With a blink of an eye, Yang Cong's body turned into a twelve-year-old boy. Fortunately, there was no problem with his strength.

However, compared to those of them who are rejuvenated, some of them have white hair and wrinkles, and are aged dozens of years.

People who were originally in their twenties who were full of energy have now become children and some have become elderly people.

This made it impossible for them to understand.

At this time, many people were already crying and could not bear such a blow.

Everyone continued to walk outside the ancient forbidden area little by little.

Along the way, everyone was silent and silent.

Only Yang Wenhao has the most stable mentality.

Although he was a little surprised that he was also affected, he was not very touched.

Age means nothing to him, and perhaps he would have become older if it weren't for eating what Pang Bo gave him.

But in the world, he is already thousands of years old, but he is still young, and getting old is of no use to him.

Yang Cong followed everyone, and everyone walked forward step by step.

And when stepping out of the ancient forbidden land, everyone felt relaxed, as if the mountains pressing on their bodies had disappeared.

Yang Cong also let out a light breath. The pressure on the ancient forbidden land was too great. If he continued to stay, he would probably force him to urge the life energy in his whole body to resist the suppression.

Before leaving the ancient forbidden area, Yang Cong looked back at the endless abyss.

In the endless abyss that looked like the Nine Netherworlds, all the chains made of countless immortal materials were bound by a person.

"Lord of the Wilderness!"

For some reason, such a name came to Yang Cong's mind.

If you can't see its face clearly, it is unknown whether it is a man or a woman.

"Oh, it's not reachable yet." Yang Cong also sighed. His strength is at the level of the Emperor Realm's Heavenly Venerable.

But coming to this world is an unknown number, but he is sure that his strength is definitely not the strongest.

Because he felt the oppression of this world on him, Yang Cong knew very well that feeling of reaching shackles.

"I don't know how powerful the so-called ancient emperor is."

Yang Cong finally shook his head, turned around and followed Ye Fan and the others.

When Yang Cong came out the last time, he found that there was a fairy who was not stained with the world in front of Ye Fan and the others.

"A man who practices Taoism!"

The moment Yang Cong saw this woman, he found out the strength of this woman.

"Ordinary body."

The woman in front of him can achieve one-hit kill.

Yang Cong sighed: "I don't know how powerful the power of this world is, I don't understand it at all."

Later, after the woman learned that they had come out of the ancient forbidden land, she took them out of the forest.

Because there are many extremely terrifying creatures in this forest, they are just a group of mortals and cannot fight against them at all. Of course, Yang Cong is an exception.

After being taken away by the woman, they soon landed in front of a mountain gate.

This is a good place to practice, and it is a blessed place for a world of heaven.

Being brought into this blessed land, everyone soon received the attention of the elders in this blessed land.

The reason is that they came out of the ancient forbidden land, which is extremely magical.

Some of the things that happened immediately made the monks even more impressed by Ye Fan and others.

Yang Cong was too lazy to pay attention to it and turned around to leave.

Yang Cong is the most inconspicuous among all people because he can cover up his breath.

And he used the secret method, no one noticed him.

He left the blessed land with great might.

Yang Cong is located in Yan State. Under the Eastern Desert of Noda, Yan State is just a drop in the ocean.

In the following year, Yang Cong continued to explore this world.

In this world, there are five secret realms, namely the Wheel Sea, the Dao Palace, the Four Poles, the Dragon and the Immortal Platform.

There are many subdivisions among these five secret realms, but what Yang Cong paid attention to was the Immortal Platform Realm.

At this time, a year had passed, and Yang Cong came to Zhongzhou. He didn't want to reveal his identity, but he still wanted to try his strength.

Yang Cong took steps in the void, one step a thousand miles away.

He came to a mountain. In fact, half a year ago, he knew that there were a group of bandits who committed all kinds of evil.

These bandits are very strong, and there is also a strong man from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

On this day, Yang Cong came to the mountain and walked in step by step.

And whenever he encounters him, he will be stuck in pieces by Yang Cong's Taoist sect and turned into pieces of blood mist after piece.

Yang Cong's behavior instantly inspired the overlord in the mountains, the king of the parable, and a dragon-transforming monk.

Soon, a figure in the sky stepped on the sky and fell in front of Yang Cong.

"Fellow Taoist, it's too much for you to do this." The dragon-transforming monk stared at Yang Cong coldly with his eyes.

"Let's take action." Yang Cong said lightly.

He only wants to fight.

"Go to death!" Seeing Yang Cong so arrogant, a nameless fire ignited in his heart and slapped Yang Cong directly with a palm.

"Too weak." The sweeping power was like a breeze in front of Yang Cong. With a slap of his hand, the cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm was severely knocked down and flew out.

"puff...."

The monk in the Dragon Realm spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at Yang Cong in horror: "You are a powerful man!"

"Are you awesome?" Yang Cong looked at his palm, full of confusion.

He felt that his strength should be a saint, not a powerful person.

But thinking about it, the strongest one such a dragon-transforming cultivator has probably seen is a powerful person.

Have you ever seen any saint?

During the year of wandering around, Yang Cong had never heard of any saints in any place. Almost all powerful people and saints were powerful people, and there were extremely few kings.

"I'm not the strongest."

Yang Cong has always believed in this.

Waving his hand to turn the entire village into nothingness, he turned around and left.

After a long time, he returned to Yan land, which is the Yan Kingdom in the East Desert.

It landed in front of Lingxu Cave Heaven.

It seemed that he felt Yang Cong's uncovered powerful aura, and several aurora borealis flew out of the Lingxu Cave Heaven.

"Who are you?"

Several old men fell in front of Yang Cong. They felt very familiar with Yang Cong, but they couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, an old man looked at Yang Cong in surprise, as if he had recognized him: "You are the one who walked out of the ancient forbidden land with Pang Bo and others a year ago!"

They always felt that there was one person missing, but they didn't think about it carefully, just felt that it didn't matter.

But now it seems that they are wrong.

The realm of the young man in front of him is much stronger than theirs, and the illusory pressure is like a mountain pressing on them.
Chapter completed!