In the morning, a ray of sunshine shines in through the window.

Ye Xiong opened his eyes and walked out of the room. In another half an hour, he was in the illusion and stayed for thirty years.

He felt that he should be able to leave this illusion.

This feeling is not unfounded.

The first illusion, he stayed in it for a year; the second illusion, he stayed in it for five or six years; compared with the first illusion, the second illusion took five or six times more time, and now it is the third illusion, if it is five times the second illusion, it should be thirty years.

Although the illusion is real, it is an illusory thing. Since it is an illusion, the things inside should be set like a computer, with time set.

The person who designs this necklace will definitely not be designed for twenty-nine years and a few months, or for thirty years and a few months.

Either twenty years or thirty years.

At the beginning, Ye Xiong thought that as long as he kept his original heart and defeated the replica, the illusion would disappear. Later, the replica did not appear, and he realized that he was wrong. Defeating the replica may only be one of the requirements, and another requirement is that he must be here, keeping his original heart and staying for thirty years.

Ye Xiong stretched out his hand and looked at his arm.

The above is already very old, and he is already in his sixties.

He held his hair in his hand and looked at it and it turned white.

This is an illusion, and he does not have an ageless face like he does outside because of his cultivation.

Like ordinary people, he will be old and hungry.

Familiar footsteps came from behind, and an old woman came over and brought him food as usual.

"Can you help me cut my hair?" Ye Xiong asked suddenly.

"Ah Xiong, you..." Yang Xinyi was so excited that she couldn't speak.

Ye Xiong sat at the door, Yang Xinyi helped him cut his scalp behind his back, and bunches of heads fell to the ground.

This scene in his later years made Ye Xiong feel a lot.

Perhaps only in dreams can people know who is most important to them.

Ye Xiong hugged Yang Xinyi's waist, and the two old men who were drooling in the evening looked at the morning sun.

Time and the picture are set at this moment.

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In sight, the scene was like glass shattering and collapsed.

In a moment, the entire space collapsed, and all of the moments disappeared.

When Ye Xiong opened his eyes again, he found himself still sitting cross-legged in the stone cave.

A necklace fell off the top of his head and fell to the place in front of him.

Ye Xiong sat up and found his legs a little numb, and he recovered after a while.

His eyes were a little blurred, and after touching it, he realized that his eyes were covered with sweat.

In my mind, Ye Xiong still recalled the feeling of his wife being in the illusion, and his wife never left her for thirty years.

He stood there for a long time before putting away the Black Stone necklace and checking the situation inside his body.

Sure enough, he still stayed in the late stage of foundation building and did not break through to the peak of foundation building like in the illusion.

Ye Xiong sat cross-legged on the ground and suddenly realized the mantra of "Brahma Saint Gong" that he had been enlightened for thirty years in the illusion.

The earth's vitality rushed into his body from all directions.

This process lasted for a day and a night. When Ye Xiong opened his eyes again, a golden light was emitted on his body, and a magic figure appeared on his back, exactly like in an illusion.

Ye Xiong felt that his body's vitality and cultivation not only reached the peak of the stage of construction, but also his realm was very stable, and he could break through to the half-step golden elixir at any time.

He took out the heavenly creation pill from his body and prepared to take it, break through the half-step golden elixir. As long as he breaks through the half-step golden elixir, at that time, in the entire world of cultivation, who is his opponent under the golden elixir?

Not to mention the half-step golden elixir, even if the monks in the early stage of the golden elixir are confident of killing them.

He was about to take it, but suddenly he remembered how many days it would take to break through the half-step Golden Pill stage. Now he hadn't seen each other for four days, so I don't know how they were.

He immediately put away the pills and prepared to meet them before looking for time to break through.

Walking out of the cave and looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Xiong felt like he was a different life.

In the illusion, thirty years of memory have long made this memory a little blurred.

It took him a long time to ring out what happened recently.

He took out the communicator and dialed Murong Ruyin's number, wanting to ask where they were.

"Ah Xiong, something is wrong." Murong Ruyin's anxious voice came from the other side of the phone: "Qianzhangyuan was broken, and the army of the Demon Realm was heading towards the City of Death. The princess and the prince secretly returned to the City of Death, saying that they would fight the army of the Death."

"Nonsense, didn't I let them hide? Didn't they do this? Didn't they hit the stone with their eggs?" Ye Xiong said anxiously.

"The people in the Demon Realm made a noise, saying that the princess and the prince would only be detained and live in silence, and were not half as bloody as the Ice Emperor. Their sisters came to the door in anger," Murong Ruyin explained.

"Why are they so impulsive? I'll come over right away."

After hanging up the communicator, Ye Xiong flew away to the city of death.

...

The city of death, above.

There was a huge black mass, and hundreds of demon cultivators were floating in the air, looking down at the bottom.

"Who is the master of the city of death, come out for me."

"Why, there is not even a person who dares to stand up?"

The Northern Demon Envoy shouted downwards.

Below, thousands of monks gathered together to look at the demon cultivators, but no one dared to stand up.

"Our Mrs. Yin is out. You have the will to wait for her to come back and challenge it." One of the monks replied.

"Apart from her, who is the most powerful person? Is there any powerful person with a half-step golden elixir?" the Northern Demon Envoy continued to ask.

Everyone's eyes fell on Qiao San at the same time.

Qiao San complained secretly and could only stand out from the crowd.

Now, in this city of death, he is only one and a half steps golden elixir monk. If he doesn’t stand up at this time, who will stand up?

Originally, he wanted to escape at the last battle, but the Cultivation Realm Alliance issued an order that every place must be defended to the death. If he encounters the army of the Demon Realm, he will be defeated without fighting, and he will be against the entire Cultivation Realm. He will not think about being in the Cultivation Realm in the future.

If he was just an ordinary monk, only a mid-stage or late-stage monk in the foundation building stage, he could slip away quietly, and no one noticed it. But now he is the most powerful monk in the city of death. When he leaves, no one knows.

For the first time, he discovered that it was not a good thing to have a high level.

"My name is Qiao San, I am the lord of the upper city of Death City. You know what you know and leave here, and our support will arrive soon." Qiao Sanse shouted fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense, now I'll give you two ways. First, take the demon blood puppet worm obediently and surrender to us; second, we will knock you down the garbage and force you to submit to the puppet worm at that time. Which one do you choose?" asked the Northern Demon Envoy Ao Ran.

"We will never give in to the Demon World."

"****'s demon cultivator, get out of the cultivation world, you are not here."

"I think we give in unless we die."

Some bloody monks roared loudly, and their screams were loud.
Chapter completed!