Eternal Demon King

Tianhuang Mountain is a famous dangerous place in the East Sea Immortal Domain.

Dongming Xianyu, located in the east of Xianyu, is a small fairyland in the east of Xianyu. It is about the size of Zhenwu Xianyu. Although emperors were born in the ancient times, they are now respected by Xianwang and cultivated as The highest is the pinnacle of the Immortal King.

This morning, the sky was bright.

Two figures descended from the sky and came to the depths of Tianhuang Mountain.

The two, a man and a woman, the man was dressed in white like snow, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with an extraordinary bearing, the woman's long skirt fluttered, the flowery appearance was beautiful, and the temperament was dusty, who were not Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan?

The two stood embracing each other, standing on a certain mountain peak, like a pair of beautiful people, with unparalleled demeanor.

"This place is not bad, is your husband planning to transcend tribulation here?"

Wu Lingyan asked with a smile, this day, the barren mountains are inaccessible, the mountains are steep, all kinds of powerful immortal beasts are dormant, and there is no cultivation of the Immortal King Realm.

"Well, this time, I need Yan'er to protect the law for me."

Yang Xuan nodded and smiled. He chose to survive the calamity here because he saw that Tianhuang Mountain would not be disturbed. As for the ferocious beasts in the mountains, as long as they were not disturbed, they would not cause any trouble.

"With me here, my husband just needs to be at ease and pass the calamity."

Wu Lingyan said, she is also an immortal monarch. Although her strength is far less than Yang Xuan, she is confident that she can fight against ordinary immortal saints.

"There is a magic rune here, you should hold it. If you encounter any danger, you will crush this rune."

"This is……?"

"This is the life-saving talisman left to me by my master Yandi. It's not a critical juncture. Even I don't want to use it. I just hope that I won't use it this time."

"Don't worry, husband, there should be nothing wrong."

...

The calamity was a big deal, and Yang Xuan didn't dare to ignore it. Soon, he and Wu Lingyan found a valley in the mountains. The valley was surrounded by mountains, and there were only some low-level fairy beasts in it.

Yang Xuan didn't start killing. After driving out these immortal beasts, he took out the swallowing cauldron and placed it outside a cave deep in the valley. .

After half an hour, everything was ready before he started to transcend the calamity.

Wu Lingyan didn't speak any more at this moment, but found a place not far away to sit down and looked at him quietly.

There are several night pearls on the top wall of the cave, so it does not appear dim. Under the light of the night pearls, Wu Lingyan can also clearly see Yang Xuan's handsome and serious face, and gradually can't help but look crazy.

This is her husband, and the two will be with each other for the rest of their lives.

Yang Xuan sat cross-legged, and his heart was calm, but this peace did not last long, and was broken by many illusions, but illusions were illusions after all, no matter how real, it could not shake his Dao heart at all.

His Dao Heart is unbreakable, and the mere illusion will only make his Dao Heart stronger for him.

"boom!"

I don't know how long it took, all the illusions disappeared, and then Yang Xuan only felt a shock, and then the soul came to a mysterious space full of mist.

I don't know how big this space is, it seems to be endless. Yang Xuan looked up and saw a mysterious bridge faintly appearing in the depths of the fog.

The bridge of God, built on a dark abyss, is a million feet long, with all kinds of brilliance circulating throughout the body, like a huge rainbow bridge, giving people a beautiful feeling.

"Lost Bridge!"

Yang Xuan squinted, knowing that it is undoubtedly the Lost Bridge. This divine bridge is related to each person's past experience, so it will show different colors.

"I came from the Nether and have gone through too many things, so the bridge of the lost is colorful."

Yang Xuan said to himself, his expression was a little dignified. The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are. He could also see that this lost bridge was never easy to cross.

If one is not good, you will have to fall into the endless abyss, sink forever, and never recover.

"As expected of the lost catastrophe that only immortal monks have, this is far more terrifying than any kind of inner demon catastrophe."

In addition to his emotions, Yang Xuan was not afraid of this. He took a deep breath, and then resolutely stepped forward, walking towards the distant Shenqiao step by step.

Along the way, there were mists that blocked his eyes and confused his mind, making it difficult to discern the direction, but it couldn't stop him in the slightest.

His heart is like a mirror, his steps are firm and powerful, and he sees the fog as nothing. After about a stick of incense, he successfully came to the outside of the bridge. He only needs to take one step forward to board the bridge and pass the calamity of loss. .

"The way of heaven, what is lost is more than what is lacking, and the way of man, when what is lost is more than enough."

Outside the Shenqiao, Yang Xuan first took a Taiqing Pill presented by Yuxuzi, and then silently recited the first two paragraphs of the Taoist scriptures, which are also the scriptures he has mastered so far. More and more peaceful.

Time passed, and after half a day, he finally set foot on the bridge of God. With the power of the Taoist scriptures, he had the confidence to cross this bridge and break into the other side.

But at the moment when he boarded the bridge of God, he found that he still underestimated the lost catastrophe.

The so-called "lost catastrophe", the horror lies in the word "lost". Standing on the bridge of God, his five senses and spiritual senses have been completely deprived. He can only see colorful fog in his eyes. This fog is completely different from the fog outside the bridge. .

In an instant, he suddenly returned to his previous life, and suddenly he came to the Yang family where he lived when he was a child. All kinds of things in the past, but everything he had experienced, came to mind one by one. If it wasn't for his strong spirit, he would have already lost his mind and it would be difficult to get lost. extricated.

"The bridge of the heart is difficult to cross, turn back to the shore, go back..."

In the dark, more strange voices came, one after another, causing illusions in his mind, and his thoughts were even more chaotic. This is the lost catastrophe that must be passed between Xianjun and Xiansheng.

Only by passing through this calamity can we overcome the falsehood and enter the realm of immortal saints.

"Go back? Where can I go back?"

Yang Xuan asked himself repeatedly, and after a long time, a light flashed in his eyes leisurely, and said, "If you have a bridge, you can cross people, but how can you go back to the shore? No matter whether the other end of the bridge is a sea of ​​swords and flames, or Jiuyou Purgatory, I will also not afraid."

Although the five senses have been lost, Yang Xuan still thinks in his heart. He is not affected by the illusion in his mind, and he will not lose his direction.

A real powerhouse does not depend on how high his cultivation is, but how strong his heart is. If Yang Xuan can figure this out, he has the foundation to become a powerhouse.

"Crossing this bridge is the other side of the heart!"

At this moment, he was no longer confused, and walked away with both feet on the bridge. This walk has been half a month, but he has never been able to reach the other side, and has been wandering on the bridge.

"How is this going?!"

Yang Xuan frowned, although he was not fast, but after walking for half a month, how can he cross this bridge and lead to the other side?