Long Yang was exhausted and passed out. After the emperor's remnant soul used his spiritual consciousness to attack, his body, which had already been drained of oil and energy, was completely exhausted and his soul was completely gone.

After the remnant soul disappeared, a red jade slip fell and floated gently to Long Yang's side.

The little bit of Qilin Fire left in Long Yang's mind gradually repaired Long Yang's sea of ​​consciousness and the soul of the dragon horse inside. Under the spread of red light, everything returned to its original state.

After a long time, Long Yang woke up from his coma and touched his head, which was in great pain just now.

"Fortunately, my head is still there."

The severe pain just now made him want to pull his head off. Fortunately, with the dual blessing of his natural ability and Qingyun Ba Tijue, his head was much harder than his hands. No matter how hard he tried,

I couldn't even pull the head off.

Otherwise, he might be a headless person now.

He used the Xingyao Concentration Technique to eliminate all distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Master is gone..."

He picked up the red bamboo slip at his feet and looked around, but couldn't find a trace of Nie Feng's breath.

The moment Nie Feng's remnant soul died to educate others, Long Yang regarded Nie Feng as his master.

"Don't trust anyone..."

Long Yang carefully thought about the meaning of this sentence. The master would never let his relatives disown him. He was a very affectionate person, and there was no way he would teach Long Yang to give up his feelings.

"Don't think about it now."

Long Yang shook his head. He was not a heavy-minded person who was good at thinking. He liked to be direct.

He picked up the red bamboo slip in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Inside is a magic technique, which is the last move that Nie Feng's remnant soul used to attack him.

"Xingweishen Destruction Technique."

Another heaven-level skill!

"To practice this method, you need a strong spiritual consciousness and a state of mind as calm as still water, otherwise you will be harmed by it."

This is a spiritual consciousness attack method. It is powerful and can invade other people's consciousness. However, if you don't have strong spiritual consciousness, invading other people's consciousness will be a disaster.

"After casting this method, the caster himself will also suffer the backlash of divine sorrow, resulting in damage to his spiritual consciousness."

"Is it because of the backlash that the master's remnant soul dissipated so quickly?"

"It seems that the master has taken great pains to help me grow up quickly, and even sacrificed the last trace of my life."

Generations of hard work by the Nie family have also led to the decline of Rune Land. It can be said that Long Yang got the help of Tianshi and Renhe. Tianshi was at this time when Rune Land was at its weakest. Renhe was the great help of the Nie family.

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The geographical advantage is still in the hands of the ultimate guardian, after all, the entire rune space is controlled by him.

"The backlash of this method is too strong, but its power is also unique. It can be used as a trick to catch people by surprise."

Long Yang carefully put away this method, planning to study it again when he has the opportunity in the future. This method of spiritual attack is a great weapon against some physical cultivation!

He took one last look at the Nie family's ancestral graves. Countless graves stood there, as if pairs of eyes full of expectation were silently cheering Long Yang on.

Long Yang walked to the first big tomb, said goodbye silently, and then strode towards the distant Tianshan Mountain.

The breeze is gently blowing in the empty Nie family cemetery. They have been waiting here alone for thousands of years. Descendants of the Nie family have come here countless times, bringing them hope, and then died in the last statue.

In front of the giant beasts, it turns into a tomb, becomes one of them, and then there is endless loneliness.

Now, Long Yang once again brought them hope. This hope was like a spark. Countless hopes seemed to be ignited when Long Yang arrived.

Can a single spark start a prairie fire?

Long Yang stopped under the huge mountain peak in front of him. The giant peak protruded and was surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. Waves of light emitted from those small stone peaks, illuminating the road to the sky.

The huge peak rises thousands of feet from the ground, with dangerous peaks standing tall and rugged rocks. There is countless black energy filling the confusion.

The road to the sky is on the top of the giant peak, spinning like a giant snake's body. Below is an abyss. Countless black energies are rolling violently below, as if there are countless terrifying monsters entrenched in it.

Soon, Long Yang came to a huge cliff. There was a huge cliff on the opposite side, and another one cut across it and plunged straight into the huge cliff. It was as powerful as a mosasaur with its head raised, and its momentum was extraordinary.

Long Yang walked across the bridge made of huge rocks and came to the giant cliff. In front of him was the road to the sky.

"Maybe the sky has been dark for too long and needs some light."

Long Yang looked at the boundless black sky and the unknown length of the ladder to heaven, he was not afraid, he was extremely heroic.

He walked step by step on the ladder of unknown length, forgetting the time. With every step he took, the pressure on him increased.

The endless rolling thick fog brings a sense of desolation, and the sky is full of dust, which presses into people's hearts and makes them breathless.

Long Yang looked at the abyss beneath his feet, as if there were countless monsters waiting for him to fall and eat them up.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Long Yang looked at the dense black air in the abyss below and grinned.

Finally, after passing an unknown number of steps, Long Yang came to level ground.

Long Yang opened his blood-red and tired eyes and stared at the vast 100,000 mountains shrouded in thick fog. The 100,000 majestic mountains that he stepped on were filled with pride.

"One day, I will step on all the mountains in this world under my feet!"

He walked forward, and what appeared in front of him was a quiet valley.

"Mountain again!"

There are green peaks as tall as clouds on both sides, and among the trees, there is a small lake in front of you. In the center of the lake is a small state, several acres in length, with several elegant and exquisite small buildings on it.

"The Lord of Runeterra is actually an arty person!"

Long Yang was disdainful.

The ultimate guardian who tortured and killed countless Nie family members actually lived in such a peaceful and quiet place.

A long bridge connects the shore of the state, which makes people feel fascinated to see it. It is refreshing and quiet, and there are many wonderful sights. The flying dust can't be seen, and it feels like a paradise. It is really a unique world.

Looking around, you can see unique peaks. Surrounded by mountains, you can only see small streams swimming in twists and turns in the mountains, or gurgling rapids, or gurgling fine springs, and some are even water droplets seeping from the cracks in the rocks. Although they do not form a stream, they do not drip.

When it is exhausted, it falls like rain onto the mountain stream.

Long Yang walked into the valley and crossed the long bridge. What appeared in front of him was a huge hall. It was magnificent and luxurious, which was extremely inconsistent with the elegance of the small bridge and flowing water.

"Is this the cave of some Taoist master and turned into his own bedroom?"

Long Yang looked at the grand hall that was covered with gold and looked extremely luxurious, and he had some guesses about the temperament of this Ultimate Master.

The giant golden door opened without pushing, and an extremely violent demonic energy surged out!

"...The demonic energy in the wind is so strong!"

Long Yang slowly walked in. The hall was extremely empty. Except for a huge golden chair placed in the hall, there was nothing.

On the golden chair, an extremely thin and short humanoid creature was lying on his back. He was leaning on the chair with his chin clenched and his short black hair looking at Long Yang playfully.

"Hey, you're here? Welcome, welcome..."

The dwarf in black clothes waved towards Long Yang, looking somewhat elegant.

If you look closely, you will see that he has blue eyes, his face and body are covered with strange runes, and his eyes are engraved with a strange word, which shines with a strange light.

"Hey... I can obviously live a little longer, but I have to come here and die..."

He said to himself, and the hand he waved suddenly turned downwards, and there was a strange eye on the back of his hand!

"Hey, it's a pity that the old man's soul has completely dissipated, and he has lost a fun toy..."

When Long Yang saw him talking about this matter, golden light spread all over his body, and the waves in the sky were mighty. He pulled out the coiled dragon spine and released a force that swept all directions!

"I can't forgive you!"

This weird dwarf actually regarded the master's soul as a plaything, which completely angered Long Yang, and the dragon horns on his head began to appear.

"Hey, the dragon clan, and the Pegasus clan, the dragon horse, it's still a mutant dragon horse!"

The dwarf suddenly grinned, then sat up from his chair, opened his hands and started laughing,

"I'm so lucky. I happened to be short of new guardian beasts, so someone came to my doorstep."

"It's like a dream... This is the body of a dragon and horse, and it will soon be integrated into my Rune Land."

This dwarf laughs extremely strangely, his short hair moves in the wind, his face is distorted, and the power of runes is faintly visible on it.

"Hey! You are the first one who can make me so annoying!"

Veins appeared on Long Yang's face, his muscles trembled all over his body, and he swung out a spear, breaking the sky.

The golden spear pierced the sky and headed straight for the dwarf.

"Don't be so anxious. If you want to die, you must first know who is the person who killed you. Please remember my name."

"Nightmare!"

The runes all over his body suddenly glowed with black light, and black energy was flowing around him. With a strike of his palm, black mist surged, the mountains shook, and there seemed to be a terrifying ghost wailing in the dark, and the demonic energy soared into the sky, extremely powerful.

The golden gunmang was forced to retreat steadily by the black light! The powerful power of Breaking the Sky was no match for that trace of black energy. The strength of this man was far beyond the enemies Long Yang had ever encountered!
To be continued...