Huang Ruoting, who was once well-dressed, has changed his appearance at this time.

The people of the Hall of Reincarnation cast a golden flail and silver lock on him, and the shining golden flail firmly bound his neck and hands to everything, and the little golden light emitted by the golden flail illuminated his face.

At this time, his face was no longer as white as it once was, and his white cheeks were now full of filth and wounds, and he looked embarrassed.

But the filthy face could not affect his haughty temperament at all, and his head was still held high, and the dignity and pride that belonged to him were written on it.

"You're here?" Hearing a voice from behind, Huang Ruoting turned around, and the silver locks locked on his ankles made a jingling sound with his movements, which sounded extremely pleasant.

"You... How did you end up in such a depressed state? "Seeing people who were once so proud are now so down, it is also very unpleasant to put an end to it.

There was no ridicule or ridicule in his words, just respect.

Huang Ruoting could naturally hear it, so he smiled.

"There's no way, since it's my own choice, of course I'm going to taste the consequences."

"Why bother?"

"People, you have to fight for your own ideas."

"Is it worth it?"

"What do you say?"

Put an end to having nothing to say.

In these few short sentences, both sides already understood what the other meant.

Everything is in plain sight, these two people who have only met a few times have an abnormal tacit understanding at this moment.

After He Yi finished speaking, Huang Ruoting turned his gaze to Seventy-One again.

"How's it going?"

"It's good, it's hard to imagine that I can actually see the outside world one day."

"What's the view outside?"

Seventy-one thought for a moment and replied: "It's very complicated, people outside will think a lot before doing everything, even saying every word, they will consider whether they can bring enough benefits to themselves if they say this sentence appropriately."

It seems that everyone will put a mask on their face and not let others see what they really think.

Those ordinary people were not as happy as I imagined to live, and those older brothers and sisters in my childhood told me a lot of stories and fairy tales about ordinary people. But after coming outside, I realized that fairy tales are fairy tales after all, and it turns out that there are so many ordinary people in the world who are fighting for their own lives and even their lives, but even so, all they can get is just a mouthful of food, and sometimes they can't even get this.

The world is not beautiful, there are moments of disaster, pain, parting, death, but people don't know when these things will befall them.

At least until it befell them, they were always happy. ”

"If this world is so painful, it is better to ......"

Huang Ruoting didn't finish what he said, but Seventy-one still understood.

Seventy-one wasn't a stupid person after all, and the reason she was sluggish during her time at Fortress Psycho was simply that she didn't know much about the outside world.

Now that she has gone to a lot of places with her, she already has a lot of understanding of the outside world, as long as she thinks about it a little, she can naturally understand what Huang Ruoting means.

"Forget it, I'm still not going." Seventy-one smiled and rejected Huang Ruoting: "There is indeed a lot of pain and sorrow in this world, and it seems that everything is very unsatisfactory, but if you think about it carefully, aren't these imperfections that constitute a beautiful world?" ”

She raised her head, and there was also a glint in her eyes: "Turn the imperfect places into perfections, make up for the shortcomings, and make this world free of any oppression through your own efforts, and at the same time prevent a deformed monster like me from appearing again."

It's a wonderful and rewarding life, isn't it? ”

The light in the seventy-one eyes shocked Huang Ruoting, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Obviously, Seventy-One has found her own ideals, so why should he impose his own ideas on her?

Respect is the best gift you can give her.

"Well, in that case, I'll wish you success." Huang Ruoting smiled and sent his blessing to Seventy-One, then turned around and stepped onto the Reincarnation Bridge under the gaze of the two gods.

The two Tiancha had been standing beside Huang Ruoting from beginning to end, and their eyes never left his body.

Although Huang Ruoting was firmly controlled by the golden and silver locks built by Lord Yan Jun himself, they were still worried that Huang Ruoting would make some trouble.

They kept staring at Huang Ruoting until they saw him get onto the reincarnation bridge, and their eyes relaxed slightly.

They know how dangerous this guy is, but now that he's on the reincarnation bridge, there shouldn't be any problems.

The mood of the two gradually relaxed, and they even began to think about what they should do after work today.

But at this time, the breath on the reincarnation bridge suddenly changed.

The two looked up in shock, only to see Huang Ruoting suddenly stop on the reincarnation bridge, his body straight, his head raised, and he looked high at the sky.

The robe around him suddenly became windless, and his whole body was suspended in the air, floating on the reincarnation bridge.

His momentum grew layer by layer, and it kept pushing his momentum to an unparalleled peak.

His previous cultivation had reached the highest point of the Heavenly Difference, touching the threshold of the immortals.

But perhaps because of the fact that his cultivation path was more cunning, his momentum only stayed outside the threshold and never increased.

Until now.

The reincarnation bridge was originally a bridge built by the qi of yin and yang, and the power of yin and yang on the bridge was even stronger, but now Huang Ruoting's body was like a funnel with huge suction power, and the power of yin and yang on the entire bridge deck poured into his body like crazy.

With the help of the power of yin and yang, his power was actually directly pushed to the realm of immortals.

"Ah!!h

With Huang Ruoting's loud shout, his arms slammed into force, and the golden flail that bound his body was broken in half with a click.

Immediately after, the chains wrapped around his feet were also shattered in a caba sound, and his body floated in the air, and auspicious clouds appeared layer by layer around his body, enveloping his body.

A cloud of golden light appeared from the bottom of his feet, lifting him into the air.

At the same time, a golden light fell from the sky, passed through the bottomless abyss, and shone on Huang Ruoting's body.

Under the effect of golden light, Huang Ruoting's body was like wearing a dazzling dress, full of divine light, and he was not angry and arrogant.

Fang Cai's downfall and decay had completely disappeared from him at this time, and he was like a real king, standing there, proudly looking down on the whole world.

His right hand was raised in the air, and the sky swelled, and the glass cover suddenly softened, as if it had suddenly turned into liquid.

Just as he was about to leave the liquid, a deafening sound suddenly echoed in the reincarnation bridge.

"Shaft dares?!"

Immediately afterwards, a big hand condensed out of thin air and slapped it fiercely towards Huang Ruoting, who was standing on the auspicious clouds.

Huang Ruoting's face was not afraid, and he also turned his hand and greeted the big hand.

The palms of the two hands collided tightly, and the fluctuations caused by that moment actually shook the entire Reincarnation Hall trembling, as if the sky collided with the ground.

Not only did he put an end to Seventy-One, but even the two Tiancha changed their complexions, and then they shot at the same time, unfolding a protective shield between the four of them.

If the two of them didn't make a decisive move just now, maybe the two of them wouldn't have made a big deal, but Quan and Seventy-One would definitely be wiped out in the aftermath of the battle just now.

By the time they looked up again, the battle had subsided.

They didn't know how many times the two had fought each other in those few seconds, and how many deadly attacks they had used.

But it was clear that Huang Ruoting had won the battle.

He is still floating in mid-air, with a gorgeous crown and noble clothes, showing the demeanor of a king.

And the hands condensed by Yan Jun in charge of the hall had long disappeared without a trace.

Huang Ruoting stood there, looked around for a week, and then looked in the direction of the two heavenly differences.

This made the two Tiancha's faces change and they put on a fighting posture.

Of course, they will not be Huang Ruoting's opponents, but as the heavenly difference of the Reincarnation Palace, even if they die, they will die with dignity!

But Huang Ruoting didn't make a move at his door, not only did he make a move, but even clasped his fists with both hands, bent down slightly, and arched his fists at them.

Rumble! Just la-la-la-la!!

As he bent down, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, the earth rumbled, and cracks cracked open from the ground.

A few people on the ground couldn't bear this worship and staggered and fell to the ground.

As soon as the gods worshipped, the sky collapsed!

Huang Ruoting hasn't stopped yet, it's the second and third bows.

After three bows, Huang Ruoting straightened up and laughed.

His laughter could be heard throughout the Hall of Reincarnation, and the pain and grievances he had suffered for decades seemed to be released in this laughter.

Before the laughter stopped, the auspicious clouds under Huang Ruoting's manipulator's feet flew into the layer of liquid and escaped into the abyss.

Even in the abyss, that light has always guided him.

At the end of that light, it seems that a world of singing and dancing can be seen.

Huang Ruoting, soar today!