As the voice fell, Ling Qianxuan's figure slowly dissipated, slowly dissipating into the invisible in the light.
The shadow of the gate to the universe gradually dimmed and disappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if what just happened was just a dream.
It¡¯s just that Yang Ling knows that everything is not an illusion, and that his power is indeed infinitely close to one billion.
"Are you leaving now?"
"It really suits your style"
There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of Yang Ling's mouth. Eternal Sky, Wuji, Shengguang, and the three immortals who were destined to him were no longer around.
Where are they?
Are you fighting against the gods from heaven?
Why fight? What is the truth of this universe?
Yang Ling didn¡¯t know that even though he was about to reach the realm of Golden Immortal, there were still many things he didn¡¯t know.
All the mysteries have not been solved yet, or in other words, they have just begun.
"Dad, has Master Sister gone to fight with mom?"
The voice of her daughter came from beside her. Leya looked so innocent at this moment, with a faint mist in her eyes.
Even she misses her mother occasionally.
Just like Yang Ling, when she dreams back at midnight, she will also miss the time she spent with Xiao Longnu.
Keep moving forward, as long as you keep moving forward, you will always be able to reunite with the people you miss.
At that time, you should be happy.
He buried this longing deep in his heart, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the landscape painting above the sky.
In the landscape painting, the smiling Holy Light Immortal has disappeared, leaving only the little boy smiling at the empty space around him.
At this moment, this painting looks so weird.
Although Holy Light Immortal Lord has left, no one dares to disturb Yang Ling at this moment. The aura on his body is too terrifying.
A half-step golden immortal with nearly a billion dragon powers and a hint of immortality about him.
The Holy Light Immortal Lord has been born. No one knows where the Immortal Lord has gone, but the entire supercontinent knows that Yang Ling is the Immortal Lord¡¯s husband. Who dares to go against Yang Ling?
Even if the Immortal Lord is countless light years away, he can kill the Immortal with just one thought!
At the same time, everyone is also curious, what secret is hidden in this picture?
Everyone knows that only Yang Ling can solve this secret.
Yang Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the picture on the horizon, and fell into deep thought.
Endless deductions and calculations, but a key link is always missing.
At this time, Leya beside her sighed slightly: "The portrait of the founder's sister has also disappeared. If she can be painted again, will it be closer to the truth?"
These words made Yang Ling's mind flash like a bolt from the blue.
yes!
painting!
Seven rainbows plus a pure primitive darkness are all things on the scroll.
Is there anything that can be painted on the scroll left by the Immortal Lord?
Even if it is an immortal treasure, it will not work, but Ling Qianxuan made it clear that it is something she owns.
Yang Ling thought of something, something that had long been buried deep in the wish space and almost forgotten.
The fragments of the Human Emperor¡¯s Brush!
As a Chaos Yuanbao, the Human Emperor's Brush has the sharpest pen edge in the world. This is something that can carve a mark on the Earth Emperor's Book!
Among the countless magic weapons that I possess, only the human emperor's pen can leave a mark on the scroll!
Yang Ling flipped his hands and took out the fragment of the human emperor pen, looking at the colorful rainbow.
With black at the bottom and white at the top, we need to draw another rainbow bridge of light above the rainbow! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com