Along the way, there are only a few stars of life, there are many suitable stars for living, and there are no creatures on it.

Walking through the starry sea, An Qisheng's mind shines on the void. Wherever he passes, the divine light is brilliant, and he dies to experience the changes in the starry sea.

Similarly, we are also pursuing the "Heaven" in the dark.

More than a thousand years ago, he offered sacrifices to the heavens in this world with his request, and sent the future end of the world that he saw. The heaven and earth seemed to have changed, and his inspiration was revived, and his Taoist connotation was obvious.

But what is really different from ordinary people is that An Qisheng only saw Qi Cang.

Compared to the corner he saw in the future, Qi Cang was obviously insignificant. Even if all the memories in his mind were known to everyone, it was meaningless.

Crossing the starry sky is to perceive the aura of civilization in this world, and also to look for the "Heaven" in this world.

Huh ~

This is a desolate and dilapidated void, which seems even more deadly than other places. The stars are broken, and only one planet is floating alone.

"That person is..."

At some point, the divine light shone into this space, awakening the sleeping existence among the stars. The divine light was like a rainbow bridge, poking out from the void.

Like a formation platform, it is like a domain gate, stretching for thousands or tens of thousands of miles. The divine light on it is like a waterfall, thousands of auspicious colors, and endless inspirations roll into many strange phenomena.

In a vague way, someone can be seen walking on the rainbow bridge and walking through the void.

"Supreme?!"

The will first shook. Although this aura was extremely powerful and grand, it seemed to transcend the scope of the title of king.

"Not yet."

The subtle fluctuations of will then become violent, and a powerful will seemed to capture his question and answered shockably.

"Who are you?"

This will seems to have been sleeping for too long and has not come back to its senses.

"Yuanyang."

Above the rainbow bridge, An Qisheng stopped and his eyes fell, reflecting the will on the planet, as if he was looking at the three realms, nothing could escape:

"The cultivation of the past and present is not only the gate of eternal life."

"Yuanyang?Yuanyang......Is this kind of person born before the world has really changed? "

Accompanied by a roar of surprise, an old and short old woman appeared in the starry sky, facing the divine light, her figure was a little unstable:

"It is human nature to seek existence, and there is nothing strange about it."

Xing Lu?

Sun En's pupils shrank, and he was a little surprised. He had also heard of this name. It is said that he was a genius in recent years.

Have you ever competed with the Supreme Guanglong who had never achieved enlightenment, and don’t want to be alive?

"Old 'Xing Lu', fellow Taoist is here, I don't know what's going on?"

Xing Lu's heart was shocked, but she was also afraid. The person who came from afar made her feel like she was facing a great enemy.

Even if he is old and weak, it can be seen how powerful this person is. He is so powerful that he can achieve such a state in this era, and his talent is simply earth-shaking.

"I think of moving very quietly, traveling in the sea of ​​stars, and I accidentally remembered that you are escaping from here, so I took a look."

An Qisheng glanced at her indifferently:

"By the way, say something for someone, you don't have to wait for him."

The old woman is hunched and her pale hair cannot cover the ravines of time on her face, but it can be vaguely seen that her appearance must be peerless when she is young.

In fact, this female cultivator is the most famous female cultivator in recent years. She has competed with Guanglong and is not a weak person.

What made her known to the world was that she had been pursuing Guanglong all her life, and there seemed to be a great friendship between the two.

"Don't wait...Who is someone you are talking about?!"

With a plain wave, the old woman's figure became more and more unstable. Her powerful will fluctuated one after another in the starry sky, losing her compulsiveness.

Sun En secretly smacked his tongue, feeling that the rumors were probably true. The female cultivator had already admired Guanglong deeply, otherwise she would not have been so excited after tens of thousands of years.

"His surname is Pang."

There was a hint of pity and pity in An Qisheng's eyes.

Pang Wanyang is the only one who is the only one who is the Tao, and he has no feelings in his heart, let alone the relationship between men and women. This female cultivator has finally made a mistake.

"Pang, Pang, Pang!"

The stars suddenly exploded, and the divine light burst out, like fireworks blooming. The old woman stepped out and climbed into the starry sky. Her eyes that seemed to be wet with tears were staring at An Qisheng:

"He, where is he?!"

He really knows!

Except for a few people, no one knows that his surname is Pang!

"He won't be back."

An Qisheng responded softly.

This female cultivator was too miserable. In fact, these words were not explained by Pang Wanyang, but that he had seen this female cultivator stick to her and came up with her intention when he fell in love with her dream.

Perhaps Pang Wanyang never knew it from beginning to end, or he didn't care whether anyone admired him...

"Impossible?! How could he die?!"

The old woman's long gray hair danced like a sword in the sky, and her powerful aura shattered a large area of ​​starry sky, and her divine intention swept across, spreading to the galaxy that was so far away:

"The emperors of ancient and modern times are not as tall as him. I can survive. Why can't he? How could he die? You lied to me!!"

The will sound too shrill, shaking the void, making people cry when they hear it.

Sun En was a little scared. In this will, he felt the emotional fluctuations that the female cultivator in front of him were so profound that he could not imagine.

Extremely violent.

But the next moment, her will calmed down and she heard An Qisheng's rhetoric question:

"Will he be willing to survive?"

The boiling of will comes to an abrupt end.

The female cultivator froze in the void, and her breath suddenly fell to the bottom. Finally, her body shook a little: "Yes, a proud person like him, how could a person like him be willing to do this?

I was wrong, I was wrong..."

The female cultivator seemed to have encountered an unprecedented blow, and even felt a sense of despair. It seemed that the light of her will was about to be extinguished in the next moment:

"He's really dead..."

"well."

An Qisheng had no interest in the relationship between men and women. At this time, he was moved by this scene. Seeing that he was in a tendency to die by himself, he had to speak:
Chapter completed!