LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

It seems that something most important has been lost.

A golden light illuminated his face.

Countless people opened their eyes wide, watching the scene in front of them.

Raindrops exuding pale golden light fell from the sky, wherever they went, dead trees sprouted and the earth rejuvenated.

The monks who stayed in the distance also benefited a lot from it. Those raindrops fell on their bodies, like the enlightenment in the rumors. Ten years later, with the help of this golden raindrop, I realized instantly.

"This... this is...

Everyone bowed deeply to True Monarch Linxian, thanking him for his gift.

But at the next moment, there was the ethereal sound of fairy music, and everyone saw that around the body of True Immortal, there seemed to be golden lotuses in full bloom, pavilions, towers and pavilions, and mountains and peaks were indistinct.

The space between heaven and earth was pierced by a golden light that could overwhelm the brilliance of tomorrow, and a door of light slowly moved in midair.

"This is... the gate of the fairy world!"

The crowd was excited, and countless people looked at the door intensely and eagerly.

That is the goal that all monks strive for all their lives!

Countless eyes are on Linxian Zhenjun, wanting to witness the demeanor of Zhenjun's ascension.

But Xiao Wangyun didn't move.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand again.

When those golden raindrops fell, he remembered all those things that should be forgotten and things that should not be forgotten.

This hand is this hand.

He "saw" it, it was this hand that personally sent the long sword into Jinghong's body.

He killed her.

Xiao Wangyun killed his favorite woman with his own hands.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head hastily.

But as far as the eyes could see, there were only empty plains and some broken walls that had been completely turned into dust by lightning.

Xiao Wangyun's hands were shaking, his body was shaking.

"Jinghong..." His voice was trembling.

He ignored the door of light, and walked forward on his own, wanting to go to the place where he and Jinghong met for the last time based on his memory.

But there is nothing left.

Under such an astonishing thunder calamity, what else is left?

A piece of red silk.

Xiao Wangyun squatted down, and slowly grabbed the remnant of the Hunyuan Babaoling in his hands. He used too much force, and the Hunyuan Babaoling couldn't bear it.

The last things she left were falling apart in his hands.

"puff!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Wangyun spat out a mouthful of blood, and the bits and pieces fell on the ground where the green grass grew again.

"Jinghong... Jinghong——"

No one could clearly hear what Zhenjun Linxian was shouting, but everyone could hear the desperate roar of that trapped animal.

The excitement on their faces disappeared, and they looked around in surprise, completely confused about what happened.

Didn't the ascension succeed?

The next moment, Xiao Wangyun's body suddenly stood up, and his whole body walked towards the sky uncontrollably.

It is the gate of the fairy world that is urging.

At this moment, Xiao Wangyun's heart was ashamed, and he no longer yearned for the so-called fairy world, so he immediately circulated his whole body's spiritual energy to resist this attraction.

He hasn't found his Jinghong yet, how can he leave and leave her here alone in the wind and rain?

The Gate of the Immortal World seemed to be angry that there were human beings who dared to go against their wishes, and there was a thunderous thunder in the sky, warning Xiao Wangyun.

But why would Xiao Wangyun care about this at this moment?

His figure froze in mid-air, motionless.

At this moment, with a thought, a jade slip appeared from the storage ring.

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