The smiles on the faces of the two women slowly retracted.

They saw Song Yunge keep walking forward, striding forward with wild laughter, gradually being submerged in the golden mist, and there was no trace of him.

Wu Youxue looked at Leng Biluo worriedly.

Leng Biluo snorted: "It's useless to look at me, how can you stop him...... Wait a minute, he looked arrogant, in fact, he had a lot in his heart!"

"Senior sister, shouldn't I have come up with this idea?" Wu Youxue looked up and down, looking at the golden mist, inexplicably worried.

Leng Biluo said: "Even if you don't say it, he can think about it, sooner or later, don't worry, he won't die so easily." ”

Wu Youxue hurriedly said: "What can't die, senior sister, don't talk nonsense." ”

Leng Biluo said angrily: "Okay, okay, I'll keep my mouth shut." ”

Wu Youxue knew that she was overreacting, too sensitive, and hugged Leng Biluo's arm and shook it embarrassedly.

Leng Biluo snorted: "If you're worried, just practice well, we've been dragging him back now." ”

This is the hardest thing for her to tolerate.

She was originally the master of the Tianji Gate, the number one master in the world, and the people who manipulated the world, how could she allow herself to fall to the point of being a burden?

She has been working hard to cultivate, but unfortunately she is far from being able to keep up with Song Yunge's speed of entry, and she is gradually a little desperate.

The more desperate you are, the harder you try.

"Yes......" Wu Youxue nodded lightly: "Senior sister, then let's cultivate here." ”

"Very good. Leng Biluo said with a smile.

The two women closed their eyes, and after a moment they opened them again, revealing a look of astonishment.

They all found that something was wrong, and they couldn't sense the power, as if they were cut off from heaven and earth, and they couldn't sense or absorb a trace of power.

While they were hesitating, Song Yunge also reached the most critical time.

As he walked inside, he felt more and more dangerous, but he stiffened his eyes forward, and he had a strange instinct that he had to shake the golden mist head-on.

As he walked out, figures gradually appeared in the golden mist, rushing towards him.

The martial arts performed by these figures are different, all of them are mysterious, and they are all fearless of death, regardless of the damage of the golden clothes.

And the golden clothes can't disperse them immediately, just make them lighter by a point, and it will take a dozen consecutive times to disperse them.

And he had to endure these dozen or so attacks.

The power they hit on his body would not dissipate, although the invasion of the power was cut off by the golden clothes, but the external force was also strong, and it was constantly consuming him.

He needs strength to keep himself from being knocked away, not to be knocked down, to maintain his high-speed movement and not to be surrounded by them.

But he also felt the mystery.

Those dissipated golden mist did not directly turn into golden mist or disappear directly, but were absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune, and finally left him with a memory.

With the increase of memory, Song Yunge slowly understood the world and knew that this was indeed a divine palace.

And the gods did not leave, or abandon this place and move elsewhere, but were swallowed by these golden mist.

And it was not the golden mist that was actively devoured, but it was the gods themselves who rushed in and were devoured and assimilated with the golden mist.

And these golden mist are not alien objects, but the souls of the gods after they died.

These souls condensed together, slowly condensed into a huge force, and faintly turned into a higher level and level of spirituality.

Song Yunge knew that this golden mist was the spirit of this Divine Palace World.

He coped with the attacks of the golden mist again and again, and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune had been running non-stop, absorbing the golden mist that had been defeated by himself as a strength to strengthen himself.

If it weren't for the replenishment of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune, with his original strength, he would probably have been exhausted in an hour.

Now, after several hours, he is still in good spirits, and although his body is tired, he is still not weaker than before.

With the operation of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune, his spiritual power became stronger and stronger, and later, he even turned the void into reality, directly condensing a series of figures in the outside world, opposite to the figures condensed by the golden mist.

These figures were the ones they had defeated before, and they reappeared at this time, and their power was not inferior to the power of the golden mist.

Song Yunge's confidence became more and more abundant, and he felt that he could win.

The golden mist is like a giant, slowly bleeding by itself, although it is powerful, it has no power.

Such a terrifying golden mist, he chose the right way, but the threat was so small, which he never expected.

The golden mist is getting thinner.

He fought back and forth from the outside in, and back and forth, and eventually even chased the golden mist.

The two women watched in amazement at his gradually clear figure, watching the endless golden mist slowly dissipate, thin, and disappear.

After the golden mist disappeared, a white mist appeared before their eyes.

Song Yunge kept walking forward, getting farther and farther away from the Divine Palace, and it took half an hour to finally run to the top of the Divine Palace.

The flat ground forged by the Divine Stone finally reached the edge, and beyond the edge was the void, and he leaped forward.

The two girls had been following him, and when they saw him jumping down, they hurriedly ran to the end and looked down, and saw that Song Yunge had turned into a small black dot and had been falling.

"Let's go!" Leng Biluo said.

The two women also jumped down holding hands and chased after Song Yunge.

Falling, falling, falling, falling.

Eventually, he fell in front of the shrine and stepped on the square paved with the sacred stones.

"Quirky. Song Yunge shook his head with a smile.

He thought it was just a platform, but he didn't expect it to be the whole world, and the memories of the gods were really right.

It's a world that doesn't look big, but it's all in one.

And now he has become the master of this world.

He stretched out his palm, shook it slightly, and suddenly a golden mist poured out of his palm and turned into a ball.

This golden mist is condensed by the soul of the gods, and it can best restore the soul and vitality.

He had always thought that immortality was the most tempting, but now he had personally experienced the weariness and absoluteness of these gods.

Only then did I know that immortality is also a kind of torture.

But he will not give up the pursuit of immortality because of this.

Only those who have experienced the suffering of immortality can say that immortality is a kind of torture, and those who do not live forever are not qualified to say this.

If you want to die anyway, why don't you die after you are tortured by immortality?

His gaze looked at Wu Youxue, with a heavenly machine divine gaze, and then at Leng Biluo, and finally smiled.

Now I finally have the power to control my destiny, even if the people around me die, I can save it, it is a complete rescue.

Standing inside the Divine Palace, his mind was fixed on the entire Divine Palace, and then the Divine Palace emitted a strange change.

The original crack slowly closed, the inverted golden pillar slowly erected and returned to its original position, and the dazzling golden light slowly dimmed, turning into purple gold, then white, and then moon white.

The whole hall becomes soft and elegant.

Song Yunge nodded with satisfaction.

Without the maintenance of the gods, this shrine has gone through hundreds of thousands of years, and gradually has a weakened appearance, and now he has become the master of the shrine, and if he maintains it again, he will regain its brilliance and no longer weaken.

Therefore, it is impossible for Xiao Jixiangtian to get the Divine Stone again.

Song Yunge stood at the gate of the Divine Palace, sighed for a long time, and suddenly felt dazed, is this what it is like to be invincible?

I don't know if I can return to my original world, there are countless worlds in this world, how can I find my original world?

He felt that if he could really live forever, this was the best sustenance.

End of book.