What is the sixth-grade immortal emperor? At this moment, Li Shaoyang is clearly like a mortal.

When he raised his head, his face was bruised and swollen, and his skin was broken and bloody, which made him even more shocking.

"hateful."

The scorching pain on his face made Li Shaoyang feel refreshed.

He punched the ground beside him angrily, and murmured like a beast's roar.

"When did I, Li Shaoyang, have been so embarrassed since I left Fangjia Village?"

Frustration, powerlessness, and deep humiliation.

These feelings were like a volcano suddenly surged out from the depths of Li Shaoyang's heart.

The irresistible agitation was actually the "tears" that had hit the impact deep in Li Shaoyang's heart, trembling.

But when I saw tears, a cool breath suddenly flowed out, permeating the heart, flowing all over my body, and then dissipating silently.

Li Shaoyang suddenly felt shocked again.

It seemed that there was a force that suppressed the setbacks, weakness and humiliation, which made him suddenly feel a little more energetic.

Deep in my heart, there seemed to be an inexplicable voice that inspired him, telling him to get up and run, and continue running. The finish line is almost here and the finish line is not far away.

The voice is very weak, but extremely firm.

It seemed as if it had magic, which suddenly dispelled Li Shaoyang's fatigue.

Get up from the ground, wipe off the blood from the corner of your mouth, and continue running.

This run, unknowingly, was another ten years.

Li Shaoyang has been running all day and all day for ten years.

I don't know how many times I fell down because of fatigue, and how many times I stand up again because of the inexplicable voice deep in my heart

Get up from the stumble and persevere in the suffering.

Twenty years of running finally gave Li Shaoyang a trace of enlightenment.

He felt that the pale road he was running was a life path.

It is turning him a dignified sixth-grade immortal emperor into a mortal, and then testing him and his limits of his will.

It was this precious insight that allowed Li Shaoyang to dispel his inner frustration and humiliation.

Even after the inspirational voice suddenly disappeared for no reason, he never noticed it.

He began to truly regard the end of this pale road as a belief, and used the belief he set for himself to turn it into the motivation and motivation for persistence.

He will still be tired and will still fall because he can't bear the fatigue.

But after falling down, he took a short rest and would get up and continue running.

He began to selectively forget the interpretation of the fairy world outside the Peerless Frost and Snow Gate, and forgot the pilgrimage disaster.

To him, nothing matters.

What's important is that he is going to run to the end of this pale road.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, fifty years, and hundred years, I have just been quietly spent.

Li Shaoyang was still suffering, but he was suffering, and he was suffering hard, like a pupa, breaking out of his cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

Deep in his heart, those kind powers became condensed.

As Li Shaoyang persisted again and again, he silently condensed into a shining rock.

It is shaped like a heart, deep in the heart, and even more so in the heart.

It emits a light of fluorescent light, which seems to be weak, but it seems to represent the most firm force in the world.

A stream of power, no great catastrophe of annihilation, can wipe it away.

No setback or humiliation can corrupt it.

It is not a technique, nor a law, nor a weapon that can be used to crush people and kill people, but it is enough to withstand the strongest setbacks and the strongest spiritual storm in the world.

It is, the holy heart of the eternal.

It and tears are suspended in the depths of Li Shaoyang's heart, becoming two peerless treasures deep in Li Shaoyang's heart.

At the moment when the eternal holy heart condensed, Li Shaoyang paused and ran.

This time, it was not because of fatigue, but because of Li Shaoyang himself paused.

At this moment, when looking at him again, it looks no longer as ostentatious as before. It makes people feel that he is domineering at first sight, as if his cultivation aura has not changed much.

But when he looked closely, he was calm, with a strong gaze, and a strong temperament, as if he had been trained and refined thousands of times, as if there was no power in the world to defeat him and make him surrender.

This is the power of the eternal holy heart.

The power of the heart is infinite.

At this moment, a hint of arrogance flashed through Li Shaoyang's heart.

There is no immortal emperor in the world who has such an opportunity as him. He only took a hundred years to experience a terrifying torture and then tempered the terrifying eternal holy heart.

In fact, Li Shaoyang has made a profit and made a lot of money after running without knowing his purpose for a hundred years.

Even Li Shaoyang could not have imagined how great the role he played in this accidental tempering, the eternal holy heart, would have played in the aftermath.

At this time, Li Shaoyang thought nothing, his eyes only stared ahead, and his belief was not shaken at all.

He said confidently: "No matter where your end is, I will run to the end. Even if I spend ten thousand years or even ten million years of time, what if I spend it?"

Li Shaoyang took another step.

However, this time, just as he moved his steps, the road in front of him was strangely shortened, and a hint of blue color appeared. The paleness around him also made a ray of colorful light appear for no reason, and then spread around him.

Li Shaoyang stopped in surprise.

Gradually, the pale in front gradually turned into a colorful world.

Suddenly, the paleness was lost.

Looking back, the pale road that had disappeared has actually returned and turned into a colorful road.

Not far away, there is a door.

Outside the door, a familiar smell came clearly, which was the smell of Yongxian Realm.

Li Shaoyang looked happy. He knew that as long as he turned around, he could easily walk out of that door and return to Yongxian Realm.

And Bai Shuangxue’s agreement with him will end with his victory, and Bai Shuangxue and Wangyou Xian Kingdom will belong to him.

But, he didn't go out immediately.

Because he had been suffering for a hundred years in front of him, his belief and the end of the pale road were already in front of him, and he had to take a look no matter what.

This look shocked Li Shaoyang.

There was a mirror that appeared there at some time. The mirror was colorful, but it exuded the smell of the original continent that the body was familiar with in the past life.

In fact, along the way, everything that this physical body has experienced has long been Li Shaoyang, and has merged with Li Shaoyang who has reincarnated through the Great Dao Soul Stone.

Only Li Shaoyang knew that he was him, and he was the former Li Shaoyang.

Perhaps, only when all the paths of reincarnation and cultivation end and when he returns to his deity can he truly leave this world and all the memories of this body.

This physical master was actually born in the original continent and can be regarded as an indigenous person of the original continent.

Now that memory has long awakened, Li Shaoyang is extremely familiar with the breath of the original continent.

Facing a mirror with the breath of the original continent up and down, Li Shaoyang's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The mirror in front of him really evokes his memories of the original continent very fiercely.

He subconsciously approached, stared at the mirror, and stared blankly for more than half an hour.

Many times I dreamed of returning to the original continent to resolve the hatred for the ages, but when I woke up, I found that he was still outside the original continent.

One inside and one outside is actually only a gate, but it is a distance between the ends of the world and boundless.

Except for remembering that the Great Saint of Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-Death-De

Until I woke up in my dream, Li Shaoyang's hand had been raised half a foot high, and he had to touch the mirror without realizing it.

"Brother Li."

Suddenly, Bai Shuangxue's voice came from behind.

Li Shaoyang paused, withdrew his hand and turned around.

At some point, Bai Frostxue walked into the peerless Frostxue Gate.

In Li Shaoyang's opinion, this is normal.

No matter how difficult it is to control the Peerless Frost and Snow Gate, it belongs to Bai Frost and Snow. He can easily know what happened in the Peerless Frost and Snow Gate.

So, it is not surprising that Bai Shuangxue comes in at this time.

He didn't know that at this moment, Bai Shuangxue was really turbulent in her heart, like the waves that have been rolling up and down, up and down, peaks and troughs, fluctuating continuously.
To be continued...