquer.

Ling Zheng suddenly understood why Yang Ziyue was able to lead everyone at this time, remembering her previous method of dealing with herself, wasn't it the environment. Shaking his head and no longer thinking about him, this time Ling Zheng didn't stop long, raised his feet and walked forward, just a few steps away, countless beauties from the city appeared in front of him, surrounded him one by one, poured him tea, beat his back, and massaged. Ling Zheng sneered, and took a step forward without hesitation, now that he knew that this was the environment, he stepped out without thinking about it.

Sure enough, when he landed in one step, all the beauties around him disappeared, only the figure in front of him and the golden avenue under his feet. Ling Zheng didn't stop, he stepped forward again, and after several white steps, familiar people appeared, countless treasures, countless rights were placed in front of him, wanting to keep him, but it couldn't affect his determination in the slightest.

"Zheng'er, don't go, stay with your mother. A warm voice came, Ling Zheng looked back, and saw that his mother was standing behind him at this time, looking at him gently.

"Mother. The corners of Ling Zheng's eyes moistened in an instant, looking at the blurred figure behind him, no matter what was in front of him, his body turned around without hesitation.

With a muffled snort, a mouthful of blood spit out, Ling Zheng's footsteps retracted, and he fell to the ground with a pale face. He looked at the figures in front of him, looked at the golden avenue under his feet, his eyes were demented, and he still muttered to himself: "Mother, Zheng'er misses you very much, I really miss you." ”

"Brother, what's wrong with you. A childish voice remembered in his ears, and suddenly it was a little obedient voice.

Ling Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at the little girl's jewel-like eyes, felt the concern in those eyes, reached out and stroked it, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he knew that everything before was an illusion, but so what, if he could really hug his mother, let alone spit out a mouthful of blood, he would not regret it even if he lost ten catties of meat.

Ling Zheng slowly stood up, looked at the golden avenue in front of him, and looked at the figure in front of him, he still had to move forward, didn't he?

Ling Zheng raised his foot and stepped on it in one step, this time and space changed again, Ling Zheng's eyes were closed, covering his ears, no matter what he saw or heard, he would not turn back, he would step on it firmly.

"Wrong, give me my feet back. This is a martial arts training ground, a cold voice sounded, Ling Zheng's body paused again, this voice was too familiar to him, so familiar that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Father. Ling Zheng turned his head without thinking, looked at the figure, and shouted with a slight cry.

"Take your foot back to me, I say you're on the wrong foot. The figure was slightly stunned, as if he was a little confused by his shout, but he still insisted on his words.

Ling Zheng didn't take his foot back, he knew that it was just an illusion, as long as he took back his footsteps, the figure in front of him would disappear immediately. He looked at the man in front of him, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Father, Zheng'er misses you and your mother so much, but don't worry, it won't be long before I can come back, and I will be able to see you." ”

After Ling Zheng finished speaking, he looked at the figure in front of him, and when the figure said that sentence again, Ling Zheng took back his steps without hesitation. He knew that this was an illusion, but so what, this figure was his father, and there would never be a fake, and the words in his father's mouth were holy orders.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Zheng's mouth again, his face became more and more pale, he didn't stop this time, rested for a while, and slowly stood up, his eyes suddenly burst with unprecedented firmness. He's going to walk this golden avenue, he's going home, and nothing can stop him, not even God.

Stepping forward again, a quaint avenue appeared in front of Ling Zheng, and the slightest rhyme on this avenue was pervasive, exuding a terrifying aura.