Against the will of heaven, holding a pole of Zhan Tiange, he walked out of the chariot, and his half-bent body was reflected in people's eyes, which looked very extraordinary. He is a model of Lingyun's spirit. Its heroic appearance is impeccable.

Contrary to God's will, he smiled brightly, as if everything in the world could not move his heart, he was so domineering, so brilliant and annoying. At this moment, the eighth level of Chengxian was quiet because of him.

The mysterious anti-providence has finally emerged in front of the eyes of the world today. Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager, and it's really better to be famous than to meet. That breath alone is enough to make people sigh.

Just let the horses come. Shen Shaoyang said calmly. There was not a single fluctuation in the words. At this point, he didn't need to be afraid of anyone in his generation.

In the past ten years, he has already become a supreme master in the eyes of the world. This is a battle between two young supremes, and such a big battle definitely deserves the attention of the whole world.

Good, good. See you and I in three days. These three days, you should arrange your funeral. After saying that, the chariot flew into the air and disappeared in front of the world in the blink of an eye. He will always be so mysterious, so powerful. It is always so extraordinary to leave a person in the world, this is the demeanor of a master.

He is too confident, and the basis of that self-confidence is his own strength. This shows that the will of heaven is really a handsome man who is against the sky. There is no doubt that he can afford the title of masterpiece. If there are many romantic figures in contemporary times, he is definitely one who defends the will of heaven.

Shaoyang, are you sure? Gongsun is very quiet, he rarely speaks, he has always believed in Shen Shaoyang, and there is no need to worry about him. But this time he was the first to speak. This shows that the matter is very serious, and people like him can be worried.

Yes, Brother Shen. Wang Zilang also said worriedly. It's not just the two of them. Others were also worried about Shen Shaoyang's battle. Their eyes were filled with concern.

Don't worry, I'm measured. Shen Shaoyang hugged him with such words. Over the years, he had changed, becoming quieter and less talkative than before.

This is a manifestation of moving towards maturity and stability, towards a big man. In fact, he can also afford the word big man. Because he's done so much over the years, his name is too loud.

Although he was like that, his appearance seemed even more ordinary, so ordinary that he didn't have a trace of breath out, just like an ordinary mortal. In addition to being quieter than the average person. In nothing special.

The sky was cold, the wind and snow were cold, and it was snowing heavily in the sky, covering the eighth level of Chengxian. The snow came suddenly. Very rushed. So that people walking on the road have no time to find a place to escape from the snow.

Shen Shaoyang is very ordinary. He walked in the snow. It's like an ordinary teenager. He wore a thick woolen sweater and walked quietly in the eighth level of Chengxian.

Wind Wanyue: Shaoyang, your body is getting weaker and weaker

Don't worry. It's a natural imagination. Shen Shaoyang's words still did not fluctuate at all. It wasn't on purpose, it was a silent voice he had formed over the years.

Brother Shen, why don't we find a place to avoid the snow. Wang Zilang's voice changed. It's no longer so immature, but it's clear, like a big boy next door.

Go ahead, I want to walk alone. Shen Shaoyang said. Cough cough Shen Shaoyang coughed twice as he spoke, and his body looked very weak.

Brother Shen, I'll help you find her. Wang Zilang was very anxious when he saw Shen Shaoyang like this. He knew why he was like this. More than a year ago, when Shen Shaoyang was meditating and enlightening, his body was suddenly emptied, and his face was sad, that helplessness, that kind of longing, that kind of pain, it was heart-wrenching.

That time, before he fell, he kept chanting a person's name, "Crescent Moon". After that failure of enlightenment, he was left with such a serious illness.

It was a wound in the heart, not something that could be repaired by mana.

No. Shen Shaoyang only has these two words.

Go ahead, I want to be alone. Shen Shaoyang said. Seeing his cold expression, everyone didn't want to say anything, and they all stood in the heavy snow, looking at Shen Shaoyang's back.

His back was so lonely, so desolate and sad, as if the heavens and the earth were infected by that sadness.

He coughed while walking in the snow, alone, very quiet.

The night did not become dark because of the arrival of the night. It was a spectacle, it was snowing heavily, but the moonlight was very bright and bright, and it was washing the man's heart.

In the wild forest of the eighth light of the immortals, a bonfire is swaying. Next to him sat a man in a fox sweater. Judging from the back, this person is very beautiful, with a moving back and a graceful posture. There was a game on the fire, and it was now smelling of oil.

There you are. The woman by the campfire didn't look back, she asked calmly.

There's something I've always wanted to say to you. Shen Shaoyang said. He spoke slowly, without waves. This is his usual way of expressing it.

"I miss you"

These three words made waves in the woman's heart, and when she heard these three words, she was silent for a long time, and the game on the campfire was scorched, and she was unconscious.

Your meat is charred. Shen Shaoyang reminded him.

Your illness is getting worse and worse, and it snows so hard, you don't want to die?" said the woman by the campfire calmly. From her voice, Shen Shaoyang knew that she still cared about him.

Thank you!

Are you okay?" asked Shen Shaoyang.

I am fine. This woman is a female myth. At the same time, it is also the crescent moon of the previous life.

That's good. Three days later, I fought against Providence.

Are you sure?' the female myth asked.

Can I call you crescent moon?

You miss the crescent moon, not me, I'm not the crescent moon anymore.

I see, if I die, please send me to the crescent moon and be buried with her. After finishing speaking, Shen Shaoyang turned around and left.

It wasn't until he turned to leave that the female myth turned her face and quietly looked at his distant back. He has lived a heavy life all these years, and what he owes her is a lifetime that he can't repay, because he has no chance.

She didn't give him a chance. She kept saying that he had other women, but he couldn't remember them with all his might.

The snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was hurting them, but in fact their hearts were raining, and that was because they all knew that there would be no more results between them.

The people of the eighth light of the immortal are getting more and more right, whether they are old or young, countless people have come, and the number of people has already surrounded the eighth light of the immortal. This battle has attracted the attention of the world.

The people who enter the path of immortality are not mortals, they are all top masters in immortal cultivation, and only such people can come to this point.

Who do you say will win this battle? In the eighth level of the Immortals, whether it is on the street or in the restaurant, such a question is discussed. They are interested in this issue.

It was hard to say, and the monk replied with a heavy expression.

What's so hard to say about this, I think it must be against God's will. Although Shen Shaoyang has been famous all these years, who is the supreme of heaven? The supreme among the supreme is definitely the strongest figure among the younger generation. Another monk was very enthusiastic when he talked about going against Heaven's will, and he was full of faith in it.

At this moment, the eighth level of Chengxian is talking about similar issues. Both the younger generation and the older generation of monks are concerned about this issue.

Three days are coming in the blink of an eye, a heroic man is holding Zhan Tiange, his combat power is on the highest building of the eighth level of Chengxian, he is peerless, and he has a Lingyun aura that is proud of the world. He seemed to be a god of war, and that momentum alone was enough to crush the eternal blue sky.

Over the years, he has fought in the sky, no one can stop him, and his battle is full of power. He seems to be the brightest star in the universe, shining so brightly that his peers can't open their eyes.

Why hasn't Shen Shaoyang come yet, doesn't he dare to come? He must be afraid, the divine power of the battle against the will of heaven is enough to deter him. Everyone talked about each other.

The wind was cold, and the snow was flying all over the sky. An ordinary, ordinary teenager came from the heavy snow, clenched one hand into a fist, and kept coughing into his fist. He looked sick and pale.

When everyone saw Shen Shaoyang's appearance, the strong sense of longing suddenly weakened. Because Shen Shaoyang gives people the feeling that he is weak and can't help it.

Hum against the will of heaven in his hand Zhan Tiange turned, hitting an earth-shattering god, the snow flew over, flying all over the sky, and the eighth level of Chengxian was submerged. (To be continued......)