This is not the first time Bai Yang has been engulfed in flames, and it may not be the last time in the future, but Bai Yang has to admit that this is indeed the most dangerous one.

Those flames are not just pure flame elements, but traces of sword fire outlined by sword intent, the sword fire is full of sharp sword intent, every time it burns, it is like being cut by thousands of swords, as long as Bai Yang is slightly distracted, he will be chopped into ashes by the heavenly fire sword intent that is hooked out by this purple qi.

So he closed his eyes, no longer thinking about his sword moves, no longer thinking about his own exercises, forgetting everything he had learned, and even the blood of the fire demon and the special demon fire in his body had forgotten about it, and the thoughts of the whole person began to sink gradually, as if falling into a boundless sea of clouds.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in the boundless sea of clouds, a golden light piercing through the heavens and the earth pierced through the clouds in front of him, and at a glance, it seemed that a huge mountain peak could be seen.

It's just that the mountain peak can't touch the sea of clouds, as if it has been split from above by a huge force, and there is a line of power between heaven and earth.

"This is it. Bai Yang's figure stopped, and he made a move that even he was surprised by.

He stepped on the void with his feet, as if there was an invisible force under his feet, so he stood at the top of the sky, above the sea of clouds, watching the sea of clouds under his feet roll, and there was infinite love in his heart.

This kind of love comes from a sudden change, and it is because he is able to do such a miraculous thing.

Only the Earth Yuan Realm can break the shackles of heaven and earth and fly without distance, so he is the Dingyuan Realm, how can he do this?

There are only two explanations, first, he has broken through the realm and become a powerhouse of the Earth Yuan Realm. Second, he is no longer in reality, but in an illusory space.

The first point is a bit ridiculous no matter how you think about it, because if you want to break through the realm, the preparation you need to make is definitely not as simple as ordinary people think, even if Bai Yang already has an estimate in his heart, but now he can't break the realm, or rather, he doesn't want to break the realm.

Therefore, he must be in an illusory space, perhaps his own sea of consciousness, or another mysterious unknown space.

No matter what, Bai Yang looked at the mountain peak, looked at the golden light that ran through the heaven and earth, and faintly felt that the answer he wanted to find was in it, so he took a step across, the air waves between heaven and earth surged, the sea of clouds was pushed to both sides by a powerful force, and Bai Yang's figure disappeared.

A thousand thoughts, exactly.

He landed between the peaks, the broken ground and the many withered plants that gave the mountain a dead silence, but the golden light on one side was vibrant, exuding an extremely warm temperature, and a feeling that made the white sun feel like a spring breeze.

"Juggernaut?"

Bai Yang touched his nose and called out tentatively, but the voice that had always been asked was extremely rare and silent, and his voice echoed in this world, empty and very lonely.

When a person is in this kind of environment, he will feel lonely and give birth to all kinds of strange feelings.

The same goes for Baiyang.

He looked at the dry ground beneath his feet, and suddenly felt that he should stay here and get some rest.

The golden light flashed, and the feeling released made Bai Yang more and more pleasant.

He closed his eyes again.

In the outside world, on the bluestone competition platform, Ji Wuxian looked shocked, because it was a pity that he heard Bai Yang's words, but the momentum of the purple fire burning the sky still did not stop, so it means that his opponent is still trapped in it, maybe forever.

But I don't know why, Ji Wuxian always has a very bad premonition, this premonition is like a wildfire, igniting all the troubled negative feelings in his heart, making his expression extremely gloomy in a short moment.

It's going to rain.

A dark cloud shrouded the sky at some point, although there was a formation to obstruct it, but everyone felt that the light in their sight was rapidly disappearing, and the entire bluestone competition platform was shrouded in the shadow of this dark cloud, and made the burning purple fire appear extremely abrupt.

Qiu Pingfan sighed, secretly saying that sooner or later it should come, as for whether it is sooner or later, it still depends on the person's mood.

Tsing Yi on the side looked at the sky and was extremely surprised.

"So it's really going to rain?" he felt extremely ridiculous in his heart, and even began to suspect that his senior brother used the power of heaven to reverse the weather for fear of losing face, so that the originally clear sky and good weather became this ghostly appearance.

But autumn can't be so boring, then, it's really going to rain.

The drizzling rain quickly turned into a downpour, pouring on the rune formations used for protection, sending out mist of water.

The rain was so heavy that it couldn't penetrate the stadium for half a minute, but everyone felt an inexplicable coldness, and always felt that something was going to happen.

The stronger the strength, the stronger this hunch is.

In that strange world, Bai Yang was half-lying in the middle of the mountain peak, his eyes closed as if he was recuperating, and his expression was becoming more and more relaxed.

The True Qi in his body began to move slowly, without any drive or command, and just like that, it spread through the meridians, and began an extremely strange flow.

Between heaven and earth, a strange force was drilling into his body, but through his body, it slowly moistened the huge mountain below him, making the broken peaks gradually come to life, and the dead plants could regain life.

It didn't take long for the white sun to be covered by a large area of shade, and green grass and red flowers bloomed all over the field, and the feeling of vitality was really gratifying.

He half-opened his eyes and looked at the golden light again, and somehow, he muttered, "It seems like it's time." ”

He'd been waiting for an opportunity, and it was a very risky move, and even the Juggernaut, who had always wanted to make him stronger, didn't approve of him doing such a thing. However, Bai Yang wanted to gamble on this, so he came, came to this space, and came to this golden light.

If you look closely, you will find that the source of this golden light that runs through the heavens and the earth is actually from that thick earth, from the boundless earth.

It is the embodiment of the earth, the so-called origin of the earth.

That is, the power of the earth element.

Bai Yang slowly stepped forward, for this golden light, his body was too small to be ignored, but in his eyes, the golden light that penetrated the heavens and the earth was nothing more than a door that he needed to push open.

The door was heavy, and he wanted to knock, but he didn't get through, so he stood in front of the peak, as if it couldn't touch the clouds, just a line away.

However, even this line is like the difference between heaven and earth, which cannot be crossed.

"Can't you cross over?" Bai Yang tried to stretch out his hand, but he couldn't touch the golden light, and naturally he couldn't touch the door behind him.

He had a feeling that if he wanted to open this door, what he lacked was a line of strength, but this line of strength, he couldn't find it, and it always seemed that something was missing.

Opportunity.

He thought of what he had been waiting for, so he withdrew his hand, letting his consciousness gradually return to his body, to the reality that was still in the midst of a fight.

Bai Yang opened his eyes and found that his robe had been cut by those purple fire sword intents, looking incomparably wolf, but because of the golden dragon bloodline body, these sword intents did not hurt his roots.

However, this is not a long-term solution after all, and there must be a point of conclusion in this battle.

This point is the opportunity he has been waiting for.

From the moment Bai Yang's consciousness returned to his body, Ji Wuxian seemed to feel something, and said coldly: "Bai Yang, don't pretend to be a ghost, admit it, you are not my opponent, you can't break this move." ”

"In other words, it is difficult for the powerhouses of the Earth Yuan Realm to crack my Purple Open Heaven Fire, so what chance do you have to hope for a Dingyuan Realm?" Ji Wuxian didn't seem to be talking to Bai Yang, but seemed to be comforting himself, and his voice became more and more firm.

However, the disciples who were watching the battle could find that he was really scared now.

Bai Yang was able to talk to him in the Heavenly Fire, which meant that he must have a way to not die while in the Heavenly Fire.

Since he is not dead yet, then Yiqiē will naturally stop talking.

Bai Yang ignored Ji Wuxi's cold taunt, his eyes were filled with golden light, as if a pair of eyes had turned golden, and in his eyes, all kinds of lines were densely interspersed, forming a picture that was closest to the truth, or should it be the truth.

He saw the heavenly fire around him turn into lines, saw those rune formations turn into lines, saw the entire competition platform become lines, and even saw the light, saw the breeze, and saw the rain that was poured on the rune formations and blocked above their heads.

Those are all lines one by one, but each line represents a different meaning, and the direction they point to is the truth.

So Bai Yang saw the truth with his eyes and saw the true face of this world.

He reached out and grabbed a line that represented the purple heavenly fire, which was not scorching, just a little warm.

That line was missing, and the purple heavenly fire suddenly dissipated by more than half, as if a complete painting had been stolen from it, and the scenery would naturally be difficult to form, so the painting would be wasted.

Bai Yang took a step out, those golden lines were still stopping him from taking a step, this time he stretched out his hand again, grabbed a handful of lines, and pumped hard, outlining those golden lines of purple heavenly fire, which were instantly shattered, so that the heavenly fire was no longer a heavenly fire.

But in the eyes of others, he just waved his hand casually, and those heavenly fires dissipated without a trace, as simple and comfortable as eating and drinking.