Mu Yu took the sachet and cherished it in his arms.

They finally hugged each other, and Nalan said, "remember what I said, if you don't come back after a year, I will come to the land of Shenyuan to find you."

Mu Yu stroked Nalan Yanran's face and said, "OK, I promise you, I will come back in a year."

After leaving Yunlan sect, Mu Yu returned to Wuliang sect.

After simply saying goodbye to Bai Ruolan and Shangguan Yi'er, he came to Xingyao peak.

At the moment, both fengziming and Yanyuan are here.

"Have you really decided to go to the source of God?" Asked Feng Ziming.

Mu Yu nodded.

"Well, before you leave, here you are."

Fengziming gives a simple scroll to Mu Yu.

"What is this?"

Mu Yu curiously opens the scroll. At first glance, there is not a word or a pattern in it.

But a moment later, in my mind formed a golden ancient words, very clear, but not profound.

"This is the top-level skill of my Wuliang sect, Jingtian Gong."

"Jingtian Gong?"

Mu Yu had heard of this kind of skill before. According to the elder martial sister Shangguan, "Jingtian skill" can only be practiced if it reaches the holy realm.

"In my opinion, the skill you are practicing now is xuantiangong, which is the same as jingtiangong. When you arrive at the holy Kingdom, you can perfectly transfer to jingtiangong." Fengziming said.

Mu Yu happily accepted it.

From wuliangzong to huangshuling, a transmission array was set up.

So a moment later, Mu Yu, Feng Ziming and Yan Yuan all came to Huang Shuling.

Fengziming and Yanyuan all burst out the spirit power of Zhunsheng kingdom. The powerful power made Mu Yu's heart tremble.

At the next moment, their bodies rose into the air. Fengziming's body suddenly turned into a white mist, and Yanyuan's body turned into a black mist.

The two aerosols kept spinning in the air, like a huge whirlpool.

When the speed reached the extreme, a huge pattern of Yin Yang Tai Chi suddenly appeared in the air.

The breath of this Tai Chi pattern has completely exceeded the quasi holy Kingdom and reached the real holy kingdom.

Under the powerful force of the holy Kingdom, the plane space cracked, forming a crack of human size.

"Mu boy, hurry in."

There is a sound in the pattern of Yin Yang Taiji. I can't tell whether it's fengziming's voice or Yanyuan's voice. Maybe it's the combination of them.

Mu Yu no longer hesitated, his body in place a fantasy, ghost like disappeared on the ground.

The next moment, it appears in the cracks in the plane space.

Inside the cracks of the plane, it is extremely dark, full of wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

After avoiding several violent lightning, Mu Yu's body successfully left the plane crack.

Mu Yu opened his eyes and saw a towering green pine.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it seems to be a dense forest.

This place is full of aura and is several times thicker than Tiannan.

Is this the source of God?

Every box is a random place. The aura is so full and pure.

No wonder the land of God is called the holy land of Xuanqi world.

It's not exaggerating at all.

"Hiss! Hiss

Before Mu Yu stood up, he heard a hissing voice coming from behind him.

Looking back, I saw a huge snake that was thicker than the mouth of the bowl, with its bright red crown and ferocious mouth. At a glance, it gave people goose bumps.