Chen Lang felt strange and wanted to go up and see the statue.

When he saw the statue was carved with a girl.

A faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth, as if all the difficulties in the world would not endure her.

Her eyes looked ahead, introverted but confident.

Her hands were put together, forming an orchid-shaped like the most beautiful flower in the world.

Chen Lang was fascinated by the fact that she was not outstanding, but she had a calm and peaceful temperament, which made people feel very peaceful after seeing it.

He couldn't help but look at the statue's eyes, and those eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Gradually, his whole body was chilled and his eyes became empty and unconscious.

Chen Lang was very frightened and could not speak. He had never encountered such a strange thing when he grew up, and his soul was revealed.

‘‘Is this me?’’

He looked at his body, and he might not have had the chance to "look" himself so carefully in his life. He couldn't help but take a look, but it was not as he wanted. His soul was sucked into the statue's eyes by a powerful suction force.

Chen Lang was trapped in a sea of ​​flowers. He saw a little girl of five or six years old with a chubby face and pink cheeks, which was very cute.

A middle-aged man walked behind the little girl, watched her fiddling with the flowers and plants, frowned, and pulled the little girl away without saying anything.

‘‘Now is the time to learn alchemy. Why are you here? Go back with me quickly. Today you can’t refine fifty Guyuan pills, so you don’t have to eat.”’

The little girl was pulled away by the middle-aged man. The flower in her hand fell to the ground without paying attention and was trampled to pieces by the middle-aged man. The little girl looked at the flowers under her feet reluctantly, and fog appeared in her eyes.

Chen Lang was about to ask them where this was. Suddenly, the sky was spinning. The surrounding scene was like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. A stone was thrown into it, becoming blurred and twisted. In the season, the sound of birds singing among the leaves and the sound of rain hitting the sycamore tree, which seemed very quiet and peaceful.

A girl sat in front of the window, staring at the drizzle in a daze, as if she was missing someone, with a sad face and a little pain. She sometimes laughed out loud, sometimes bit her lips tightly, and sometimes shed tears.

Chen Lang recognized that this girl was the person in the statue.

A young woman's voice rang behind her, with a slight crying, "'Fantasy!"'

The majestic voice of a middle-aged man sounded, which was the voice of the middle-aged man before, "'It's all you pampering her. Look at what she is now. You should have killed that kid with one sword!"'

‘‘What did you say? Did you force her to become like this? Have you ever had this daughter in your heart?’

The middle-aged man sighed, "'I don't want her to be like ordinary girls, but she is different. She is the person chosen by God. Since the "Sacred Artifact of Life Inheritance" appears on her, she is destined to be unique for the rest of her life."'

...

The girl seemed to have not heard their quarrel, but just looked outside the circle as usual.

Although Chen Lang still didn't understand what was going on, he still felt that the girl was very pitiful.

The surrounding scenes became blurred again, and this time Chen Lang was no longer as fussed as last time.

There are only two people between heaven and earth.

The girl's long clothes fluttered, and her hands formed into orchid shapes.

Opposite, a man stood with his long sword pointing to the ground.

Chen Lang felt that the man looked very familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere. When he saw it clearly, he couldn't help but be scared that this man was actually 70% or 80% like Lin Kunli, who was much younger than him, just like Lin Kunli was young.

‘‘Brother Kun! Are we really going to do this?’’ A hint of pain flashed across the girl’s face.

‘‘The Tao is different, the result is not something we can decide now.’’ The boy said indifferently.

‘‘Is it for your so-called Tao again? Is it for your master who will come and kill me if you follow their instructions?’’ The girl asked in anger.

The boy did not answer him, but said, "Take that thing out and let me see the legendary holy weapon "death", so that I can die happily once!"'

The girl felt ache and said sadly: "You are also approaching me for that thing? I hate, I hate God for letting me own this thing, why did you choose me?"

The boy said coldly: ‘Stop talking nonsense, come on!’’

The girl stretched out her right hand, and suddenly, a huge dark portal appeared, covered with strange patterns, many ancient ancestors with their upper bodies prayed, and many strange beasts. Countless roars came from it, and countless undead were hovering around the portal, as if there was a world of death inside.

The boy's body was covered with a layer of light red flames. As soon as the undead approached the boy, they were scorched by the fire, making shrill screams, and instantly turned into ashes.

Especially the sword in his hand seemed to have his own life, stretching and shrinking in the flames, as if he was breathing.

The girl's black hair gradually turned white, and her eyes became more and more indifferent, just like the god of death above, looking at all life indifferently, as if she could harvest his soul at any time as long as she wanted.

The young man raised his sword high, and the most powerful and yang energy in the world entered the sword body frantically. A sound of dragon roar came from it, as if an ancient fire dragon was taking shape, and the powerful and hot breath burst out like a breath of breath.

Chen Lang was mixed in these two auras, almost suppressed and unable to breathe. On one side was the breath of death and decay, and on the other side was the supreme yang energy of righteousness. Chen Lang, an ordinary person who had never practiced the truth, was like a pouring mouth at this time. No one noticed that these two vital energy quietly entered Chen Lang's soul.

The sword fell, and a huge fire dragon flew out, roaring and flew towards the Giant Gate.

At this time, the giant gate, which had not been moving, suddenly opened a crack, and the gray and white dead aura rushed out, turning into a hideous ghost face in the air, flying towards the fire dragon.

The fire dragon spit out a flame in the air and attacked the face.

The two auras collided in the air, making a "sizzling" sound, which dissipated at the same time.

At this moment, the gap between the giant door became bigger and a strange hand stretched out from it.

The strange hand is the size of a hill, with dense eyes covered with eyes, which is very hideous and terrifying.

The strange hand opened its five fingers and slapped at the Fire Dragon's face.

‘‘Boom-’’

Two powerful vital energy fluctuations collided together, causing a terrifying wave of air. A huge crack was cracked on the ground under your feet, and rolling magma surged out from it. Even the stars in the sky were lost in this moment.

The fire dragon opened its big mouth and bit the monster's hand, and its body was tightly wrapped around it. The countless strange eyes on the monster's hand emitted vicious eyes. A gray-white breath of death flowed out of its eyes and turned into small snakes with poisonous fangs. From a distance, it looked like fluff growing on the monster's hand.

These little snakes looked at the fire dragon viciously, drilled into the fire dragon's scales, and entered their bodies.

The fire dragon let out a shrill roar, and the extremely long dragon body emitted blue and white smoke, and the strange hands also shrank a lot.

These two forces eventually died together.

Blood was overflowing from the corner of the boy's mouth, but the divine se was clear and his body was burning at this time, and the huge spiritual power in his body rushed into the sword wildly.

At this moment, he turned into a sword, and the sword turned into him.

All the spiritual power, including his natal true energy, was injected into the sword in his hand, and this blow was destined to be earth-shaking.

But Chen Lang noticed that when the boy entered the sword, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

The sword rushed past the Fire Dragon, pierced the palm of the monster's hand, and slashed hard on the Giant Gate.

At this moment, the sword turned into countless pieces, and the young man was covered in blood, and his eyes fell to the ground.

Cracks appeared above the Giant Gate.

The girl looked at the boy in a daze, and Chen Lang seemed to see the pain in her heart.

At this time, above the sky, the stars suddenly and strangely rotated around a little, turning rapidly, turning into a huge star vortex. A white and smooth hand stretched out from the center of the vortex and grabbed the holy weapon "'death'".

The girl seemed to have no idea what was going on, just staring at the boy in a daze.

Just as the big hand was about to catch "death", the giant door was completely opened, and thousands of giant pythons as thick as hills were crazily emerging from the giant door. The triangular eyes on the snake's head emitted a bloody red light, and the fangs of the dark green se were as big as an adult's figure. They spit out a strong bloody voice, and rushed towards the giant hand like flies who saw blood.

For a moment, Jumen and the sky seemed to be connected to a gray-white bridge, but the dead spirit was strong and murderous spirit was intimidating.

The boy looked at the sky blankly and murmured: "Is this the real power of "death"? Why didn't you kill me with this power at the beginning? Why?'

In the end, the boy almost roared and shouted out the last three words, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, tears mixed with blood. He could no longer see the scene in front of him.

The girl's mouth curled up, as elegant as an orchid, "'I, I don't know either. Maybe, on the day I met you, everything about me changed."'

He seemed to be hit by this sentence, and countless memories poured into his mind, and his heart hurt.

Another giant hand appeared in the sky and attacked the girl.

The boy wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted angrily: "Master, have you promised me, will you let her go?"

‘‘I just use the feelings between you and her to prevent her from giving out all her power and then consume the power of the holy weapon ‘death’. I didn’t expect you to be so weak. You really disappoint me so much, good disciple.’’ A faint voice came from the sky, high above and indifferent to the people.

At this time, another middle-aged man's voice came from the sky. Chen Lang recognized that this was the middle-aged man who appeared in the illusion two times before, "Shameless old thief, you claim to be the right way, but your methods are so shameless. This is the matter of two young people, do you actually want to intervene?"

The man didn't answer him, but just sneered.

The girl looked at the big hand that was attacking her, stretched out a slender jade finger and pointed it at the palm of her big hand.

A big finger composed of gray and white se energy collided with the big hand in the sky.

No one can describe this scene. If you really want to describe it, it is the collision between two planets, grand, terrifying, and infinite destruction.
Chapter completed!