The call was fleeting, and Yang Ruofeng pondered for a moment, unable to figure out what was going on.

At first, I thought it was the call of a genius gun, but when I think about it, it's not. It seems that there is another self, calling for itself in a distant place.

How did this call appear? Could it be that he felt it because of the battle with the mountain god that tore through the space? Thinking of this, he released the momentum of his whole body, the space trembled, the space cracks appeared, and the space blade raged around him.

Yang Ruofeng stood in the center of the spatial blade, unmoved and closed his eyes.

This time I felt very clearly, it was indeed like there was another self in a distant place, calling for me.

What the hell is going on? Could it be that after devouring his soul, the genius spear spits it out and creates another self? Why didn't the ancestor tell himself?

Yang Ruofeng was in a very confused state, and after a long time, he couldn't figure out why, shook his head, and sighed: "What the hell is going on? ”

The biggest possibility is that the genius gun spit out his soul and created another self. Ask the dragon-faced mountain god, "What's your name?"

The mountain god said respectfully: "Lord, the little god is the swaggering mountain god, and he calls himself 'swaggering' on weekdays, and has no name, and he also asks the lord to give the name of the little god." ”

Yang Ruofeng smiled dumbly, this mountain god is also a talent, this sycophant is good, rubbing his chin, he groaned for a while, and said: "There is grass in the swaggering mountain, its shape is like a leek and Qinghua, you will be called Qinghua in the future!"

The mountain god prostrate on the ground, kowtowed respectfully and said, "Qinghua thanks the lord for giving the name." ”

Yang Ruofeng asked again: "Qinghua, let me ask you." How long did it take for me to refine this out-of-body incarnation and merge into it, and master the out-of-body incarnation?"

Qinghua said: "Lord, you have spent a total of ninety-nine eighty-one days. ”

Yang Ruofeng nodded, eighty-one days, nearly three months, and the correctness of his guess was very high. If this is the case, the other self may be able to become a coordinate point, so that he can accurately find the land of China.

Without dwelling on this matter any longer, he was going to go to the base camp of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon to take a look. Go and see those pure-blooded extraterritorial heavenly demons who let themselves die once, and use their identities to make a fortune.

It's very emotional to think about it, and Yang Ruofeng can't wait. Since he didn't know the specific location, he let Qinghua act as his mount. Standing on top of Qinghua's dragon body, he let Qinghua rush to the base camp of the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

And he is majestic, overlooking 100,000 mountains. The heart is full of pride, and recites a sentence: swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

Qinghua patted his ass and said: "Lord, good poems and good poems make Qinghua feel empowered." ”

......

When Yang Ruofeng felt the call from the void, in the land of China, there was a magnificent temple in the Demon Sect, and there was a statue in the temple, which was exactly what Yang Ruofeng looked like.

Next to the statue sat a girl in a black gauze skirt, who was Yang Ruyi. The temple had been erected for two months, and he had been sitting in the temple, accompanying the lonely statue.

Her face was expressionless, and her face was bloodless, a state that had begun when he entered the temple. Just now, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the statue with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Because, she felt a mental fluctuation from the statue. This mental fluctuation only appeared for a moment before disappearing. Just as she wondered if she was hallucinating or if there were real mental fluctuations, mental fluctuations were heard again from the statue.

She jumped up from the ground at once, her lips trembling, and said, "Is it true...... Set up a statue for my brother, let the creatures of the world sacrifice my brother, can my brother really return to the world?"

Go back to eighty-one days ago.

At that time, Yang Ruyi died in the battle with the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon because of Yang Ruofeng, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and he washed his face with tears all day long.

She hoped that his intended person would be a hero of the world, and Yang Ruofeng blocked the spread of extraterritorial heavenly demons with the power of one person, and also won her the opportunity for the demon lord to rescue her, which can be said to protect her safety.

At that moment, Yang Ruofeng completely overlapped with the hero in her heart. However, she hopes that the person she wants is a hero of the world, and she doesn't want her person to die!

Eighty-one days ago, she finally heard the news of Yang Ruofeng again, and before she had time to be excited, she found out that it was bad news.

For the sake of the common people in the world, in order to reincarnate the ancient powerhouse, Yang Ruofeng was devoured by the Immortal Killing Spear, and his soul was completely scattered, and even his body was taken away by the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

This news, instead of bringing her the slightest comfort, also gave her a very serious blow. She doesn't care if Yang Ruofeng has done something that is beneficial to the people of the world, she only hopes that Yang Ruofeng can live well!

However, a joy is empty. The news that Yang Ruofeng was resurrected and died was a double blow to her, making her want to die.

When she was desperate to die, her father brought a message that gave her a glimmer of hope to live.

That is, those strong men who were reincarnated with the help of Yang Ruofeng decided to set up a temple for Yang Ruofeng in the entire land of China, so that people could sacrifice and worship Yang Ruofeng, and this may make Yang Ruofeng return.

At that time, she asked her father, "Can the temple really bring back the dead?"

The Demon Sect Sect Master replied, "Really. It's just incredibly unlikely. According to legend, when this piece of heaven and earth first opened, there was no heavenly way. It's just that people sacrifice to the sky, and the sky gives birth to a life form, which is the way of heaven in the mouth of later generations, maintaining the operation of heaven and earth. ”

turned to Yang Ruofeng: "If Yang Ruofeng still has a trace of immortal soul, with the help of the sacrifices of the common people in the world, it is possible to complete the soul." ”

Yang Ruyi asked again: "How likely is it that my brother will come back?" The answer he got was a sigh and added: "Less than one in 10,000." "After all, Yang Ruofeng may have been devoured by the Immortal Killing Spear, but it gave her hope in the end.

With the news that a temple was going to be built for Yang Ruofeng, Yang Ruofeng's deeds were also reported.

From Yang Ruofeng's single-handedness to stop the invasion of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, so that Huaxia would not be ravaged by the extraterritorial heavenly demons, and then to Yang Ruofeng's efforts to help the ancient powerhouses reincarnate and reborn at the cost of their souls for the sake of the world.

Let all the living beings in the world cry when they hear it, and they are shocked when they hear it. And those reincarnated powerhouses also stood up for Yang Ruofeng. Therefore, the process of erecting a temple for Yang Ruofeng was very smooth.

Many immortal cultivators spontaneously joined in, and in one day, the entire land of China, whether it was the Eastern Continent, the Western Desert, the Southern Wilderness, or the Central Continent and the Northern Regions, all erected Yang Ruofeng's temple.

Countless immortal cultivators, and even people in the mortal world, also set up tablets for Yang Ruofeng in their own homes and spontaneously worshipped.

For the sake of Yang Ruyi, the Demon Sect established a temple of Yang Ruofeng in the Demon Sect. With a glimmer of hope and hope, she stood by Yang Ruofeng's statue every day, waiting stupidly.

Time passed day by day, and she only relied on a glimmer of hope to support, because she might have to wait for a hundred or thousands of years. I never thought that today, less than three months later, I suddenly felt a mental fluctuation on the statue.

Looking at the cold statue on the side, she approached the statue with small steps, stood next to the statue, put her face against the cold statue, and said to herself with a blush on her face: "No matter how long I have to wait, I will wait for you to return." ”

Since the other temples were not guarded, she was the first to feel the mental fluctuations coming from the statue.

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The Holy Realm.

Yang Ruofeng didn't know what was happening on the land of Huaxia, he only knew that he was going to the base camp where the Heavenly Demon Great Sages gathered outside the territory to pretend to be forced.

Qinghua said, "Lord, in three days, you will be able to reach the holy place where the Holy Venerables gathered. ”()

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