"Yes, the master of my generation once understood that if he wanted to leave, he could only go back if he entered the Holy Tower, found the Desolate Immortal, and embarked on the path to the Immortals!"

"Tongxian Road, where is it?" Meng Lang asked.

"Tongxian Road, what happened, I don't know, I was after the death of that master, my body disintegrated and left the wilderness, and returned to the state of nothingness again, and when I woke up, my memory was as vague as many of my memories!"

Meng Lang groaned slightly, took out the Tianzi Shuttle, and flew towards the west with one foot.

On the way, they passed through many regions, and some powerful creatures tried to provoke, but they were all killed by Meng Lang one by one.

Some of the more powerful beings were also avoided by him in advance.

Even so, it took more than ten days and nights to reach the edge of the desolate city.

Meng Lang didn't look at it, so he flew to the inner city on the Tianzi Shuttle.

In the third-layer area of the outer city, some powerful spirit kings flew out, looking at the fast-moving Tianzi Shuo from a distance, a little speechless, daring to fly so arrogantly, either arrogant or absolutely capital.

Many strong people didn't dare to make a mistake, but there were still one or two strong people who didn't open their eyes, and they unfolded their spiritual thoughts, and they attacked like a tide, like a knife and a sword, and they were extremely fierce.

Meng Lang's expression was slightly cold, his spiritual thoughts fluctuated, and a huge spiritual thought spear flew out, and with a few spins, it destroyed the spiritual thoughts of the person who attacked.

I only heard a muffled snort, and a figure fell from the void, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

Meng Lang killed this person, but he just erected his prestige, so as not to be harassed by more people and kill the chickens and monkeys.

Sure enough, no one came forward to provoke, and a few hours later, Tianzi Suo flew away from the third layer of the outer city.

After crossing the infinite territory, he came to the border of the city of chaos, and saw the tall walls in the distance.

The Son of Heaven stopped suddenly.

"The inner city, anyone has to enter through the city gate, I don't have a pass permit for the inner city, I will definitely be interrogated," Meng Lang's eyes flickered, "Since this is the case, I have to break into the inner city anyway, then, if I don't do anything, the city gate will break in directly!"

Boom! Tianzi Shuo reached a rapid speed.

Shooting towards the city gate like lightning, those guard soldiers whose strength was in the Spirit Sect Realm had no time to react, and the Heavenly Son Shuo passed through the city wall and entered the inner city.

"Someone openly crossed the city gates, arrest him!"

"Catch him, reward 100,000 desolate stones, and a few beauties!"

"Quick, quick, hurry up and tell the truth, and say that someone has ignored the law and openly crossed the city gates,......

"Tell the general immediately, tell the general!"

The soldiers were in a panic, and if they could not catch anyone who had crossed the walls, they would all be severely punished and killed.

With their comfortable life, living for a few hundred more years is a small meaning, and they are absolutely unwilling to die at this time.

For a time, the army in the inner city was mobilized and deployed in major streets and key areas to arrest trespassers.

"Meng Lang, in the center of the inner city, it is very vast, there is a tower higher than the mountain peak, that is the holy tower, let's rush there!"

"En!" The first time Meng Lang entered the inner city, he had noticed the holy pagoda like a mountain.

Around the pagoda, thousands of miles, are almost primitive, without any traces of artificial construction.

Tianzi Suo flew extremely fast, coupled with Meng Lang's continuous infusion of spiritual power, Tianzi Shuo flew faster, and almost when the whole city's army was mobilized, Tianzi Shuo had already reached the edge of the forbidden area where the Holy Tower was located.

"Die!"

A huge blade, like a heavenly sword, tore through the void and slashed across the air.

"Spirit Emperor Realm!"

At this time, the strange power in Meng Lang's body was gone, but after all, he was still the Spirit King, and with a lift of his wrist, a huge cyan palm slapped out.

The void trembled, the cracks in the Dao Dao were revealed, and where the huge palm of the dragon palm passed, there were spatial cracks of dozens of zhang in size, and spatial turbulence flashed in it.

Rumble!

The two powerhouses met and collided fiercely.

The rocks pierce through the air, and the waves are stormy.

A general dressed in bright armor appeared, and retreated dozens of steps in the air before gaining a foothold.

Meng Lang's body shook, and after shaking dozens of times, his stable figure turned into a divine lightning and shot towards the Holy Tower.

"Little thief, too cunning!" the general scolded, and chased after him.

In the outer circle of the Holy Tower, dozens of generals appeared, all of whom stepped into the air and chased after them.

A huge tower gate, forged from the finest stainless steel, rests firmly at the entrance to the holy tower.

"Open!"

Meng Lang's palm flipped over, and a palm slapped out, and the rolling palm waves hit the tower gate like a sea tide.

In the disdainful gaze of those dozens of generals, the heavy tower door unexpectedly opened slowly.

"Impossible, even the Spirit Emperor, the four city lords come in person, and without the permission of the Holy Lord, they can't open this door!"

"Could it be that the Holy Lord wants this person to go in, if so, I don't dare to cross the line. ”

"Stop here, guard the main roads of the Holy Tower, and don't let anyone in!"

These people were immediately dumbfounded, the tower gate that was usually like a moat, but it was opened by Meng Lang with a gentle push, so that they didn't know why they didn't dare to act.

In their eyes, the door of the tower, which the four most powerful city lords could not open, was actually opened by this person, which seemed to them to be a miracle, perhaps the Holy Lord did it intentionally.

However, they didn't know that the four city lords, one of them disappeared in the Eastern Wasteland, and three died at the hands of Meng Lang.

Behind the tower gate, there is a huge Yongdao, Yongdao is like a world, which is dotted with countless wild crystals, all of which are the size of fists, some are bigger than fists, and the wild crystals here are slightly inferior to the wild crystals in the wild crystal enchantment, but there are also a lot.

With so many Barbarian Crystals, the Holy Lord also constantly asked the subjects of the Desolate Lands to go to the Eastern Desolate Region to collect the Barbarian Crystals.

There must be something strange about this.

Meng Lang let the qi waves in the corridor push forward, and he did not resist.

I don't know how long it has been.

An altar appeared in the middle of the barren land, the altar was ancient and sacred, made of huge stones, probably because of the passage of time, some of the stones have weathered, and with a little external force, they will decompose a lot.

Click!

Meng Lang stepped onto the steps of the ancient altar, and the ancient steps made a clattering sound of decay.

At this moment, the black shadow flashed, and the black-haired and black-robed demon body appeared behind the spirit body, and the appearance of the demon body, the spirit body did not care, he knew that it was this huge ancient altar that attracted him.

The spirit body and the demon body walked side by side, walking slowly. It's like climbing high and looking far away, walking comfortably.

A vast and far-reaching, ancient aura greeted him, and among them, there were also some shadows of other breath energy.

The demon body slightly moved its strength to resist the vast breath, and the spirit body was like returning to the mother's body, and the whole body was very comfortable.

In the center of the ancient altar, a withered dragon-shaped sculpture sits there, lifeless.

"Meng Lang, it's so strange that he didn't get hindered, he came directly to the center of the Holy Tower, you see, the road to go home is at the mouth of the dragon-shaped sculpture, as long as you pass through, it is the way home!"

Not to mention the holy hearing, the spirit body Meng Lang was also puzzled, it stands to reason that such a mysterious and solemn place should be heavily guarded, and there are at least countless prohibitions.

On the contrary, there is no obstacle and you go straight to the center of the ancient altar.

On the contrary, the demon body was silent, constantly deducing the structure of the ancient altar and writing it down one by one.

Seeing the demon body's actions, the spirit body Meng Lang didn't ask much, but sat down silently cross-legged and waited quietly.

The black-haired and black-robed demon body stood in place, a pair of black eyes constantly observing the ancient altar, the depths of his eyes kept changing, and gradually, the prototype of an ancient altar formed in the depths of his eyes, constantly evolving.

Time passed slowly, about three days or so.

Spirit body Meng Lang glanced at the black-haired and black-robed demon body, and shouted, "Let's go!"

The body was like lightning, and the ghostly footwork unfolded, leaving a series of phantoms that shot towards the mouth of the dragon-shaped sculpture.

The black-haired and black-robed demon body also unfolded ghostly footwork, following it like a shadow.

At the moment when passing through the mouth of the dragon-shaped sculpture, the spirit body and the demon body shook at the same time, merging into one.

Time stood still at that moment, and Meng Lang's combined body was like duckweed floating on the water, and it was carried away by the waves without any strength.

I don't know how long, maybe very long, maybe very short.

The road made of crystal light slowly stretched under the feet of Meng Lang, and he stepped on the ground. Meng Lang saw that in front of the land, there were two forks.

Fork in the road, two roads, generally the same.

"Tongxian Road. ”

"Go and become an immortal, not born and immortal!"

"Return to the dust!"

"It's gone, it's unpredictable!"

"What do you mean, through the immortals to the dust?" Sheng Ting lay on Meng Lang's head, and a pair of eyes rolled straight away.

This is far beyond the memory of Shengting, in his memory there is no 'way to return to the dust', only 'the path to immortals'.

"Returning to the dust?"

Meng Lang said secretly, "The Holy Hearing is that there is a so-called 'Desolate Immortal' in the Holy Tower, but there is nothing, and he has not even encountered a decent danger, the Desolate Immortal may not exist, and the Holy Hearing may be wrong in his memory." ”

"And, Tongxian Road, looking at its tone, if you set foot on this road, it will be Tongxian Road, and it will never die or die, and the temptation is great!"

"Return to the dust, 'Clear', what is it, life and death are unknown!"

"Obviously correct, you should choose, through the immortal road!"

After sinking for a long time, I saw Meng Lang resolutely step out and choose one of the paths.

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In the Holy Tower, in a space, a long and winding blurred figure, a pair of eyes are like beams of light, slightly opened, can penetrate the heavens and the earth, illuminating many spaces.

"If so, for countless years, there have been nearly ten successful people, two of them have chosen to return to the dust road, and the rest have chosen the path of passing immortals, this person, what can he choose?"

When Meng Lang fell with one foot, the long figure slowly closed his eyes, neither pleased nor angry, indifferent, he seemed to be just looking at a result, and in an instant, there was no more sound.

The space is silent, and everything is dead