Chapter 1170

"This world carries the power of immortality, and it also carries a trace of your original power. You should understand this trace of original power."

The words against the sky made Yang Cong nod his head, he still understands this, although he is still trying to recover all his memories.

But it has recovered a lot and remembered a lot of things.

As for the power of his previous life, it was an extremely terrifying existence.

The entire universe is ruled by it, and all living things are ants in front of it.

But such a strong man was betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

This may be a big joke.

But Yang Cong didn't feel anything. Although he was the reincarnation of the previous master of the universe, he knew that he was not him, and the master of the universe was not him either.

Although they are reincarnations, they are different. Yang Cong is Yang Cong, and he is him.

But now, what Yang Cong has to do is to get back the power that belongs to him.

"The passage has been opened for you, you go in."

Speaking of this, in this endless void world, a door glowing with white light appeared in front of Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong walked in without hesitation.

. . . . . . .

The white light gradually dissipated, and Yang Cong found that he had come to a place where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

But what made Yang Cong frowned slightly was that he could smell a monster in the air. ,

But after thinking about it, this is a fairy world, and it is extremely normal to have monsters.

But Yang Cong was just curious about which world he came to, and when he asked Guards, what he got was to explore by himself.

He can't interfere, Yang Cong can only explore by himself.

Yang Cong took out the Emperor Sword and started to fly with the sword. He wanted to explore what was going on in this world.

A day passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Cong gained a lot this day.

It can be considered as a clear understanding of what this world is like.

Although this world is a world of cultivating immortals, like many worlds of immortality, there are only a few people who can truly cultivate immortals.

And the rest of those who can't cultivate immortality are just mortals.

As for those monks who practiced immortality, Yang Cong also experienced it.

At first he seemed very interested, but after seeing the so-called Shangxian.

Yang Cong lost interest.

Because these immortals are nothing more than the Xuanxian of the Immortal Dao to the cultivation base of the Emperor Realm, and the strongest are no more than Xuanxian.

Then how can he resist Yang Cong, a quasi-sage strongman. ,

But what Yang Cong knew was only one-sided. He knew that the real secrets were all held by those cultivating sects.

Yang Cong first wanted to know where his original power was. As long as he found his original power, he could leave this world.

"Help, help, help!"

A clear female voice reached Yang Cong's ears, causing Yang Cong to frown slightly.

Then he turned around and flew in the direction of the sound.

When he landed on the roof of a house, what caught his eye was a giant beast not far away.

This giant beast is three to four meters high, with a huge body, exuding a strong evil spirit all the time.

And Yang Cong turned his head to look at a figure running on the flat ground. This figure seemed to be the owner of the voice calling for help just now.

But just when Yang Cong was about to make a move, a figure appeared instantly and rescued the girl from danger.

Yang Cong found this figure very interesting.

One obviously has the strength to kill the monster in front of him with one blow, but he wants to face the monster with martial arts strength.

"Interesting, are the people who stay here so lonely and arrogant?" Yang Cong was about to turn around and leave. He was not interested in such a hero saving the beauty.

But at this moment, he suddenly moved his nose, and then turned to look at the protected girl.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped out without hesitation and came to the two of them.

Immediately after making the move, a flash of the Emperor Sword struck.

The huge monster was instantly killed by the Emperor Sword.

After the monster fell to the ground, all the flesh and blood of the monster was absorbed by the Emperor Sword and became the nourishment of the Emperor Sword.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator who was protecting the girl frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Seeing that the monster was killed by Yang Cong, the girl hurried over: "Brother, thank you for saving me."

Seeing the girl's pure and flawless smile, Yang Cong couldn't help feeling a little infected: "It's okay, I just draw my sword to help when I see injustice, and I just do what I can."

As she said that, the girl seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly ran into the house beside her.

As soon as the girl left, only Yang Cong and the monk who had hidden his strength were left behind.

"My servant is Yang Cong." Yang Cong said.

"Mo Bing." The monk replied lightly.

Seeing Mo Bing's indifference, Yang Cong didn't say anything, and turned around and walked into a nearby house to see the girl.

As soon as I walked into the house, I saw the girl taking medicine there.

"What are you doing?" Yang Cong asked.

"Get medicine for my father." The girl said while wrapping up the medicine.

After the girl packed the medicine and was about to leave, Yang Cong and Mo Bing looked at each other, and the two finally followed.

Followed the girl to her house.

But as soon as he entered, Yang Cong saw a late middle-aged man lying on the bed.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, as if he was terminally ill.

Seeing the middle-aged man's face, Yang Cong was already sure that this middle-aged man was dead.

At this time, the middle-aged man has already returned to the light, and his body has already begun to lose vitality.

Unless Yang Cong has the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill in his hand to save him, Yang Cong is powerless.

But even if Yang Cong wanted to save him, he didn't have the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill in his hand.

Moreover, the ingredients for the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill are very precious. Even if Yang Cong found it, Yang Cong felt that this middle-aged man should be dead.

What's more, Yang Cong didn't have the time to save a girl he had just met.

Although Yang Cong was very touched by this girl, one size fits all.

It can't be said that Yang Cong is cold-blooded, the blood on Yang Cong's hands is no longer a matter of a day or two.

What's more, he has no obligation to save this stranger. ,

As for Yang Cong being unable to save him, the Mo Bing next to him was even more immovable.

Just looked at it lightly and said nothing.

The girl literally washed her face with tears, looking at her father paralyzed on the bed, the girl belched.

But under such circumstances, dense footsteps and chaotic curses came from outside.

And the one who scolded seemed to be this innocent-looking girl.

Just when Yang Cong was about to go out to take a look, torches were thrown in;

Yang Cong was very angry when he saw this scene. With a wave of his hand, the flames were instantly extinguished by Yang Cong.

(End of this chapter)

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