sword from heaven

Chapter 570 Palace Master
The smiles on the faces of the two women slowly faded.

They saw Song Yunge walking forward non-stop, striding forward amid wild laughter, gradually being submerged in the golden mist, and disappeared without a trace.

Wu Youxue looked at Leng Biluo worriedly.

Leng Biluo snorted: "It's useless to look at me, how can I stop him!...Wait a minute, he looks arrogant, but actually knows a lot in his heart!"

"Senior Sister, shouldn't I have come up with this idea?" Wu Youxue was up and down, looking at the golden mist, feeling inexplicably worried.

Leng Biluo said: "Even if you don't say it, he can figure it out, sooner or later, don't worry, he won't die so easily."

Wu Youxue hurriedly said angrily: "What's the matter with death, senior sister, don't talk nonsense."

Leng Biluo said angrily: "Okay, I'll shut up."

Wu Youxue knew that she had overreacted and was too sensitive, so she embarrassedly hugged Leng Biluo's arm and shook it.

Leng Biluo snorted, "If you're worried, practice hard, we've been holding him back."

This is the most intolerable of her.

She was originally the sect master of Tianji Sect, the number one expert in the world, the one who manipulated the world, how could she allow herself to be reduced to a burden?

She has been cultivating desperately, but it is a pity that she is far behind Song Yunge's speed of entry, and gradually feels a little bit desperate.

The more desperate you are, the harder you work.

"Yes..." Wu Youxue nodded slightly: "Senior Sister, let's practice here."

"Very good." Leng Biluo smiled.

The two women closed their eyes, and opened them again after a while, showing surprise.

They all realized that something was wrong, they couldn't feel the power, as if they were cut off from the world, they couldn't sense or absorb any power.

When they were hesitating, Song Yunge also reached the most critical moment.

As he walked in, he felt more and more dangerous, but he kept his head straight and moved forward. He had a strange intuition that he had to face the golden mist head-on.

As he walked out, figures gradually appeared in the golden mist, and they rushed towards him one after another.

The martial arts performed by these figures are different, all of them are mysterious, and all of them are fearless of death, regardless of the damage of the golden clothes.

Moreover, Jin Yi can't disperse them immediately, it just makes them fade a bit, and it takes more than ten consecutive times to disperse them.

And these dozens of attacks, he had to endure them abruptly.

The power they hit on his body would not dissipate. Although the golden clothes prevented the power from intruding into the body, the external force was still strong and was constantly consuming him.

He needs strength to keep himself from being knocked into the air, from being knocked down, and to maintain his high-speed movement from being surrounded by them.

But he also felt the mystery.

The dissipated golden mist did not directly turn into golden mist or disappear, but was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, leaving him with a memory in the end.

With the increase of memory, Song Yunge gradually got to know this world, knowing that this place is indeed a shrine.

And those gods didn't leave, or abandon this place and move to other places, but were swallowed by these golden mist.

And it wasn't the golden mist that was actively devouring, but the gods rushed in and were swallowed up, assimilating with the golden mist.

And these golden mist are not alien objects, but the souls of the gods after they died.

These souls condensed together and slowly condensed into a huge force, vaguely turning into a higher level and level of spirituality.

Song Yunge knew that this golden mist was the spirit of this shrine world.

He dealt with Jin Wu's attacks again and again, and the Myriad Soul Refining Talisman kept running, absorbing the defeated Jin Wu as his strength to strengthen himself.

If it weren't for the supplement of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, with his original strength, he might have been exhausted in an hour.

After several hours now, he is still full of energy, although his body is exhausted, he is still not weaker than before.

With the operation of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, his spiritual power became stronger and stronger. Later, he even turned the virtual into reality, and directly condensed a series of figures in the outside world, facing the figures condensed by the golden mist.

These figures were defeated by him before, and now they reappeared, their power is not inferior to the power of Jin Wu.

Song Yunge's confidence is getting stronger and stronger, he feels that he can win.

Jin Wu is like a giant, being bled slowly by himself. Although it is powerful, it has no power.

Jin Wu, who was so frightening, chose the right method, but the threat was so small, which was beyond his expectation.

The golden mist is getting thinner and thinner.

He went from outside to inside, hit back again, hit back again, back and forth, and finally even chased after Jin Wu.

The two women stared dumbfounded at his gradually clear figure, watching the endless golden mist slowly dissipate, become thinner, and disappear.

After the golden mist disappeared, what appeared before their eyes was white mist.

Song Yunge kept walking forward, getting farther and farther away from the shrine. After half an hour, he finally reached the tip of the shrine.

The flat land cast by the sacred stone finally reached the edge, and beyond the edge was the void, so he jumped.

The two women followed him all the time, seeing him jumping, they hurriedly ran to the end and looked down, and saw that Song Yunge had turned into a small black spot and was falling all the time.

"Go!" Leng Biluo said.

Holding hands, the two women also jumped down, chasing after Song Yunge.

Falling, falling, falling.

Finally, it fell to the front of the shrine and stepped on the square paved by the god stone.

"Weird." Song Yunge smiled and shook his head.

He thought it was just a platform, but he didn't expect it to be the whole world. The memory of the gods was right.

This is a world that doesn't look big, but is integrated into one.

And now he has become the master of this world.

He stretched out his palm, shook it lightly, and suddenly a golden mist poured out from his palm and turned into a ball.

This group of golden mist is condensed by the soul of the gods, and it can best restore the soul and vitality.

He has always thought that longevity is the most attractive, but now he has personally experienced the boredom and desperation of these gods.

Only then did I know that longevity is also a kind of torture.

But he will not give up the pursuit of longevity because of this.

Only those who have experienced the pain of longevity can say that longevity is a kind of torture, and those who cannot live forever are not qualified to say these things.

Anyway, if you are going to die, why don't you die after being tortured forever?

He looked at Wu Youxue, looked at it with a divine eye, then looked at Leng Biluo, and finally smiled.

Now that he finally has the power to control his destiny, even if the people around him die, he can be saved, completely saved.

Standing in the shrine, his mind was focused on the whole shrine, and then a strange change occurred in the shrine.

The original cracks were slowly healed, and the inverted golden pillars slowly stood up and returned to their original positions, while the dazzling golden light gradually dimmed, turning into purple gold, then white, and then moon white.

The whole hall becomes soft and elegant.

Song Yunge nodded in satisfaction.

Without the maintenance of the gods, this shrine has experienced hundreds of thousands of years, and gradually weakened. Now that I have become the master of the shrine, and I re-maintain it, it will regain its brilliance and no longer weaken.

So it is impossible for little auspicious day to get the god stone again.

Song Yunge stood at the gate of the shrine, sighed, and suddenly felt at a loss. Is this the feeling of being invincible?
I wonder if I can return to my original world, there are countless worlds in this world, how can I find my original world?
He felt that if he could live forever, it would be the best sustenance.

The whole book is finished.

(End of this chapter)