The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

In the chaos, there is no distinction between east, west, north, south, up, down, left and right.

A ball of sword light, running around in the chaos, seemed to be looking for something.

"Where? Where? Where!" Leng Qingsong looked at the gray chaos in front of him with red eyes. No matter where he went, he couldn't see any way back to that world!

At this time, Leng Qingsong was like a wounded lion. If anyone dared to block his way at this moment, even if the Tao Ancestor came in person, Leng Qingsong would dare to draw his sword and split the opponent in two!

why?

Why would my brother exile himself into chaos?

Why did my brother leave that final letter!

Why on earth!

Now I have surpassed the way of heaven!

Time has passed before my eyes. My brother still needs to hide something from me!

The wanton sword energy instantly disrupted the chaos, and the entire chaos was turned upside down because of Leng Qingsong's domineering sword energy!

Recalling Ouyang's last letter to him, Leng Qingsong felt like his heart was twisting.

The rows of small, crooked characters make everyone laugh.

But when put together, almost every word is killing Leng Qingsong.

When Leng Qingsong was exiled into chaos that day, he opened the letter. There were only a few hundred words in the letter, and every word made Leng Qingsong feel like he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives!

When I opened this letter, I felt as if the green shirt was standing in front of me, just like when I was on a small mountain peak, with my hands folded and my sleeves folded, looking at myself with a smile, and telling myself word by word:

My brother personally declares:

Seeing words is like seeing people. When you read this letter, you will definitely blame me for why I exiled you to this chaos.

Actually, it's too simple. You are too strong now.

You are so strong that the old head coach said he couldn't beat you. You are so strong. You must know what we are going to do, and you must wade into our muddy water.

If I let you know what I'm going to do, I'm afraid you won't have to die for me.

So, bro, I have no choice but to do this kind of thing.

Hahaha....

I'm not telling you, you're such a roadie, I'll do all the rest when you find your way home!

Take good care of this world for me, and help me survive!

Your boy is really developed now!

So forget about me...

After reading it, the paper disappeared, and the green shirt in front of me slowly disappeared.

Leng Qingsong watched the last word dissipate in front of him with red eyes. When he wanted to use it, he stopped the dissipation of the paper in front of him.

But the paper in front of me seems to have known its own methods for a long time. This paper was made with a special force of life!

As long as you finish reading this letter, it will completely dissipate. Shi Ting will have no effect on this power at all!

"No, no, no! Please! Please! Stop!" Leng Qingsong waved his hands wildly, trying to grab the piece of paper, but he missed it.

This great monk who can open the sky with two swords, the most advanced swordsman in history, did not even have a piece of paper to protect him.

I originally thought that I was invincible, but who knew that I was like an abandoned stray dog, unable to roar in the chaos.

The words turned into breeze, blowing gently towards the cold green pine trees.

"Brother!" Leng Qingsong, whose face was full of despair, suddenly raised his head, and Qingfeng seemed to gently press his forehead with a hand.

Just like that day, whenever he made a mistake, his brother would get so angry that he would lose his mind.

When the breeze dissipated in front of Leng Qingsong, Leng Qingsong, with a determined look on his face, silently carried the long sword in his arms behind his back.

Leng Ran, whose eyes were full of hatred, wanted to go back to that world and ask all the sentient beings there!

My brother has done so much for this world, but he can't even have a name.

Then I will ask for my brother whether this world is still necessary to exist!

Dressed in black and walking with a sword on his back, Leng Qingsong was determined that if his brother was no longer in this world, then he would let his brother be buried with him in this world!

What a great love for the world, when I was picked up by my brother when I was three years old, my brother was my world!

I have no relatives in my life, and my only brother will be taken away by heaven and earth!

If this is the case, then why don’t you want this world!

In the chaos, running around for who knows how many years, relying on his supreme realm and sword energy, Leng Qingsong has almost survived in the chaos!

However, the energy of chaos has an absolutely corrosive effect on living beings. Except for life and death, no living being can escape being eroded by chaos, and will eventually become a ray of chaos.

I don’t know how many years have passed, and I don’t know how long I have been looking for the way. Leng Qingsong, who has always been very lucky, encountered the biggest obstacle in finding the way.

As if destined by fate, Leng Qingsong, who is so powerful that there is no solution, is just a road fool.

Lu Chi, on the other hand, sees almost everything the same in the chaos.

The first time I was exhausted, the first time I was exhausted and paralyzed in chaos.

The numb Leng Qingsong's eyes still held the hatred of revenge.

Everything can be forgotten, except revenge!

Leng Qingsong felt that his whole body began to stiffen. The energy of chaos had invaded his bone marrow, and the large acupuncture points all over his body could no longer function at all.

But Leng Qingsong still struggled to move forward.

If you can't fly, you have to walk; if you can't walk, you have to crawl; if you can't crawl, you have to roll.

When there is no hope, revenge becomes Leng Qingsong's only motivation to survive.

His clothes began to become shabby, and his teeth were bleeding from being bitten hard.

With amazing perseverance, Leng Qingsong stood up again every time he was about to fall down and continued to climb forward.

I don’t know how long I have been crawling, but for the first time, Leng Qingsong’s eyes lit up with a light different from that of Western Zhou Dynasty.

That's a palace!

A magnificent palace!

It seems that time can stay on the palace, and countless Taoist laws are left on the palace.

That is my hope for life, and it is also my hope for returning to that world!

Leng Qingsong gritted his teeth and crawled towards the palace with difficulty, the chaotic energy under his body being dragged out of long traces.

When Leng Qingsong finally climbed to the palace, he made a trembling effort to stand up and stepped onto the white jade stone steps of the palace.

Countless powers began to surge toward Leng Qingsong's body, and his body that had long since dried up began to regain its vitality.

One step to recovery, two steps to recovery. When Leng Qingsong stepped onto the third step, Leng Qingsong recovered to his peak.

There seemed to be something calling Leng Qingsong in this huge palace.

When Leng Qingsong stood on the stone steps and raised his head, the huge door slowly opened.

The dazzling splendid hall made Leng Qingsong unable to open his eyes. The remnants of countless laws made Leng Qingsong feel as if he had jumped out of the long river of time.

In this hall, there seems to be a shadow of its former glory.

The bustling sounds of countless figures rang in Leng Qingsong's ears.

Accompanied by bursts of supreme Tao sounds and the circulation of countless laws.

Leng Qingsong looked at the only cloud bed above the main hall!

A shocking fact was placed in front of Leng Qingsong:

"This is where the path begins!"