In Rucheng and at the foot of the Burial Mountain, there were literati shouting worriedly, but it was a pity that Feng Qingyan could not hear them.

But Feng Qingyan did not stop and slowly walked towards the top of the Gongyue Bridge of Time and Space.

The bridge of time and space vibrated even more violently.

People all over the world can see that there are layers of spatial patterns appearing in the sky, like layers of water patterns vibrating.

Very scary.

The connecting bridge reflected in the heavens was also shaking violently at this moment, scaring many monks back again and again.

"Is the connecting bridge going to collapse?"

"It's very possible that if it continues to fluctuate like this, it will definitely collapse!"

"It's strange. Why was the Jie Yin Bridge, which was fine before, so violently shaking now? And what happened after Jie Yin Bridge?"

Countless monks became worried.

After all, countless dead souls have walked on the bridge.

If the connecting bridge collapses, the souls on the bridge may not survive either.

Just when they thought the Jie Yin Bridge was about to collapse, the Jie Yin Bridge suddenly stopped shaking, leaving everyone looking at each other.

Although they didn't know that the connecting bridge suddenly stopped shaking, it was a good thing after all.

However, just when they were relieved, the connecting bridge began to vibrate again, and the vibration became more violent, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

Zhou Tianxia.

Countless literati looked up at the canonization on the bridge.

At this time, Feng Sheng stopped and walked on the Jie Yin Bridge, and stopped when the Jie Yin Bridge could no longer bear it. When the Jie Yin Bridge stopped shaking and recovered, he walked up again...

Every step he takes makes the whole world worried.

It was like my heart was in my throat.

The people outside the Jie Yin Bridge were also disturbed by Feng Qingyan's stop and go.

About half an hour later.

Feng Qingyan finally reached the highest point of the bridge.

The high point of the Jieyin Bridge happens to be the junction with the Jieyin Bridge that is reflected in the heavens. Therefore, when Feng Qingyan reached the highest point, he suddenly felt a distinctive aura, as if he himself

Standing outside the world.

And at this time.

Reflected at the end of the bridge connecting the heavens, a vague figure in white seemed to emerge, immediately attracting the attention of countless people.

At the end of the bridge, the figure in white seems to be behind the sky wall. Although it is blurry, its style is stunning and stunning.

"Is there anyone behind the bridge?"

"Who is this?"

"How do I feel that he is staring at the sky and the earth?"

At this moment, countless monks were shocked by the figure in white behind the bridge. That elegance was really indescribable.

I can only say that it is unparalleled in the world.

The most important thing.

The figure in white didn't look like a dead soul, but seemed to be a human being.

This makes the monks in the world even more confused. Isn't it true that only dead souls can walk on the bridge?

Then why are there people behind the bridge?

And it's so outstanding.

now.

Feng Qingyan stood at the highest point of the Jieyin Bridge, looking at time and space, the world, the heavens, and the scenery. As the saying goes, people stand on the bridge to look at the scenery. Those who cannot see the scenery can only look at the scenery under the bridge.

The world looks at you...

At this time, he seemed to be standing in the sky.

This is not his feeling, this is the feeling of the people in the world who are looking at him.

"This, is it the heavens?"

Feng Qingyan watched quietly, without much surprise on his face.

Because the heavens he saw were too blurry, like masses of flowing brilliance, and he could not see anything. However, he saw that there seemed to be countless connecting bridges reflected in the heavens, which was surprising.

He was somewhat surprised.

No wonder, in addition to the twelve wisps of gray mist, there are tens of billions or hundreds of billions of dead souls on the Jingyin Bridge.

It turns out that the souls of the dead come from the heavens.

but.

He couldn't understand why the bridge reflected in the sky?

This is a bit exaggerated and a bit scary.

If it is not terrifying, how can it reflect the heavens?

He couldn't believe it. This was really the bridge he had drawn. Or could it be said that there was a terrifying existence that used his own hands to draw the bridge?

Otherwise, how could it reflect the heavens?

Or is the Jie Yin Bridge itself so terrifying? If the Jie Yin Bridge is originally so scary, why does it appear in my mind?

It seems to be imagined by oneself, but is it really imagined by oneself?

Feng Qingyan began to doubt.

He stood still at the highest point, as if his grace penetrated endless time and space and appeared in the sky...

Countless people were stunned by the figure in white that appeared on the bridge.

"Who is the man in white?"

"Who is the figure in white standing on the bridge?"

"What is he looking at while standing on the bridge? And what kind of world is behind the bridge?"

At this moment, all the worlds are curious and want to find out whether the world behind the Bridge is as brilliant as the man in white.

The appearance of the man in white made many people yearn for the world behind the bridge.

And the beauty of white clothes on the bridge instantly fascinated thousands of girls from all over the world. They don’t care who you are, or whether you see it for the first time...

They only care about style!

Just look at the style!

now.

The elegance of the white clothes on the bridge is better than that of thousands of men in the world.

No one in the world can match it!

Countless girls fell into despair, looking at the beauty in white on the bridge, hoping that the beauty in white on the bridge would stand there forever...

You can see when you open your eyes, and you can appear in dreams when you close your eyes.

so.

The young talents of those worlds suddenly became jealous when they saw countless young girls prostrating themselves before the elegant figure in white clothes on the bridge...

So countless lovers broke up.

This is something Feng Qingyan could not have imagined.

Soon after, he came back from his thoughts and looked at the heavens again.

Although he wanted to go into the heavens and see what the worlds were like, he could not go any further.

If you force your way in, the bridge will eventually collapse completely.

But it is still impossible for him to enter the heavens.

And at this time.

A question suddenly occurred to him.

If tens of billions or hundreds of billions of dead souls on the Jingyin Bridge finally walked across the Jingyin Bridge and came to his world, would his world be able to bear it?

Moreover, this is only the first batch, and there will be more coming in the future.

It is impossible to bear so many dead souls...

Um?

At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The bridge connected the dead souls from the heavens to his world.
To be continued...