On the contrary, the place where Yang Xiong went was indeed very peaceful, the same endless ocean, standing in the void, but it was indeed day, not endless night, although it was weird, but Yang Xiong did not make a fuss. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dimensional plane here is no longer the same plane as the earth, but only a parallel plane with a location. But it is also the closest parallel plane to Earth. It is also known as the first place where the soul arrives after death.

People call it a Pure Land, and perhaps rightly so, this place can indeed be called a Pure Land compared to the human world. The surrounding water and clouds are intertwined, and it seems that heaven and earth are not so far away, like a fairyland. But it's a pity that this Pure Land doesn't provide the aura that humans or other cultivators need to practice. There is no table.

Of course, this land can't be blamed, because this land is used to connect and separate the two planes, not for humans or other creatures to live, and it is much better than Senluo Hell or the Unknown Badland.

Of course, Yang Xiong, who could be called a beautiful view, did not intend to stay and enjoy it, because his main purpose in coming to this place was to find the remaining crape myrtle fragments. The induction of crape myrtle fragments in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

The matter was unprecedentedly strong, Yang Xiong's heart moved, this time the energy fluctuation was more than twice as much as before, could it be that some fragments were united together? That's for the best. The province is looking for it one by one.

And just when Yang Xiong was looking aimlessly, the spectacular sight in front of him made him open his mouth wide, and it seemed that a white crystal-like staircase appeared in front of his eyes. Yang Xiong was speechless for a while.

I remember that some believers have been following the true God they believe in all their lives, and they all yearn for the day when the Lord of Heaven will fall down the ladder with tears in his eyes and guide them to see their true bodies. Isn't that what it is? Although there are no ornaments, the innate holiness and solemnity seep through.

It made Yang Xiong have such a feeling that if he finished this ladder, he would become an immortal. Suddenly, someone seemed to be whispering in Yang Xiong's heart, the kind of voice that shook his soul, as if guiding him to return.

Looking at the clean and flawless staircase, Yang Xiong stepped up, as if it was a tactile light, and there were countless ripples under each of his footprints, just like Yang Xiong walking on water. With every step, Yang Xiong felt that his heart was a little clearer.

My previous anger, sadness, helplessness, and all the negative emotions seem to have dissipated here. Although I don't know who this voice is, Yang Xiong is indescribably familiar, he is like a fallen leaf, as if he is about to recognize his ancestors and return to his roots.

Inexplicable music sounded, I don't know where it came from, but it was very good, indescribably gentle and indescribably heroic. It had been half an hour, and there seemed to be no end to this staircase, but Yang Xiong was not anxious.

The heart was surprisingly silent, and finally until there was only a white expanse left behind him. A large round platform finally appeared not far away, and Yang Xiong was overjoyed and quickened his pace. I saw that this round platform was so big. It's about 10 times more than the bird's nest.

And such an empty place, there is nothing. There was only an abrupt figure, motionless, as if it had survived forever, and the golden armor was shiny, but the cloak behind him was in tatters.

The giant sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and the cracked wrinkles spread directly to his feet, Yang Xiong's heart tightened, this look was a divine soldier, and the residual coercion could actually make him feel desperate.

Yang Xiong couldn't help but become interested in the identity of this person, lifeless, this person must have lost his vitality, but he was able to preserve the body so well? Although I was far away, I still couldn't see what this person looked like. But undoubtedly a handsome man.

When exactly did this person die? What kind of cultivation is it? True immortals? Or the ancient Da Luo Jin Xian? Yang Xiong was very curious, although he was facing a lifeless corpse. But this is the first time Yang Xiong has touched such a fantasy world up close.

It is also out of awe of strength, this person must be an existence that he cannot look up to before his death, with curiosity, Yang Xiong walked in front of this person, took a closer look, and was startled. Isn't this me?

It turns out that this handsome face is exactly the same as himself, but there is more stubble, more mature, which... Yang Xiong's mind was instantly shocked by countless pictures. He became this golden-armored man, wielding a giant sword to slay the demons that scattered the terrifying aura.

The shrine behind him has collapsed, and the other gods have already fallen, and only they are fighting hard here. Although he is desperate, he sees death as home. Knowing that he was killing a pile of people, he stood on top of the pile of people, and he couldn't lift the giant sword when his true qi was exhausted. Blood stained the world red, and it also stained Yang Xiong's heart.

This kind of scene seems to have really been experienced personally, and in the future, Yang Xiong has returned to reality, this person seems to have a great relationship with himself, and it seems to be himself. It's so real.

Yang Xiong had a flash of inspiration in his mind! Don't. Could it be that this person is Zhong Kui? Didn't you say that Zhong Kui was ugly? How can he be such a beautiful man? Could it be another reincarnation of yourself? Naturally, that's impossible, and the other reincarnations are ordinary. There are only two protrusions, the present and the present.

Then this person is Zhong Kui, that's right. But why is Zhong Kui here. Could it be that the place where Zhong Kui died in battle is in this place? If yes, then where exactly is this place? Behind him was a huge, closed white door. The door plaque is a string of words that are difficult to understand.

Is this the gate of heaven that people talk about? I don't know, just when my thoughts were flying, my spirit was in a trance again, and a strange and familiar voice sounded, "The spiritual fire of the marriage is the fate, but the palace is a vegetarian meal." Slander must be difficult to distinguish in the end, and the battle to die in the gate of heaven is the border! "It's a domineering poem, but Yang Xiong can also feel the helplessness clearly.

And just after this poem was read, the huge giant sword flew directly towards him, and he panicked and almost fell. And the moment Yang Xiong touched this giant sword, he was so happy in his heart.

There was nowhere to find the iron filings, and this giant sword was formed by the fragments of crape myrtle, and it was a full four, and he only felt a warm current surging through his body, and the overwhelming power erupted. "Roar!!" An earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the universe.

What followed was the drowsy weather when the mountain rain was about to come. Yang Xiong smiled, it seems that this giant sword directly allowed him to break through the heavenly barrier that only man and Tao saw, and crossed the catastrophe! Though I did not prepare, I came just in time. If in the world, it will definitely cause its own uncontrollable results.

Holding the giant sword that he had just come into contact with but was so familiar with, he stood up straight. That's it! I'm a puppet, and if everything I did before was because of someone or luck, then I admit it. However, robbing lives and destroying people to death.

This is the real test, whether you are really a potential stock, this is the time to really embody. Looking at the gloomy clouds of his family, Yang Xiong sneered, come on! Timely is death, I also admit it! To be continued.