"Is this my path to glory?" Looking at the lines flashing with golden light, Pantian's eyes became hazy for a moment.
It was as if he was trying his best to record this path clearly, fearing that a little omission would lead him to go astray; but at the same time, endless doubts arose in Pantian's heart, regarding his efforts, With the slightest suspicion.
"Now that my path is determined, what else should I strive for and strive for? My life has already been doomed, and everything about me can only be like this?"
The human heart is like this: you can't get it, you can't ask for it, you long for it, you are very urgent, but when you really have it, you no longer cherish it and don't know how to cherish it.
And, I have the slightest doubt about my original choice, or what I have been insisting on in my mind.
In my heart, it is difficult to be firm.
The same is true for Pantian at this moment. He has been struggling and working hard. He has never experienced any hardships, any dangers, and has never braved. It is everything, not just the belief and belief in his heart. Perseverance has always been the driving force and support.
Now, I suddenly see that my destiny is what it should be, leading directly to glory. All the driving force for progress in my heart is extinguished in an instant.
And, I have all doubts about my persistence in the past.
However, Pantian did not know that what he was experiencing now was a calamity of the heart, a calamity that stood between immortals and mortals and could not harm the hearts of countless people.
The heart of an immortal must be completely different from the heart of a mortal.
The realm of true immortality is to transform one's human nature into immortality bit by bit. Only in this way can one be able to transcend and survive smoothly during the moment of heart tribulation. Otherwise, one will surely perish forever. Until it disappears into ashes.
But Pantian, I don¡¯t know what happened. The character that was originally transformed by 99%, leaving only a trace of mortal obsession, actually degenerated into a five-point immortal and a five-point human. This time, Pantian To survive the calamity of the heart, there are too many things to be cut off in the heart.
Its fall is inevitable in the eyes of all immortals who understand the power of the heart calamity.
"Yes, everything is doomed, everything is arranged, sleep quietly, wait quietly, don't do anything, live comfortably, and you will reach the pinnacle of glory" This voice is like a magic voice. , with the power of bewitching.
Pantian, who had great doubts in his heart, heard this voice and immediately felt a sense of fatigue in his heart.
As if you have to fall asleep immediately to get rid of this feeling, the fairy soul has the aura of twilight exuding, as if the five declines of heaven and earth are about to come.
"Hunyuan, the beginning of all things, everything is ignorant, destiny does not exist, cause and effect does not exist, all the masters are for self-improvement"
However, at the extremely critical moment of Pantian, when the entire Immortal Soul was about to sink completely and fall into the boundless sea of ??misery, never to look back, the large section of the heavenly voice that just resounded over the Immortal Soul was Rise up again.
This time, what appeared was not the part that Pantian understood. Instead, it was the part that Pantian had forgotten from memory and had no idea about.
??????????????????????????????????? Under this situation, Pantian seemed to be blessed in his soul, and in an instant, the various truths described in it, and the many mysteries contained in it, were instantly clear to his heart.
"My destiny is not controlled by your long river. My life and death are not controlled by your reincarnation. Everything about me is built by my own hands. I fight on my own in all worlds. Even if I live or die, I No regrets either!¡±
A heroic shout, a roar full of confidence, a will to fight against the heaven and earth, to die gloriously, to live in an ignoble life, and to live a life worse than death, are rising up, surging, like the smoke of energy, soaring straight into the sky, rising and falling. Tianque, descending into the underworld, looks invincible.
Will, at this moment, reaches its peak.
The will is invincible, and the will is the king. No matter how powerful Pantian is at this moment, whether he is a heavenly king or a mortal, the invincible will is like an emperor, ruling for ten thousand years, and like a king, commanding the world.
All kinds of things are innumerable and cannot be explained, as if all the most positive, awe-inspiring, and masculine thoughts between heaven and earth are concentrated here.
"Boom"
The trapped dragon ascends to the sky, the dragon enters the sky, roars proudly to the heaven and earth, and looks down at all directions.
In an instant, all the shackles placed on Pantian's soul were shattered. Pantian only felt that he was rising continuously, crossing the sky, passing through the sky, and entering a flashing, fluttering, vast atmosphere.??space.
??Here, the vitality is light and pure, without a trace of impurities. Between the breaths, a huge amount of energy pours into the lungs and nourishes the immortal soul.
The understanding of martial arts and the level of energy are rising steadily, and nothing can stop it.
At this moment, Pantian officially stepped into the realm of immortals and achieved the power of immortals. And the spirit, the immortal soul, was also rewarded by the rules. It entered the place between heaven and earth, the birthplace of all laws, the "origin", and could enjoy about ten A breath of reward.
"The laws of heaven, gather back together, merge with the mysteries, come out!"
Afterwards, as soon as twelve breaths passed, Pantian was expelled from the world and landed on the Mangu Continent again.
Immediately, with a thought, the true immortal law that had survived the inner calamity and evolved suddenly turned into a more powerful, mysterious and pure heavenly law.
This law is shining with misty brilliance, and there is a meaning in it that is so vast and tyrannical that neither heaven nor earth can accommodate it.
But it is the heavenly immortal, the real immortal, who is qualified to control the complete laws and integrate with the real laws in the world. You are me and I am you, regardless of each other.
The improvement and struggle of the Immortal Path all depend on the quantity and tyranny of this law.
For example, Pantian has just set foot on the Celestial Immortal, and there is only one Celestial Immortal Law. However, those who have practiced for a long time, cannot make progress for a long time, and cannot improve their quality, are constantly improving their quantity. Some ancient Celestial Immortals even have more than ten The Dao Celestial Law is the invincible existence among the Celestial Immortals.
" However, this path is ultimately inferior and cannot be promoted. Even if you have a hundred divine laws, so what, one divine law is enough to crush you to death.
Before Pantian, he was able to leapfrog and fight, but it was because he had another set of training systems, which could lead directly to the method of physical training of supreme immortality to increase his strength and produce such an effect.
" Otherwise, even if Pantian relies on immortal weapons, he can't defeat gods, or even heavenly immortals. This is a qualitative difference.
And now, despite the fact that Pantian is only a fairy law, but with the blessing of the twelve demonic bodies, the fundamental power of this fairy law is not weaker than that of a fairy law, plus the twelve weeks of heaven The terrifying power erupted from the fist was like a god, but now in Pantian's eyes, he was just like a pig or a dog. If he wanted to kill him, he would kill him.
"Now, even among the existing immortals, there is no one who can be my rival to be promoted to Heavenly Immortal." At this moment, Pan Tian thought in his heart.
"Crash"
After condensing the Heavenly Immortal Law, Pan Tian was ready to explore the mountain peak, but unexpectedly, under his feet, the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded, becoming more and more intense and louder.
"Boom"
¡°Then, unexpectedly, streams of liquid rose up from the soles of his feet and poured directly into Pantian¡¯s body.
However, what kind of water is this? Basically, it is an extremely pure, even more advanced existence than the aura that Pantian felt in the "origin" just now.
"Click, click"
One after another, Pantian was nothing more than a dazed god. The aura that surged in was the immortal law that transformed Pantian's only one root into five. The mana immediately expanded five times.
If this continues, it will be possible to enter the immortal realm by force.
However, under Pantian¡¯s expectant gaze, those tiny demon marks that reached the twentieth level began to move again.