The First Immortal of the Heavens

Destroying the world, half-immortal and half-devil, like crying and laughing, obviously had a great influence on Bing Yuyan.

After getting rid of it, she still felt a little bit, pondering for a long time, still couldn't help but sit down on the spot and make a self-adjustment.

She cut off contact with the outside world like a retreat.

Zhang Yang was speechless, and retreating in this place was too lame, and he could only endure it.

He did not look at the surrounding graves to prevent himself from being affected. With Bing Yuyan in a closed state, both of them would be in danger. He tried his best to observe Bing Yuyan, hoping that she would not be affected again.

In fact, Bing Yuyan is in very good condition this time, without any unusual performance.

After a day of retreat, snow and thunder and lightning surged through her body. The two were a more perfect fusion, just like half a fairy, half a devil and a body.

The effect of this is that the sacred body of the ice jade face is once again improved.

Zhang Yang looked surprised.

"It stands to reason that it is the first time to obtain the Eucharist through the inheritance of Lei Dao, which is equivalent to the Eucharist quality of entering the realm of a saint, that is, the Eucharist at the early stage of Shanglingxiao.

"The retreat in Qingque Palace for so long, a further step, is equivalent to the sacrament of the saint in the middle of the upper Lingxiao period."

"Now that we go one step further, isn't it the sacrament of the Great Saint of the Upper High Realm? Such sacrament, only the combat power it brings, is enough to double the combat power of the Great Beauty again, or even double it."

He touched his chin and said playfully: "Isn't this really capable of challenging the weakest saint? It was definitely defeated before, but it is never easy to lose. Now it is even possible to win."

"Tsk tsk, is it possible that the first person who has challenged the saints and won in the eternal night will be a great beauty?"

"It doesn't seem to be great, it should be mine."

"I've been thinking about raging on the saints in great quantities, this is going to be preempted."

The problem is that Zhang Yang is not annoyed, and even very happy.

Not only because she is Bing Yuyan, but also because he knows that the vast world today is really quietly changing because of him.

All the impossibility after Eternal Night is becoming possible.

He wants to personally create the world's number one saint, Shaku Shinichi.

So, what's the point of creating a world's No. 1 Boundless Boundlessness?

The last is his strong rise.

The three seem to be walking side by side. To a certain extent, it is equivalent to constantly destroying Yong Yetian’s various restrictions. It is undoubtedly destroying the rules of Yong Yetian’s Dao, so in the end, it is really necessary to break the Yong Yetian Sometimes, it may be leading a group of people, not alone.

The more Zhang Yang thinks about it, the more feasible it becomes.

He immediately sat awkwardly across from Bing Yuyan, also inspiring his own killing holy thunder, combined with the thunder and lightning in the flying snowflakes, giving Bing Yuyan support, allowing her to grow more rapidly in Thunder Road.

As a result, Bing Yuyan's retreat time was extended.

It took five full days before she ended her retreat.

When she woke up, her beautiful face bloomed with a smile that made this dark and cold place bright and warm. She smiled so beautifully and contagiously. It was a smile from the heart.

Zhang Yang asked: "How much is the improvement?"

Bing Yuyan pursed his lips: "I won't tell you."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes.

"However, I feel even more connected with the half-immortal, half-devil, that destroys the world." Bing Yuyan spoke again, but Zhang Yang was inexplicably uneasy. Why is this matter again, just listen to her continue. Said: "I see, what is buried in that tomb is a grievance, not a truly destroyed world."

Bury a resentment!

Zhang Yang subconsciously wants to see it.

Snapped!

He slapped his **** and stared at pain.

Bing Yuyan proudly said, "This is for your good."

"Female hooligan." Zhang Yang pouted, "If you want to take advantage, just say it."

Bing Yuyan said disdainfully: "This goddess will take advantage of men? Just kidding, this goddess is Bing Qingyujie, slap you, her hands are dirty and need to be washed."

Zhang Yang was furious and wanted to fight back.

After the two of them frolicked for a while, the wind came, and the cold feeling awakened them all at once. This is the cemetery of Random Demons.

They are still in great danger.

They are all a little scared.

Leaving as soon as possible is the right way.

They didn't look at each other, they stretched out their hands naturally, shook them together, and then their fingers turned and turned into ten fingers clasped together. No one looked at each other and moved forward together.

Only Zhang Yang muttered, "I am here to protect you. Don't think that my advantage can be taken by you."

Bingyu wanted to beat him up with an anguish.

They move forward.

The next dozen tombs are all intact.

At best, some tombs bring inexplicable tremendous pressure, some tombs have a cold wind spinning on them, and some tombs have illusory fire beating on the surface.

In short, there is no peace.

The way forward.

Soon, a tomb in front of it appeared strange, and the tombstone in front of the tomb was actually cracked, showing a weirdness, like a cracked tomb, making people feel a strong urge to see it.

This time, they learned well.

Gritting their teeth, exerting strength, restraint, don't look, and never change direction, just straight forward.

This is like an inner temper, every step is so difficult.

There were previous experiences, and they were also people with strong will. They actually carried it over for life, and really walked through, without turning their heads to look at them, and they didn't even look at them.

A few steps seemingly simple, the two of them feel as if they have lived through the years, and they have experienced the feeling of life and death together, their eyes facing each other, there is indescribable joy and excitement.

They move on.

After six or seven tombs, a tomb with cracks appeared again.

This time they continued to move forward according to their previous practice, not looking, and resolutely resisting.

However, there was still a desolate voice from the grave.

"Life is ending, the world is ruining, the cry of the great road disrupts my path to eternal life, at the end of reincarnation, there is a long song, listen, it is a world wailing."

Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan heard a vague scene before their eyes, as if a great terror was born in their hearts.

This time, they clasped their hands tightly, with sweat in the palms of their hands, which vigorously urged their own thunder and kendo powers, and suppressed their own hearts. In the end, they even blended with each other into one power, supporting them to resist that. The sound brought the urge to explore the depths of the soul.

After all, they broke through.

This time, the two looked at each other, but they were sweaty, and their faces were full of shocked expressions. There was sweat coming out of the hands they clenched, and then they burst into sunny smiles, and the eyes There is something else flowing.

Maybe it was an illusion, maybe that was the case, they actually gave birth to the impulse that they trusted each other the most, they could give their lives to each other, and they were born together.

With this strange feeling, they continue to move forward.

Finally there was light ahead.

It's almost the end of the tomb of Random Demon.

At this time, a very ordinary tomb had to pass by, but it was just such an ordinary tomb without any abnormalities that made Zhang Yang's heart tremble.

As if being drawn, he just glanced, thinking that there was nothing, but he couldn't look away anymore.

Because the intact tomb became transparent, a lotus flower appeared inside, and a woman was lying in the lotus.

It's a demon!