On the other side, Mu Xuefeng was struck by a sword in the chest, lying in a pool of blood and muttering: "Zihao, the Yunxiao Sect has been destroyed. Whether you want to take revenge or not depends on your conscience."
"Brother Zihao, where are you? If you don't come to save me, I will never see Zihan again." Zhong Zihan pushed his body to the limit and shouted while running away.
Lu Yang stood on the cliff, looking at the hundreds of strong men in front of him, and sighed: "I thought that Zihao would fall from the sky this time and save me from danger. Unexpectedly, I saw this wrong.
brother."
After that, he turned around resolutely and jumped into the abyss!
In a hazy secret realm, a beautiful figure dressed in white as snow embraced the guqin and said faintly: "Zihao, I have no choice but to make this choice. We are not destined to be together in this life. We will see you in the next life!"
"You brat, I saw that your talent was unparalleled and that your character was unparalleled. I taught you step by step for several years, and in the end I was driven to pieces because of you. I didn't expect you to be so cowardly!"
In another world where the sky is gray, an old man with white hair and a white beard in a gray robe has dull eyes and sighs softly.
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Similar scenes came one after another, and countless people familiar to Zhong Zihao appeared one after another, all of them blaming or scolding him for his shortcomings, causing him to suddenly let out an unwilling roar in his sleep.
"No...that's not the case!"
The next moment, Zhong Zihao suddenly woke up. However, as soon as he regained consciousness, he instinctively let out a heart-rending roar: "Ah..."
It turned out that what he had spent in the short period of time just now was a dream, and these nine bright beams of light that seemed harmless to humans and animals were attacking the mind of the person who was going through the tribulation.
As we all know, the mind is the most vulnerable part of a warrior. No matter how powerful or powerful a warrior is, there are always some unknown things deep in his heart that even he himself is unwilling to touch.
Because these things may be regrets in their hearts, things that frighten them, or existences that they don't know how to face.
If this emotion is amplified and faced by a warrior when his mind is at its most vulnerable, it will undoubtedly be the most cruel torture. If you are not careful, you may fall into it and be unable to wake up, leading to real death.
Although Zhong Zihao escaped by luck and was out of the dream now, he found that his body had begun to fester. It was unknown what kind of terrifying energy was contained in these nine light beams, which could actually turn the warrior's body into blood.
Strictly speaking, at this time, he only retained the appearance of a human body at most. Except for his internal organs and a pair of eyeballs, he was completely a humanoid skeleton.
"ah……"
Zhong Zihao yelled, and then his mind and soul fainted.
In fact, at this moment, he couldn't make any sound at all. His mind had just returned to reality from the dream, and he was still in a weak stage. How could he bear such pain. While he was enveloped by the light beam, everything that happened inside, the red in the distance,
The woman in the skirt and the shadow are also unknown.
I don't know how long it took, but when the internal organs in the humanoid skeleton were almost completely dead, a colorful glow suddenly burst out from the brain area.
There was only a little glow at first, but it soon bloomed, covering the entire range of the nine beams of light, and then shrunk, shrinking to the size of Zhong Zihao's corpse.
No one knew that at this moment, the Chaos Bead in his soul consciousness was spinning crazily. Every time it rotated, it would emit a piece of colorful divine light. These divine lights integrated into every part of his body and began to slowly repair his physical body.
The divine light gathered more and more, and gradually it became so dense that it could not be penetrated by sight, as if it had been woven into a giant human-shaped cocoon.
Time passed slowly, and at some point, even the nine beams of light seemed to be subdued by the divine light, and began to slowly pour energy into the giant cocoon.
It is strange to say that this time, the light beams transformed from the nine tribulation thunders not only landed at the same time, but also continued to illuminate the sky.
I don’t know how long time has passed, because this area of the sky is as bright as day, and it is impossible to distinguish between night and day.
One day, the nine beams of light suddenly dissipated, and the sky became dark again. The giant cocoon transformed by the colorful divine light also quietly shattered, revealing a slightly thin but muscular young figure inside.
The young man sat cross-legged, with a layer of faint light flowing all over his body. The light was in seven colors, exactly the same as the divine light before.
Suddenly, the young man opened his long-closed eyes, and two bright rays of light burst out from his eyes, bursting out from his pupils as deep as stars, streaking across the night sky like two shooting stars, and finally disappeared.
At the same time, the nine beams of light that had been withdrawn just now reappeared. However, this time, the aura they emitted was so strong that it frightened the world and made people have the urge to kneel down and worship!
Not long after, the nine light beams intertwined with each other and condensed into a majestic five-clawed golden dragon that looked down upon the world.
The golden dragon's body was shining with light, and its power was overwhelming. Its two huge pupils contained supreme majesty. It first glanced at Zhong Zihao below, then jumped out, soared up, and swam around in the sky.
After a while, the golden dragon returned to Zhong Zihao's head, slowly rose into the sky, stood proudly on the top of the sky, and then turned into a golden sun, hanging in the sky.
For some reason, the young man below suddenly had an illusion: the golden dragon seemed to be deeply attached to him and unwilling to leave.
That night, the Divine Origin Realm was shaken, and a golden sun suddenly appeared in the sky, shining brightly in all directions. Anyone who looked up could clearly see it for several hours!
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Deep in a heavily guarded mountain, an old man walked out of a secret room, looked at the sun in the sky solemnly, and murmured: "The vision has reappeared. Is the destined person finally going to appear?"
On the top of a cliff that towered into the sky, an old man with white hair and white beard looked like he was crazy. He sighed to the sky: "I have been looking forward to this day for so many years!"
The retreating ancestors of the major superpowers were also alerted. They stared at the sky for a long time and ordered: "Gather the strong men above the immortal realm to the meeting hall. I have something to announce!"
This is a secret place like a paradise. Even in late autumn, the birds are still singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the spirit of spring is still full.
When the five-clawed golden dragon took off, a young man in white stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up. Not far behind him stood an old man with a terrifying aura.
Even after the sun turned into a golden dragon disappeared, the young man in white still didn't turn around.
However, his voice has already sounded: "The golden dragon rises into the sky and shines brightly on the world. It seems that an unparalleled monster has appeared in the human race."
"Sir, do you need me to do something for you?" The old man with a terrifying aura bowed slightly to the young man, his voice was extremely respectful.
"Yes!" The young man in white nodded, "Let's find a way to find out who this evildoer is? However, without my order, don't act rashly, so as not to alert the enemy."
"Old slave, you obey!" The old man respectfully accepted the order.
"The test of the Hidden Dragon List is just like this. When will we meet the real monster of the human race?" The voice of the young man in white sounded, with a feeling of loneliness as if a master is lonely and his opponent is hard to find.