Huangquan is a long way to go, and now I really know.

I myself have long forgotten the time, I was cultivating and fighting along the way, and by the time I walked out of the Huangquan Road, the armor on my body had completely lost its protective effect, and when I looked down, the only role could only be to cover up my shame. Fortunately, when I walked out of the Huangquan Road, the exercises to cleanse the soul have also improved a lot again, and I am already a complete person in front of me, and the pure soul has been cultivated into a human form, and the broken mountain has also reached the entry level, and the exercises of the broken mountain are relatively not so perverted, at least not now, and the exercises are also very simple, just simply control the power, so that you can better exert your strength. Although it was simple, but when I shot a powerful ghost in the head with one punch, I looked at my fist in shock, and I was stunned for a long time and only held back two words.

Huangquan Road came out, the yellow sand in front of him disappeared instantly, neatly as if cut off by a giant blade, behind him was thousands of miles of yellow sand, but in front of him was a strange rock, the stone mountain could not be seen at a glance, and could only vaguely see that there was an unusually huge mountain peak in the distance, there seemed to be words on it, the color of vermilion, because the distance was very far, but it was not clear.

"Lookout?" I stood on the edge of the rocky mountain, touching my chin, bare, without a beard. I'm a doctor, so I'll always pay more attention to life and death, so even if these legends of gods and ghosts are useless, I should be happy to see them and understand a little bit.

Wangxiangtai is a place to say goodbye, there is no other way to go, one or two worlds, I remember some in a trance.

When I was thinking about the story about Wangxiangtai, there was a sudden crackling sound overhead, and when I looked up, it was a team of Yin soldiers waving whips coming, strangling the war horses under the seat at the edge of these strange rocks in Wangxiangtai, and stopped, and behind the Yin soldiers was a long line of ghosts, which was normal.

But why are they above me? Why are they all flying? Even the stupid ghosts, I can clearly see them moving, but step by step in the air.

Limbo Microstep...... It's a little too funny, isn't it? And it seems that they can't see me standing blatantly at their feet.

Then the ghost that was originally demented suddenly wanted to regain consciousness, looked around in a daze, and then turned back, but it seemed to be blocked by a wall, and countless people frantically hammered the invisible barrier, but soon the crazy hammering turned into a heart-rending cry, and then turned into a thick helplessness that could not be dissolved, leaving a sigh full of unwillingness and pain, turned around and walked out, and disappeared after a few steps.

Looking at the disappearing figures of these people, I finally determined that what I was in front of was definitely Wangxiang Terrace, but could this be regarded as a platform? This should be called Wangxiang Mountain Range, right?

And why did they just fly over? And I walked straight in.

Ignorance is terrible, people have the fear of ignorant things, and at the same time there is also the psychology of exploring ignorant things, so I tried a few times, and after finding that it was impossible to fly, I stepped directly into the scope of Wangxiangtai, which also opened my way to survival.

The lookout was peaceful, at least until I came in, and there was nothing before my eyes except the jagged rocks.

But as I stepped forward, I realized that mountains are also deceiving.

Let me out! I took a few steps back, and there was a wall on my back, invisible.

Damn! I gestured a middle finger behind me, and I chose to face everything in front of me, but I couldn't help it, because there was really no way behind me.

At this time, Wangxiangtai and what I saw before are definitely two different faces. There were all kinds of noisy roars that could be heard clearly in the ears, the wind that blew people almost unsteadily, and the occasional stones and dead branches carried by the wind.

It was more than a foot long, and the dead branches were only the thickness of my arms, which was enough to stumble on me. For I was getting up from the ground, and at my feet was a dead branch like that. And the Wangxiang Terrace at this time is not at all the weather I have seen before, after all, it was at least bright before, no matter what, but now the air is rolling, the thunder is bursting, and some mountains can even see crackling lightning.

This is a minefield. I gritted my teeth and kicked the rocks around me hard, wrapped the few pieces of armor that were left on my body, and advanced against a mountain wall in the wind.

After traveling about a few hundred meters, my last civilization was also gone with a gust of wind, and I looked at my now slick self and wanted to cry and laugh even more. Because now that I am moving forward more smoothly than just now, I can't help but think of some questions in my head: did civilization hinder my progress, or did it give me the courage to move forward?

Roar!

The roar instantly swept my civilization clean, just like I am now.

Looking up at the location of the sound, he saw something resembling an orangutan crouching on a boulder looking at him, his scarlet eyes and huge nostrils with a thick black gas, but strangely the hair on his body was neat, and it didn't seem to be affected by the wind at all.

The next moment, the orangutan that had been crouching had already stood up.

Three meters, definitely three meters, I feel like I may not be at the waist of it.

"Lonely ghosts?" I could understand the sound coming out of the orangutan's mouth.

"Yes. "Can you change the line? I'm helpless, so in the eyes of the orangutan, I seem to be arrogant.

Sure enough, the next moment.

"Even if you are a lonely soul, you dare to trespass on Wangxiangtai and look for death!" With a loud roar, the orangutan had already jumped up, his feet slightly bent, and kicked down my head.

Dodging, I looked coldly at the orangutan in front of me, and the cracked rocks under its feet.

The palm that was originally supporting the stone secretly exerted force, and the stone did not move at all, and when it exerted force again, it seemed to have a little sign of breaking.

Ninety percent of the strength, I used almost ninety percent of the strength, and the stones around me were just about to show some signs of shattering. My eyes swept over the orangutan's feet, and I secretly measured the contrast in my strength.

Maybe, but only try.

The orangutan pounced again, and when a slap the size of a pot lid slashed down and covered my face, my absolutely disproportionate fist also met it.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and my body retreated violently with the wind, until it came to a halt with a thud against the stone wall behind me.

It's okay, it hurts, but compared to cleansing the soul, a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, pediatrics.

Standing up straight, I moved my shoulders slightly, leaned forward slightly, and hooked my fingers at the orangutan in the distance.