A sharp pain came, Yang Jian gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and sweat rained down.

The pain blurred his eyes, and everything around him changed dramatically.

The Tonghua Palace in front of him slowly became nothing, the surroundings became hotter and hotter, and a dazzling white light shone down from the sky, Yang Jian only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and he completely lost consciousness after a while.

When Yang Jian opened his eyes again, he found himself in a desert.

Yang Jian's feet had returned to their original state, the yellow sand under his feet was hot, and the sun on his head was scorching hot.

There was not a single person in the desert, and there was nothing but sand and sun.

Yang Jian wanted to fly out of here, but he found that he had no mana!

Yang Jian's face was already covered with beads of sweat, which evaporated into the air before they fell.

Yang Jian's lips were already chapped and bleeding, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, but his tongue was drier than his lips.

Yang Jian kept walking forward, but there was no end to this desert, the sun above his head was getting bigger and bigger, and Yang Jian's physical strength was getting less and less, and finally, he fell to the ground with a "plop".

However, the yellow sand on the ground turned cold and biting!

Yang Jian raised his head in surprise and found that the scorching sun was gone, replaced by a large and round moon, and the yellow sand under his feet had turned into snow.

A cold wind blew, and Yang Jian shivered from the cold. Heavy snow fell from the sky and fell on the ground covered in silver, and after a while, Yang Jian's body was covered with a layer of snow, and the snow on the ground had already reached Yang Jian's knees.

Yang Jian struggled to walk, a layer of ice crystals hung on his eyebrows, his hands were red from the cold, his feet were no longer numerous, and his body was as stiff as a zombie.

Yang Jian walked forward with difficulty, he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know when he would be able to get out, now he was like a walking corpse.

At this moment, a point of light suddenly appeared in front of him, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night, like a bright light, guiding Yang Jian's direction.

Yang Jian walked towards the point of light, but the more he walked, the farther away the point of light became.

Yang Jian had no strength, he knelt on the snow, his head buried deep in the snow.

One second............ Two seconds............ Three-second ............

A minute passed, and Yang Jian suddenly felt a warmth coming from his head............

Yang Jian raised his head and found that the point of light was above his head.

At this time, Yang Jian saw clearly that the point of light was actually a door.

Yang Jian opened the door with the last of his strength, and then walked in.

A dazzling light ............

When Yang Jian completely adapted to the brightness in front of him, he found himself back at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Yang Jian's strength and mana had fully recovered, and he stood up and moved in a circle.

"Jian'er............" A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Yang Jian turned his head and found Yao Ji standing behind him with a smile on her face.

"Jian'er, are you back?" asked Yaoji.

"Mother!" Yang Jian walked towards Yao Ji, but the next second he suddenly remembered that Yao Ji had been killed by Chi You!

Yang Jian was excited and took a few steps back.

"Jian'er, what's wrong with you? You don't recognize your mother?" Yao Ji walked towards Yang Jian.

"Who are you?" asked Yang Jian.

"I am your mother. Yao Ji smiled slightly.

"You are talking nonsense, mother, she's dead!"

"What? You said I was dead, but I'm right in front of you right now. Yao Ji walked over step by step.

"Don't come here. Yang Jian kept retreating, he silently recited a spell, and the three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand.

"Yang Jian!" At this time, a voice came from behind Yang Jian.

The person behind him is Sun Wukong!

"She's a dead person, don't go over!" said Sun Wukong behind him.

"Do you believe him, or do you believe me?" Yao Ji stopped and looked directly at Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, think about it, a few months ago, Lao Sun and Chi You fought a decisive battle, Chi You took you as a hostage, and Yao Ji died in the hands of Chi You in order to save you, have you forgotten all this?" Sun Wukong behind him said anxiously.

"Jian'er, don't you want a mother?" said Yaoji with a pitiful expression.

"Don't believe her, come here, I'll take you out of here!" said Sun Wukong behind him.

Yang Jian looked at Yao Ji in front of him, and then looked at Sun Wukong behind him, he silently recited a spell, and instantly opened his eyes.

However, Yao Ji is real, and the Monkey King behind him is also real.

"It's impossible. Yang Jian said to himself.

But at this moment, Yao Ji and Sun Wukong suddenly disappeared.

Guan Jiangkou, only Yang Jian himself remained.

A gust of wind blew, and some white paper money floated over.

Yang Jian looked around and found that the paper money actually floated down from the sky.

More and more paper money fell from the sky.

A piece of paper money floated past Yang Jian's face, cutting a small hole in his face.

"Who is it?" Yang Jian roared angrily, and a golden light shot out from his heavenly eye, and the paper money floating in the air suddenly burned.

Black paper ash fell all over the floor.

At this time, a person appeared in front of Yang Jian. I saw him wearing mourning clothes, and he had words in his mouth.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva............" the mourning garment muttered indistinctly.

Yang Jian walked over slowly.

"Buddha, Buddha, Buddha............ The Bodhisattva killed the Buddha, the Buddha killed Tang Seng, Tang Seng killed Yang Jian, and Yang Jian killed Nezha............ Zhu Bajie's body was stained with Sun Wukong's blood, and Sun Wukong's body was stained with the blood of Sha Seng............ Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, you are dead............ Dead ............" After walking in, Yang Jian finally heard what the man was talking about.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian said with a three-pointed and two-edged knife pointing at the man's back.

The man in front of him stood up, he turned around, he was ............

"Ahh

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Jian roared.

No one answered him.

Call..........................................

A gust of wind blew, and Yang Jian's eyes hurt even more.

Yang Jian............ Yang Jian ............ "Someone is calling Yang Jian's name."

"Who are you, where are you?" asked Yang Jian, covering his eyes.

Yang Jian............ Yang Jian............"

"No!" the bone-eating pain came, and Yang Jian fainted again.

Yang Jian............ Yang Jian............"

Although Yang Jian fainted, he could still hear someone calling him, the voice was like a dream, a little illusory, but a little real............