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In nothingness, only Lian Yang, a soul, exudes a faint light, floating in the endless darkness, only illuminating the surrounding area for a distance of less than three feet, sinking and floating, silently, only the dimming light tells him the time is passing.

There is only himself here, and he doesn't know how many years have passed.Gradually, Lian Yang's memory was no longer coherent, his mind was no longer clear, and he slept longer than he woke up.Gradually, Lian Yang's soul was as thin as smoke, like it would dissipate when the wind blows, and he never woke up again.

When he had a premonition of his disappearance, he seemed to see a path in front of him, with a dazzling light at the end.For Lian Yang, who hasn't seen the light for a long time, it is precious but also terrible. Maybe he will never come back after going out?

However, Lian Yang's soul walked along the path uncontrollably, as if something attracted him at the end, and voices that tempted him rang in his ears.There was Ji Han, there was the master, and there was the elder brother who was in charge, and the reassuring voice he was familiar with called his name affectionately one after another.

When he walked out following the sound, he found himself in a cold and dark place, so cold that his soul trembled. The darkness devoured his few thin souls like a soul-thirsty monster, and the inextricable bondage directly pulled him To the deepest part of hell.

What will be waiting for him?

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After Ji Han jumped off the Wanzhang cliff, he didn't find any trace of Lian Yang, but accidentally entered the hidden ruins.

There are many tests in the ruins, and there are nine deaths, breaking through one level and the next level, as if there is no end.

At the beginning, when he was free, he often took out the jade pillow and rested for a while, hoping to dream about the person he cared about and get a moment of peace.

But several months passed, not only did he not dream of Lian Yang, he even entered the dream of a strange person.It was a magic cultivator in the transformation stage, and his strength was far above that of Ji Han.

At first, the demon cultivator ignored Ji Han, but after meeting him several times, he suddenly felt strange and came forward to talk to him.

Ji Han knew there was a problem since the third time he saw him, but he never dared to make any movement, and dared not ask the original owner of the jade pillow what happened.He was afraid that if he asked, he would get the truth that made his heart hurt.

Moxiu approached and said, "Brother, you are really kind."

Ji Han suppressed the urge to twitch the corner of his mouth, and nodded slowly in agreement, as quiet as a chicken.

Moxiu was even more curious about Ji Han's existence, he already liked masculinity, Ji Han was handsome, tall and strong, obviously he liked him, so he spoke again: "Little brother looks good, do you have a Taoist companion? "

Ji Han was shocked by the other party's naked|naked eyes, and smiled wryly: "Yes, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time."

Moxiu leaned close to Ji Han's side, slender and strong fingers covered Ji Han's strong chest, licked his lips and said, "Brother can accompany you."

Ji Han complained in his heart: What brother, he must be an old monster.Being a grandpa is more than enough.

Moxiu has a handsome face, but he has a strange look, and those peach blossom eyes always seduce people's hearts.Enduring his nausea, Ji Han gently broke away from the other party, and said coldly: "My Taoist companion is the master of the jade pillow."

Moxiu covered his mouth and grinned, looked at Lian Yang charmingly, blinked his eyes and said, "Brother, are you just a jade pillow? I am your master now, and your Taoist companion, just serve me well." .”

Moxiu entangled him like a water snake, and was tickled by Ji Han's indifferent appearance. The more indifferent a person is, the more unscrupulous he is in his actions. The bed is full of enthusiasm, and the bed is extremely cold. The more so Moxiu looks like tearing apart Ji Han's current cold face.

Ji Han grabbed Moxiu's groping wrist, and said harshly, "What did you do to him!"

But Moxiu stopped talking, sticking to Ji Han's body, and then sticking to Ji Han's body, drooling at the strong chest and abdominal muscles.

Ji Han felt that the danger around him was approaching, so he stopped entangled with this demon cultivator, left the dreamland, and started a new round of fierce battle, until he broke through the checkpoint before he had time to sort out his thoughts.

Moxiu liked Ji Han quite a bit. When he saw Ji Han again in his dream, he leaned over with a face full of surprise and asked him why he disappeared.

Ji Han just asked one sentence repeatedly: "How is the previous owner of the jade pillow?"

Moxiu was bored, so he said viciously: "It's not good, you're dead."

At that moment, Ji Han felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, shivering from the cold, unable to speak a word.

Seeing his pale face, Moxiu continued maliciously: "He is also quite capable. A monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can break through the dungeon and escape with a group of sacrifices. It's a pity that our Demon Lord is only a divine consciousness." After a moment of coercion, they all fell limply to the ground, and none of them could escape. In the end, they were all thrown into the iron furnace as fertilizer to refine the most magical treasure."

Ji Han just stood there quietly, not knowing if he listened to Moxiu's words, and he didn't wake up from the danger until the next checkpoint came again.

From then on, the jade pillow was stuffed into a storage bag and never appeared again.

He knew very well that his strength was not enough to hurt Moxiu, let alone shake the Demon Lord in Moxiu's mouth.I am just a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, how to fight against the magic cultivators of the transformation stage, how to fight with the monks of the Void Refinement stage, I just laugh at other people's front teeth when I say it.

Ji Han concentrates on training, earnestly clears the customs, and repeats that there are only two things in this world that are worth doing for him.I don't know how long I stayed in this ruins, I just feel that the years are rushing, year after year, Ji Han's shiny black hair has become as pale as snow.

Ji Han suddenly thought of Lian Yang, and remembered that when he met him after a coma, he said that he was a thousand-year-old demon, but he didn't expect that he seemed to be this thousand-year-old demon as well.

When Ji Han came to an ancient and majestic hall, he realized that he really wanted to blow up the machine, and there was no next level.

In the center of the main hall is a pitch-black square stone platform about two meters high, on which lies a golden key, about the size of a palm.Around the stone platform are five golden pillars of the same height, each of which is coiled with a lifelike golden dragon, soaring to the sky. Each dragon's mouth contains large round beads of various colors, blue, red, yellow, green and gold, a total of five colors, symbolizing The five elements of water, fire, earth, wood and gold.

Ji Han walked forward slowly, walking in front of the stone platform, and the five balls rose up by themselves, slowly rotating around the stone platform, and the speed became faster and faster, until there was only an afterimage left.

Ji Han's white hair was blown back, and even his clothes were grinning, but his face was still cold, as if nothing could move him.

The five colored beads finally condensed into a large silver-white bead, hanging above the golden key, floating quietly like this, as if waiting for the person in front of you to pick it up and take it away.

Ji Han holds the ball in his left hand and the key in his right, taking them away at the same time.

Suddenly the hall shook, and the beams collapsed, but they all bounced away a foot away from Ji Han.

Ji Han stands on the top of the pale mountain, looking down at the vast plain below, there are birds chirping crisply, and animals are playing and chasing.He clearly felt that every flower and grass on this land, every sand and stone, was under his control.

Ji Han raised his palm, a rushing river appeared on the plain of the earth, and a majestic and beautiful hall rose from the ground, which was obviously exactly the same as the sleeping hall built in Lianyang on Taiji Mountain.A lush bamboo forest then sprouted branches and leaves from the ground, just like the arrival of spring, everywhere is full of vitality.

Ji Han clasped his palm, and the rushing river was frozen in an instant, even with spray.The plain has turned into a vast snow field, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

This scene reminded Ji Han of his longing for Lian Yang.Recalling that in the dream, Lian Yang once turned the clouds and rains like this, making the earth full of spring at one time, and making it icy cold at another time.

It's just that I didn't expect that I did it, but it wasn't in a dream, but in this world, in this hidden ruins.

Yes, he is already the owner of this ruins. Turning his hands is a cloud, turning his hands is rain, and turning mountains and seas is just a thought.

However, the person he wanted to share with is no longer alive...

By the time Ji Han came out of the secret realm, ten years had passed.

In ten years, for the Nascent Soul cultivator, many monks who entered the ancient ruins were still standing still, with little progress in their cultivation.When they met Ji Han, almost all of them lost their teeth in shock, and their eyeballs almost protruded and fell to the ground.

Damn!This person, isn't this a person!

The speed of cultivation is simply too monstrous!It didn't take long to be promoted to Nascent Soul, and decades was really too short for them!But Ji Han actually rose to another level, jumping to the stage of transforming gods!

It's rare to conceive a baby at the age of one hundred. If you enter the stage of transformation before the age of two hundred, it can only be said that it is against the sky. I am afraid that you will be able to ascend at the age of four or five hundred, right?

Since ancient times, almost all the monks who tried or succeeded in ascension were old monsters who had lived for thousands of years. There was no one like Ji Han before or since!

The ambush soldiers sent by the Mozun have been waiting here for ten years. Without orders, none of them can leave their posts without permission. Once they are discovered, they will all be executed.

When Ji Han came out of the hidden ruins, the ambush soldiers immediately surrounded him and sent people to report to the Demon Lord.However, whether it was the besieger or the person preparing to tip off the news, Ji Han killed him before he could run far.

The Mozun, who was hundreds of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ji Han's location, as if there was something he longed for most, he licked his lips greedily, and disappeared in place the next moment.

He couldn't wait any longer, he just wanted to take a closer look at the aptitude and cultivation level of the body that was about to be taken away by him.

Ji Han felt a strong coercion rushing towards him, full of greed and darkness, making people extremely depressing.

Ji Han narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cheetah lurking in the grass, ready to attack at any moment, looking at the familiar figure not far away.

"Congratulations, you have made another breakthrough."

Ji Han looked vigilantly at the handsome man standing in the distance. The dangerous aura emanating from the other person made it clear that the person who came was not good.

Ji Han replied coldly: "Thank you, but I don't know you."

The man in a black and gorgeous robe licked his lips happily, "Don't you know me now? By the way, I will introduce someone to you. You must know him."

After all, a person appeared out of nowhere behind him, with a familiar face and an unfamiliar breath, surrounded by black air.