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One thousand one hundred and nine chapters worry-free realm

Although Yang Ming was seriously injured, Han Yanxue was here, so as long as his mind was not damaged, he could be treated and recovered in a short time.

Seeing that Yang Ming had made up his mind, Han Yanxue and the others knew that persuasion was useless, so they nodded and said: "In that case, just follow your husband's orders."

When Yang Ming heard this, he smiled knowingly and said, "I don't need to trouble you much. It's just that I'm worried that I will be controlled by the culprit in the future. There are not many people in the universe who can stop me today. If the three of you can join forces,

If you start fighting, you can easily defeat me."

"Therefore, if I fail and am captured by someone else, you must not let me act as an aide."

The three of them, Han Yanxue, couldn't stop arguing. It was absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing that would lead to no return, and with the combined efforts of the four of them, it might not be impossible to defeat the culprit.

After all, Yang Ming couldn't defeat Han Yanxue and others, so he had to agree to the three people's request.

After some explanations in the Xingdao Palace, Yang Ming and Han Yanxue went to the worry-free realm that the God of Light mentioned before he died.

Before they reached the realm of worry-free, they had already met the master of the realm of worry-free, the real culprit who controlled the Lord of Light behind the scenes, the Lord of Worry-free.

Yang Ming had never heard of this person's name in the hundreds of thousands of years since he attained enlightenment. Even before he attained enlightenment, there were no related deeds of this person in the universe.

It was as if such a powerful divine king was born out of thin air in the universe.

Wuyou Shenjun had no intention of fighting with them. He came to the four of them and promised huge profits, hoping to draw Yang Ming and others into his camp.

But Yang Ming rejected it outright. If it was at the expense of all living things in the entire universe, he would never agree.

Wuyou Shenjun persevered and discussed with Yang Ming and others for several hours, but ultimately failed.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​winning over Yang Ming, and instead glared at Yang Ming, showing his true colors.

"Since none of you are willing to accept my olive branch, then you can all become my sacrifices."

Before Yang Ming could see how Wuyou God took action, he was enveloped by a darkness. No matter how he used the star path to attack the darkness, he could not tear it apart.

The Lord Wuyou said coldly: "It's useless. This worry-free state is transformed by my divine will. As long as you step into my divine will, you will live forever and perish in this state."

"Yang Ming, today is the day you die!"

It was only then that Yang Ming discovered that he had completely misjudged the strength of God Wuyou. He did not belong to the Star God realm at all, but a higher realm.

Perhaps, only Xuan Haocang can compete with him.

Yang Ming's forehead wrinkled suddenly: "Who is Xuan Haocang?"

He slapped his head suddenly, and his memory was vague, as if he had some vague image of Xuan Haocang, but for a while he couldn't remember clearly.

Boundless darkness came from all directions, completely covering Yang Ming and the four of them. Yang Ming tried to raise his head, but what he saw in his eyes was only darkness.

The worry-free realm turned into huge cages, sealing the four people inside, unable to see the stars or external objects.

"I have to get out of here!"

But Yang Ming tried his best, but found that it was impossible to destroy even a trace of darkness. Even the toughest divine crystal in the universe was not as good as one ten millionth of this darkness.
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