It's an amazing scene!

A ruined world is full of withering and ruin, and the breath of death and decay is everywhere, on the verge of destruction. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The vicissitudes of life and the ancient portal of one side are wide open, towering in the center, like the backbone of supporting heaven and earth, and there is light diffusely, enveloping one side.

In front of the gate, a path stretches, as if to lead to the desirable and legendary fairy world, the legendary immortal land.

A giant gray finger, red and gray light intertwined, seemed to press the sky and pierce through the door.

Rumble!

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai's entire body world trembled, the gray giant finger fell, and the power of destruction exploded, like a tidal wave, constantly rushing forward.

Layers of ripples spread, roaring and shaking the sky.

The giant gray finger was like a bamboo, directly approaching the gate.

However, at a distance of a few feet from the gate, the gray giant finger suddenly stopped, and it was difficult to enter.

It seems that at this moment, in front of this gate, an invisible wall has appeared, blocking everything.

Jiang Xiaobai's face flashed on the giant finger, and his eyes showed a crazy look.

Rumble!

At this moment, he was desperate, and his soul was completely burning.

The power of the divine soul was all burned, and the blazing fire of the divine soul was all around the giant finger, and in an instant, the giant finger swelled and became even more huge, like a giant peak.

Click!

The invisible barrier in front of him seemed to shatter, and although no crack appeared, with a click, the gray giant finger directly took a step forward.

But that's about it.

Next, no matter how Jiang Xiaobai used it, the gray giant finger did not move.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaobai at this moment finally ran out of oil and dried up, and even his soul was only a trace of his soul.

At this moment, he is not much better than Chi Lian Xue'er's situation.

The red light on the gray giant finger flashed, and the scattered red points of light broke away and condensed into Jiang Xiaobai's appearance.

And the gray giant finger is also coming to an end at this moment, and in the humming sound, it is shattered inch by inch.

Jiang Xiaobai sighed lightly, with despair in his eyes.

At this moment, he had tried everything, but with little success, almost nothing.

At this moment, he is also about to die.

However, at this moment, a misty golden light sprinkled out, enveloping Jiang Xiaobai, accompanied by an old voice.

"Come in. ”

Jiang Xiaobai's body shook, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The great pain before had not made his heart fluctuate violently, but at this moment he could no longer suppress it.

Not for others;

Just for Cher.

He finally saw hope.

Trying to calm himself down, Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath and walked towards the gate.

Jiang Xiaobai stepped out, and circles of golden ripples passed through him.

Immediately, Jiang Xiaobai's whole body was filled with golden light, and with every step he took out, his feet were surrounded by golden light, and around his body, there were also circles of golden light, and on him, he was swimming back and forth.

When he came to the gate, Jiang Xiaobai was surprised to find that these golden lights, as if unconsciously, did not disappear, but all entered his body.

As he took the last step, all the golden light shrank and all merged with Jiang Xiaobai.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai was surprised to find that his divine soul figure had become condensed again, and it was even several times thicker than before.

Jiang Xiaobai estimated that the power of his divine soul at this moment was not much different from that of a monk in the middle of the sea of life.

Although he was surprised in his heart, Jiang Xiaobai was not much shocked.

Standing in front of the gate, Jiang Xiaobai paused slightly, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were dark, and when it lit up again, he had already entered the door.

"This ......"

Jiang Xiaobai's face was strange, and he muttered to himself in his heart.

Jiang Xiaobai had a lot of speculations about this door, but no matter what, he didn't expect that it would be such a scene.

Although it can be regarded as entering the Gate of Tai'er before, it is a path of trial, strictly speaking, it is not within the Gate of Tai'er.

But this moment is different.

But again, unexpectedly.

The scene in front of me is not the mysterious mystery in the imagination, there is no peerless supernatural power, and there is no earth-shattering treasure, and there is just a cave the size of a few zhang, square and ordinary.

In the center of the cave, there is a stone table, and there is a wooden plaque on the stone table, but there is no name or surname, I don't know who erected it.

Other than that, the whole cave was empty, and nothing else.

If there is anything special about it, it is probably that the walls of the cave are full of cracks, and there is even a faint black light leaking out.

"You're finally here. ”

Suddenly, just as Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were looking around, the void in front of him fluctuated, and a figure was revealed.

This is a white-haired and white-robed Taoist, with a thin body, sitting in the air out of thin air, holding a floating handle in his hand, looking quite a bit of fairy wind Dao bones.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart was stunned, he didn't dare to look at it more, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and said respectfully: "Senior." ”

"Hmm. ”

The Taoist nodded, his expression was not happy or sad, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hmm, but the Taoist didn't speak again.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't know the origin of the Taoist, and seeing that the Taoist had no other instructions, he didn't dare to make unnecessary movements for a while.

The Taoist looked at Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes rolled, and his cunning gaze flashed, he suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked his floating hand, but he seemed to feel that he was not in line with his temperament by doing this, so he immediately returned to a serious appearance, coughed, and said in a low tone: "Junior, the deity knows what you are doing here, but why does the deity want to help you?"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head, his eyes were firm, his tone was firm, and he said: "As long as the seniors can save Xue'er's life, the juniors will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and they will not give up!"

"Go to the soup and go to the fire. ”

The Taoist shook his head and his face was expressionless, and said: "Junior, your cultivation in the realm of condensation veins, even if you go to the soup and go to the fire, how much use can you bring to the deity." ”

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly froze, indeed, he didn't have anything, even if this body was still able to cultivate in the realm of condensing veins, I am afraid that it would not be as good as the magic eye of the person in front of him.

The Taoist looked at Jiang Xiaobai standing still, his eyes seemed to be a little anxious, and as soon as his eyes moved, he wanted to speak.

"Junior......

"Oops......"

This person had just spoken, and before he could finish half a sentence, his body suddenly trembled like chaff, the white robe fell off, and in a burst of light, a colorful miscellaneous soil cat was revealed.

Jiang Xiaobai's mouth opened wide and he was dumbfounded.

What did he see?!

Dao people and cats?!

This colorful native cat looks extremely ugly, the color is dull, and the eyes are also one big and one small, and the color is different, the pupils are black and white.

As soon as this ugly cat fell to the ground, it rubbed its ass very humanely, jumped up and scolded.

"Meow a mi, you are an unfamiliar dog, a white-eyed wolf, thanks to the cat master is intimate to you, and he takes care of him on weekdays, but he didn't expect to turn his face ruthlessly at a critical moment, and he turned his face faster than turning a book. ”

"Meow a cat, cat master I ......"

The ugly cat man stood up, crossed his waist, his voice was sharp, and all kinds of foul language in his mouth were not repeated, like a shrew who scolded the street.

And the object of his scolding was actually the white robe. (To be continued.) )