"Boom!"

When the sky and the earth burst, we saw the exquisite mysterious pagoda flying out of the sky and the earth, rising in the storm, and the dark yellow color erupted, covering the heaven and the earth in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the pagoda rose to tens of thousands of feet, almost covering the whole heaven and the earth.

The endless dark and yellow air hangs down, the surrounding void is imprisoned, the huge black feet are suppressed, and the earth can't move. Strands of dark and yellow air surge like golden skies, building a dark and yellow curtain between heaven and earth.

On Chen Xiaoming's shoulder, the pressure suddenly increased, just like carrying the sky. The immortal Qi in his limbs and bones kept exploding, trying to resist the suppression of the dark yellow pagoda.

In his eyes, Lao Jun's look has also changed. They have the same accomplishments, but Chen Xiaoming didn't expect that the other party still has such a treasure.

Looking at the exquisite pagoda above his head, which breathes endless dark and yellow gas, Chen Xiaoming can feel its power, far more than his cultivation at the moment.

Even from above, Chen Xiaoming noticed some reservations, as if he didn't know why he couldn't use his full strength.

"Little friend, it's over."

The old gentleman stepped out and came not far from Chen Xiaoming. There was a faint smile on his face. Chen Xiaoming couldn't resist the exquisite pagoda.

Looking at Chen Xiaoming still struggling, Lao Jun shook his head and couldn't help persuading him.

"Presumptuous, useless."

The immortal Qi in his body is constantly rioting, and a strong breath is constantly pounding. However, the dark and yellow Qi hanging from the pagoda imprisons the surrounding void. No matter how hard Chen Xiaoming tries, he can't shake half a point.

It is the most precious treasure in the wilderness. The world is exquisite. The power of the xuanhuang pagoda can be seen in general.

"Hoo............"

The immortal Qi in his body gradually calmed down and converged. Chen Xiaoming looked at the old gentleman in front of him.

"Why stop me?"

Chen Xiaoming doesn't understand why the other party wants to stop him from leaving.

"Little friend, it's not me that hinders you, but this day!"

The old gentleman stretched out his hand to the sky above and said to Chen Xiaoming.

Although he is a saint of this heaven and earth, his noumenon has long been excluded from chaos by heaven and earth. At the moment, what he leaves is just an external incarnation.

The relationship between and the way of heaven is not to listen to the way of heaven. After all, his noumenon has long been rooted in chaos.

This world is too small for him. If it weren't chaotic and dangerous, his outer incarnation would have left long ago in order to leave a way back.

"This day?"

He looked at the sky suspiciously. Chen Xiaoming didn't understand what the other party was talking about. He just wanted to find someone. What's the matter with this day?

"Huh?"

With a slight doubt, the old gentleman looked at Chen Xiaoming more and more deeply. With a meaningful smile on his mouth, he continued to explain kindly.

"Alas, little friend, I don't know. From the beginning of the world, through the famine, to now, the way of heaven is constantly weak. The saints are far away and chaotic. The ancient gods only retreat and retreat. The gods in the late ancient times have the highest cultivation, but also the peak of God. You should understand such cultivation."

Chen Xiaoming frowned. As an outsider, he naturally didn't know that there was such a reason, but because of this, the way of heaven would stop me?

Looking at Chen Xiaoming frowning and thinking, Lao Jun also sighed secretly. He said so much to Chen Xiaoming because he felt it.

In the ancient flood and famine period, the gods were alive. How lively the whole world was. Unfortunately, now everything is over.

The way of heaven is weak and can't carry the existence of such saints, pushing them out of this world together.

Many of the ancient gods who once dominated the world chose to leave and go to chaos. Others chose to sleep and wait for the restoration of the way of heaven.

For a time, the gods subsided in the late ancient times. At this time, Fu Xi was ordered by heaven to unify the four seas and eight wastelands and set the immortal wheel of heaven. Those who become immortals need to go through hardships to become immortals.

This greatly reduces the number of immortals between heaven and earth, and it takes tens of thousands of years for practitioners to achieve small success.

The pressure of heaven's way on all living beings suddenly lightened.

Unfortunately, although the way of heaven is good, it is a cage for their existence.

"Little friend, leave. It's not suitable for me."

After hundreds of thousands of years, it is rare to see a descendant who can preach saints. Lao Jun doesn't want Chen Xiaoming to be trapped in this cage.

Slowly raised his head, a ray of light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes, and a figure appeared in his mind.

The confinement of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly loosened, but with it came the force of exclusion, as if the heaven and earth were going to exile themselves into chaos.

A wisp of the will of heaven and earth came over Chen Xiaoming's head. The original will of Qingming was blurred at the moment.

"Leave..... Leave..... Leave......"

The voices kept telling themselves that Chen Xiaoming unconsciously followed such a cry to leave.

"Hum!"

Just when Chen Xiaoming was lost, a cold cry seemed to come from nothingness. For a moment, Chen Xiaoming's spirit was inspired and woke up.

"Hoo............"

Take a deep breath. Chen Xiaoming's heart is palpitating. The strange feeling just now makes him a little afraid.

"Little friend, you see."

At present, there was an unexpected color for the hint that Chen Xiaoming broke away from the will of heaven.

Under the suppression of his xuanhuang Linglong tower, he was invaded by the will of heaven and could break free. This is not what ordinary people can do.

You should know why those ancient gods left so obediently and slept deeply. Do you really think that ancient gods are good people, many of whom are evil people, but unfortunately, there are not many who can block the hint of the will of heaven.

"I see."

The faint voice of words responded. Chen Xiaoming slowly raised his head, but there was a color of perseverance in his eyes.

"I'm not going to leave!"

One step out, Chen Xiaoming's breath burst out. Lao Jun, who originally thought Chen Xiaoming would make the right choice, shook his head helplessly.

Relying on Chen Xiaoming's cultivation at the moment, trying to compete with the way of heaven is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"Xiaoyou, you......"

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind."

Bowing to the old gentleman, Chen Xiaoming can feel the kindness of the people in front of him, but he still has people to find and promises to fulfill.

He promised Bai Qian to stay with her forever.

What if I leave alone now.

For a moment, the immortal Qi in Chen Xiaoming's body kept surging, and the surrounding clouds and clouds gathered in an instant. Looking at the vast world, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, the way of heaven blocks me. What's the fear? I'll destroy this day if it's a big deal!"