"This world carries the power of immortality, and it also carries a trace of your original power. You should understand this trace of original power."

Yang Cong nodded by the words against the sky. He still understood this, although he was still trying to restore all his memories.

But it has recovered a lot and remembered a lot of things.

And about his power in his previous life, it was an extremely terrifying existence.

The entire universe is dominated by it, and all living things are ants in front of it.

But such a strong man was betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

This may be a huge joke.

However, Yang Cong had no feeling at all. Although he was the reincarnation of the previous cosmic master, he knew that he was not him, and that cosmic master was not him either.

Although they are reincarnations, they are different. Yang Cong is Yang Cong, and he is him.

Now, what Yang Cong has to do is to get back his power.

"The passage has been opened for you, you can go in."

As he spoke, in this endless void world, a gate with white light appeared in front of Yang Cong.

And Yang Cong walked in without hesitation.

.........

The white light gradually dissipated, and Yang Cong discovered that he had come to a place where birds sing and flowers scented.

But what made Yang Cong frown slightly was that he smelled the smell of monsters from the air.

But then I thought about it, this is a world of immortals, and it is extremely normal to have monsters.

But Yang Cong was just curious about which world he came to, and when he asked about the heavens, he got his own exploration.

He could not interfere, so he could only explore it by Yang Cong himself.

Yang Cong took out the Emperor's Sword and started flying on the sword. He wanted to explore what was going on in this world.

In a blink of an eye, the day passed, and Yang Cong gained a lot on this day.

I can also find out what this world looks like.

Although this world is a world of cultivating immortals, it is like many worlds of immortals, and only a few people can truly cultivate immortals.

And the rest of those who cannot cultivate immortality are just mortals.

And Yang Cong also saw those cultivators who practice immortality.

He was originally very interested, but after seeing the so-called immortal.

Yang Cong lost interest.

Because these immortals are nothing but Xuanxian in the Immortal Realm of the Immortal Realm, and the strongest ones are nothing but Xuanxian.

How can we resist Yang Cong, a quasi-saint strong man?

However, what Yang Cong knew was only one-sided. He knew that the real secrets were grasped among those sects of immortal cultivation.

Yang Cong first wanted to know where his original power was. As long as he found his original power, he could leave this world.

"Help, help!"

A series of crisp female voices reached Yang Cong's ears, causing Yang Cong to frown slightly.

Then he turned around and flew towards the direction where the sound came.

When he landed on the roof of a house, what caught his eye was a giant beast not far away.

This giant beast is three or four meters tall, with a huge body that exudes a strong demonic aura all the time.

Yang Cong turned his head and looked at a figure running on the ground. This figure seemed to be the master who just shouted for help.

However, just as Yang Cong was about to take action, a figure appeared instantly to save the girl from danger.

Yang Cong found this figure very interesting.

A person who clearly has the ability to kill the monster in front of him with one blow, but has to use martial arts strength to face the monster.

"Interesting, people who stay forever are so arrogant?" Yang Cong was about to turn around and leave, but he was not interested in such a hero saving beauty.

But at this moment, his nose suddenly moved, and then he turned his head to look at the protected girl.

Then he jumped out without hesitation and came to the two of them.

Then he took action and a flash of the Emperor's Sword came.

The huge monster was instantly killed by the Emperor Sword.

After the monster fell to the ground, all the flesh and blood of the monster was absorbed by the Emperor Sword, becoming the nutrients of the Emperor Sword.

Seeing this scene, the monk who was protecting the girl frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

When the girl saw that the monster was killed by Yang Cong, she hurriedly walked over: "Brother, thank you for saving me."

Seeing the girl's pure and flawless smile, Yang Cong couldn't help but feel a little infected: "It's okay, I'll help you when I see injustice. I'll do my best to do my best."

As he said that, the girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly ran into the house beside her.

As soon as the girl left, only Yang Cong and the monk with hidden strength were left behind.

"I'm under Yang Cong." Yang Cong said.

"Mo Bing." The monk replied lightly.

Seeing Mo Bing so cold, Yang Cong said nothing, turned around and walked into the house beside him to see the girl.

As soon as I walked into the house, I saw the girl taking medicine there.

"What are you doing?" Yang Cong asked.

"Give my dad the medicine." The girl said while wrapping the medicine.

After the girl packed the medicine, she was about to leave. Yang Cong and Mo Bing looked at each other, and the two finally followed.

Follow this girl to her house.

However, as soon as she entered, Yang Cong saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed.

The middle-aged man looked pale, as if he was terminally ill.

Seeing the face of the middle-aged man, Yang Cong was sure that the middle-aged man was dead.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already returned to his body and had already begun to lose his vitality.

Unless Yang Cong has the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in his hand to save him, Yang Cong would be powerless.

But even if Yang Cong wanted to save him, he still did not have the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in his hand.

Moreover, the materials of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill are very precious. Even if Yang Cong finds them, Yang Cong thinks that this middle-aged man should be dead.

What's more, Yang Cong didn't have the leisure to save a girl he had just met for a while.

Although this girl touched Yang Cong very much, one code is the same.

It cannot be said that Yang Cong is cold-blooded. The blood stained in Yang Cong's hands has been no longer a day or two.

What's more, he has no obligation to save this stranger.

As for Yang Cong who could not save him, Mo Bing beside him was even more unmoved by Yu Zhong.

I just looked lightly and said nothing.

The girl was crying and looked at her father lying on the bed, and the girl burped and swallowed.

And under such circumstances, there were dense footsteps and messy scoldings coming from outside.

And the one who scolded him seemed to be this very innocent girl.

Just as Yang Cong was about to go out for a look, torches were thrown in;
Chapter completed!