The sound fell, and Leng Yuan instantly felt that the surroundings began to be cold.

A sentence came to his mind, the luck of the Sisheng Continent, it turned out that their continent was called the Sisheng Continent.

Leng Yuan had already noticed that something was wrong.

The reason why he didn't go back in the first place was actually to know who this creature was.

In this way, it is estimated that they are some people from the higher planes.

Then, the sound of Leng Yuan disappeared in an instant.

His current goal is naturally the gate of hell on the planet.

Every time Leng Yuan flew towards the gates of hell for a while, his size would become slightly smaller.

Just as he was about to touch the gates of hell.

A particularly swift sword light sword shadow shattered the void in an instant and flew towards this side.

Leng Yuan has no physical body now, and he is surviving by his own will.

This sword instantly made his body turn in half.

The light on his body also dissipated at this time, almost as if it were almost normal.

The whole person looks almost like a normal soul.

At this moment, Leng Yuan's face still did not change, and he muttered to himself: "Flying lightning." ”

With these four words, coming out of his mouth, Leng Yuan's figure disappeared in an instant.

Like a bolt of lightning, he rushed to the gates of hell.

The person who had just come from Edgeworth was obviously not very happy when he saw Leng Yuan leave.

He directly followed Leng Yuan's figure and appeared in the gates of hell.

He was like a pop, dazzling, at the moment when he fell into the Sisheng Continent.

In an instant, a huge palace appeared, heading straight towards the cold source.

At the moment of seeing this huge palace.

At this moment, many monks who watched this scene were instantly dumbfounded, and they were already standing in place in a daze.

His mouth was even more wide, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"This ......"

"Isn't it......"

"How could it be like this......

What fell here was nothing else, it was Qin Ming and the Emperor of Yama who lived in the Hall of Hades.

Originally, the Hades Hall was a magic weapon, or a treasure.

This is something that all the monks on the Sisheng Continent know, but they don't know where this Hades Hall came from.

And who brought it, or who refined it?

They just know that this is a treasure that has been in heaven all along.

In addition, this mountain range has also been renamed as Hell Valley.

No one knows why the palace that is obviously in the sky is called the Hades Palace, and no one knows why this piece is not a valley, but it is called the Valley of Hell.

Now, they've basically guessed it.

Judging from this scene, this Hades Hall is not good.

Moreover, he is still a person from the high-level plane, who wants to suppress the cold source.

At this time, Hong'er, several goddesses.

They looked at each other even more, a little overwhelmed.

They are several goddesses, and they can be said to be the founders of this Hades Palace.

It's just that they don't know where this Hades Hall comes from.

What the hell is it for?

They froze in place for a long time before finally relieving themselves.

At the same time, their expressions also had some complicated looks.

The person from this high-level plane just made a move, and he broke the cold source in half.

Obviously, at present, in the Sisheng Continent in the Middle Ages, Leng Yuan was the first person.

If Leng Yuan can't beat this person, then there is a high probability that he will be suppressed by this Hades Palace.

At this time, the picture is in the picture.

The light around Leng Yuan's body has almost disappeared.

The phantom of his two halves has not been restored, let alone if it can be restored.

He is not a body now, just an illusion.

If there is no way to merge the two, the rest of his soul will be divided.

At this moment, the figure of the Hades Hall above his head was now getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and smashed straight down on him.

In the face of such a situation, the cold source is somewhat likely to dissipate at any time.

However, Leng Yuan was not discouraged, but chuckled.

Then he grabbed the gourd he had snatched with both hands.

With a "click", the gourd was pinched and exploded by him.

Leng Yuan turned his head and looked in the direction of his home, this was also the last thing he could do for his family and for this continent.

The gourd that was pinched and exploded instantly emitted a lot of spiritual power from it.

These spiritual powers were all taken from the Sisheng Continent by the Heavenly Demon Clan back then.

Now, it can be regarded as the return of the goods to their original owners.

At this moment, Leng Yuan closed his eyes, looking like he was waiting for death to come.

However, with the blessing of these spiritual powers, Leng Yuan's body actually began to flicker.

Leng Yuan felt a powerful force gushing out from his body, and his complexion instantly improved a lot.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The brush made of the jade flute on his waist was also held in his hand.

He drew a picture in the air, and a picture full of spiritual power appeared in his noon in an instant.

Bottom of the screen.

Seeing that Leng Yuan had now recovered, many of the monks, the original solemn look on their faces turned into a touch of surprise.

Look at it from the picture.

Sisheng Continent, if it weren't for Leng Yuan, entered the higher plane and took back all the spiritual power that belonged to them.

I'm afraid that the current continent has perished.

It was precisely because of the cold source that he had entered the higher planes and snatched back their spiritual power.

This is what makes everything in the Sisheng Continent nourished again, if you say so, maybe after a while, I'm afraid their continent won't be long.

You can really reach the tough state you used to have.

"Cold source, cold source is our Book Saint."

"Can you nerds shut up, we still want to keep looking, maybe your book saint won't hang up."

"Normally, this is the case, because the spiritual power was not so sufficient before, so many people can't maintain their true level, and even in that case, with the addition of cold source, they can exert the strength of the Immortal Realm, and it is estimated that there will be any accidents......"

"I can't say, will Leng Yuan be resurrected?"

"There is such a possibility, if you add the help of other monks who have recovered their strength, I think it is feasible."

The monks on the Sisheng Continent all got together at this time and began to discuss.

Because the existence of these spiritual powers has indeed changed the current optimistic situation.

Hong'er, the goddesses, were staring at the picture even more at this time, wanting to see what kind of situation would happen later.