Chapter 1305

The ninth bridge is sacred and full of awe for all sentient beings in Xiangang mainland. Since ancient times, only four people have been able to take this step!

Among the four, one is the Lord of the Xiangang continent, and the other three are the strongest three great gods.

But now, there is one more person!

At the same time, the eleventh Yang on the Xiangang continent was shining again in an instant, dazzling, as if to envelop the whole world in its light.

In this dazzling place, wangbaole, standing at the end of the ninth bridge, showed his fine light in his eyes. He felt the resistance in front of him, and felt that his body seemed to be solidified, so he could not continue to take steps.

It seems... His road to heaven will stop here.

"I won't stop here!" Wang Baole whispered softly and slowly raised his head. The light in his eyes suddenly changed at this moment. A faint light was in his pupils, like a drop of ink falling into the water, melting rapidly and rendering eight directions.

In an instant, his eyes turned black directly, and a breath of death spread from him. At the same time, because of the strange smell, Wang Baole standing there looked like a corpse instead of a living person!

The breath of death rolled again, and the black fog spread from the sweat pores of Wang Baole's whole body. The rapid spread spread around him, with decay and death. This is... Wang Baole's way of hell!

At this moment, all the masters of Wang Baole's eyes showed waves of varying degrees, because in the black fog, in the sky on the ninth bridge, a huge statue came together impressively!

This statue... Is exactly the same as Wang Baole, except that he is dressed in black and his face is cold. It seems that there is no emotion contained in it. Holding a book in one hand, it seems that the book controls the death in the world. From a distance, it is full of unknown meaning.

"The incarnation of the way of death!"

"According to the legend, after mastering the way of death and becoming one of the sources, you can incarnate... Lord Ming!"

"Is this... The body of the nether Lord?"

And at the moment when the monk's mind in Xiangang continent was strongly shaken... The statue figure formed by the black fog, walked forward... One step!

This step, earth shaking, makes the starry sky roar, and the universe set off violent fluctuations.

This step shook all sides and made countless eyes converge, and their minds thundered directly.

This step is like moving from mundane to immortal. It is... The perfection of the fourth step, and it is... A sign of moving towards the fifth step!

At this moment, the roar reverberated, the sky faded, and the wind and cloud overturned. It was also accompanied by an invisible click from the sky, as if a barrier had been broken. The figure of the statue directly crossed the end of the ninth bridge and appeared in the nothingness between the tenth bridge.

At the moment of falling, the figure seemed to have exhausted its remaining strength and could not continue to maintain, as if the wind was blowing, which degenerated its existence into fog again, dissipated, and exposed... The figure of Wang Baole in this huge statue!

"Is the fourth step perfect?" Standing in the nothingness between the ninth bridge and the tenth bridge, Wang Baole looked calm and felt his current state. He had an accurate feeling that he could destroy his former self with just one finger.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Although I used to be an eight pole Tao, to some extent, it is also the fourth step, but only the wooden Tao here, because the noumenon is itself, so the natural origin, but other Tao, seemingly the source, in fact, it is not, only its own power.

And now, when I raise my hands and feet, gold, earth, water and fire are the source. Although it is only one of the sources of the five elements, there are others to share with me, but... This is the extreme that monks can reach in the five elements.

Under normal conditions, no one can enjoy any of the five elements alone.

But the wooden path of wangbaole can!

In addition, his way of yin and hell is connected with the way of death in the universe, and he incarnates as the Lord of hell, so at this moment, although he is also the fourth step, he... Can suppress almost all the fourth step!

Others are mostly one source, but Wang Baole here is the five sources, plus the real source of the wooden path. In this way, the fourth step in front of him is only the result of being suppressed.

It can be said that Wang Baole at this moment is the strongest fourth step, not one.

But... This is still not the end of Wang Baole. Standing between the ninth bridge and the tenth bridge, he looked up and looked at the tenth bridge. With his state at the moment, he could see that there were three figures on the tenth bridge.

These three figures are not too strange to him. The two standing at the head of the tenth bridge are the two most powerful deities in Xiangang mainland who once made Wang Baole have a sense of crisis.

And standing in the middle of the tenth bridge is... Situ, who plays chess with him.

As for the end of the bridge, there was no figure, and the last eleventh bridge was still no figure.

This has two meanings. Maybe no one has passed, or maybe... Completely passed, so there is no figure left.

But in any case, at this moment, Wang Baole's eyes see that no one is behind the middle of the tenth bridge!

"Can I walk on the tenth bridge?" Wangbaole squinted. He was very clear that the ninth bridge represented the fourth step, and the tenth bridge represented... The fifth step of practice!

As long as you step up, it means that you have reached the fifth step. If you reach the middle, it means that you have been halfway through the fifth step. If you can reach the end, it means that you have reached perfection in the realm of the fifth step.

But Wang Baole was not sure. His way... Was exhausted.

Although there is still the way of Yang Sheng, there is no thing to carry the way. As for Xiaoyao, the same is true.

"Pity..." Wang Baole sighed lightly, but at this time.

By the first bridge, the king's father, sitting cross legged, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Baole, go down!"

Hearing this, Wang Baole's eyes flashed. When he thought about it, his body suddenly flashed forward. It was in the process of moving forward that his body breath suddenly changed, the meaning of yin and darkness dissipated, and the rich vitality burst out on him in an instant.

This is... Opposite to the way of yin and hell... The way of Yang saint!

This way is very just and holy. Once it comes out, it has a magnificent meaning. It comes from the sky, the light is bright, it suppresses all light, the vitality is strong, and it suppresses all death!

But it's a pity... There is only illusory meaning and no actual body, which is like rootless water, duckweed and catkins. It looks strong, but in fact it seems to have only a shallow surface!

Because Wang Baole's eight pole path, except for Xiaoyao, belongs to the path of Yang Sheng. There is no thing carrying the path. He didn't find it in the stone tablet boundary, which makes this path impossible to complete.

But at this moment... At the moment when Wang Baole's way of Yang Sheng spread, the king's father under the first bridge slowly raised his right hand, and an irregular stone appeared in his hand.

This stone is only the size of a fist, and there is a great meaning on it. It is obviously not big, but it gives people the feeling of infinity. Even if you look carefully, you can see that there are a lot of marks shining on it, and its material... It seems to be the same as stepping on the overpass!!

"This is the rest of the bridge stone when Wang molded the eleventh bridge. I'll give it to you... As a carrier!" Between words, Wang Fu waved his hand casually, and this bridge stone immediately burst into a strong light, roaring away towards Wang Baole!

Moment approaching, instant integration!

Wang Baole's body suddenly shook, and the way of Yang Sheng exploded!