Trance and haze. Book mí group 4∴ (8) 0 (sat) 5 Cangye felt that his body was fluttering, or he felt that he had no body anymore. But nowadays, it seems that for these, it is no longer important.

Looking at the scene in front of him. An inexplicable emotion slowly flowed from the center of the earth...

On a magnificent and solemn giant stone platform. Countless solemn and solemn, old men dressed in simple clothes knelt quietly on the steps of the stone platform. Their faces are reverent, their hands are folded, they seem to be filled with infinite wisdom, and they seem to have condensed countless majesty. But at this moment, their mouths were muttering and praying for something.

Beyond the stone platform is an endless square.

The square, which has always been empty, has been densely packed with countless people!

They do not have a strong aura to circulate. They, there are old people, some children, there are fùnv, there are men.

Everyone, just kneeling quietly on the ground, their hands reverently together, as if they were praying for something.

Finally, when a figure appeared, everyone suddenly raised their heads, and their eyes were all focused on the figure that slowly walked up the stairs.

Gradually, as they knelt on the stone platform, the countless old men full of wisdom shouted loudly, and everyone shouted loudly!

Immediately afterward, countless ordinary people below also began to shout loudly!

Their voices seemed to be magnificent. Their countenance, apart from piety, is nothing but endless fanaticism!

The figure was still unmoved by the shout. Her steps, slow but steady. It seems that there is no amount of death in front of her, and no amount of obstacles can stop her from moving forward!

Looking at all this, but not hearing anything. I can't even do what I want to do. If it was normal to be in such a situation, Cangye would feel that he would definitely go crazy. But somehow, looking at the scene in front of him, he quieted down, the most peaceful and quiet above the soul.

When the moment of walking up the last staircase. All the voices fell silent in unison, and they did not kneel down again. Instead, he learned the same way as before, clasping his hands together and chanting neatly and uniformly in his mouth.

With the appearance of this boundless yín singing, Cangye seemed to feel that her consciousness began to slowly blur. In front of him, everything was fading.

I don't know how, though. Everything is fading, everything is blurring. But everything on the stone platform is infinitely clear!

He finally saw it clearly. See the specific appearance of that figure!

That's an NV, a beautiful and bright nv son. Her appearance is far inferior to the NVs she has ever seen in the night. But unconsciously, Cangye felt that when he stood in the center of the top of the stone platform, he also folded his hands for a moment. This NV son is so noble and so believing!

As Yín continues to sing, the thick feeling on Nv's body gets stronger and stronger.

In a trance, the sky seems to have changed!

With the appearance of a touch of golden sè, the whole sky is filled with endless golden sè!

Immediately afterwards, all the praying people, all the praying wise men, their bodies were sprinkled with the light of gold! At this moment, they were equally noble, so great!

Well, full of miracles, full of countless faiths.

When Cang Ye slightly turned his attention away from this picture, he suddenly found that all the pictures in front of him were almost the same experience, almost the same image!

In the Empire of the Moon, in the Empire of Dreams...

In the Liuyun Pavilion, in the Smoke Cloud Sect...

In innumerable empires, in innumerable sects, in innumerable beings.

It's the same, it's all the same!

Even, Cangye also saw that in the Yantian Empire, on the same stone platform, a young NV who was also full of admiration slowly walked up to the stone platform, the same prayers were innumerable, the same piety and tranquility!

That NV is even a distant cousin of his night. Even, it's still his blood relative!

At this moment, Cangye understood and was moved.

The scenes in front of him are not illusory, they are all real!

They may be them. It's all praying, it's all praying for the Qingxia Sect!

That innumerable golden yellow is infinite wishing power, countless faith power!

When everything is blurring, all prayers reach their maximum limit. Cangye found that she could not see anything.

In front of him, there was complete darkness, and his world seemed to have no light.

Lonely in the darkness. Cangye felt a kind of emptiness in her heart.

The emptiness of the mind?

Stretch out your hand in front of your own xiōng. It was discovered that even in this realm where he no longer knew anything, the hole in the mouth of Xiōng that killed him still existed. It's just that the night is blurry. This hole doesn't seem to be anything at all...

I don't know how long I waited. When everything seems to dissipate completely. When all life is coming to an end. In front of the darkness, a glimmer of light finally appeared!

It's so bright, it's so gorgeous.

In the blink of an eye, a glimmer of light turned into a beam of light, and then a pillar!

In the end, the entire dark space seemed to be filled with this huge light!

Although the brightness was to the limit, Cangye was stunned to find that these bright lights were so soft and harmless.

I didn't do anything to protect my eyes. His eyes widened like this, and he quietly looked at the countless sources of light.

Wait for the moment when he can see it completely. In his eyes, it was no longer possible to hide that kind of jī movement, that kind of shock!

Countless deep purple sè slowly flowed on a stone monument that reached to the sky. They are constantly entwining, constantly wandering!

That's the pure Hung Méng Reiki!

Night's hands trembled.

With so much Hong Méng aura, as long as he can get a trace of it, then he will break through the shackles of the realm before he fell!

He will grow again and break through again!

Feeling the familiarity of those great méng qi on the stone stele, Cangye finally gently deepened his right hand and wanted to touch it. But he found that between himself and the stone tablet, it was so far away, so difficult to reach.

When I wanted to walk in, I found it in the night. I can't move, I can only stand there like this!

In his eyes, a thoughtful god appeared.

No rush, no madness. He understood that the appearance of all this was not a coincidence at all! This seemed to be a certain number in the dark!

Finally, when the contemplation of God retreated, when a touch of clarity reappeared. The night is enlightened.

He finally remembered what this stone tablet was! He finally understood why these Hongméng auras were so kind and familiar!

Ten years ago, when he first entered the Qingxia Sect and worshiped the sect, he had worshiped it. At that time, he used the immature Hong méng aura to ignite it, and let it complete the transformation!

He, though not intentionally. But there is grace to it!

It, at the moment when he needed help the most, finally appeared, came to help him!

"You, are you a relic..."

He didn't rush forward on impulse, but respectfully bowed to the holy object.

Cangye understands that the accumulation of countless years and the convergence of countless wills. The expectations of countless sects, the hopes of countless warriors!

It is the real psychic!

"Please allow me to use your power to protect all that my sect has..."

Other kind words, not much to say. Instead, he directly stated his purpose. He understood, it must have understood...

Falling body side. Twenty figures stood quietly beside them. Their breath has been broken, and their bodies have been damaged beyond healing.

There were once seventeen Qingxia Sects, but at this moment, only nine existed.

There were once nearly fifty of the warriors of this side, but only the remaining twenty remained.

Emperor Jing looked at the powerful figure in front of him in a daze. There was not much resentment in his eyes.

He understands that this is a warrior, and this is the battle. When you are killing someone, you should also think that you will one day.

At the last moment, when they were desperately suppressing, the emperor still made a move.

Just as soon as he made a move, half of the legendary giants and the pinnacle three calamities that burned their lives fell.

In order to fight against the perfect Garuda Interception Finger, they had already overdrawn too much life force. What is left at the moment can no longer support them to continue fighting.

So, they unanimously chose. Came to the side of the night, quietly waiting, and finally death came...

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