Ye Yang's way of death is strange.

He originally wanted to push Bai Mo and Si Mo down the road to apocalypse, but Bai Mo was quick-witted and flicked to the side as Ye Yang used all his strength and spiritual energy and waved his palm towards the two of them.

Ye Yang used too much force—

That's it...

He pounced on it.

The whole process was silent, and Ye Yang fell to the clouds without even having time to make a scream.

Is he dead?

Did you die from falling?

Perhaps only God knows this answer.

Whether it was Bai Mo or others, after seeing the tragic ending of a monk's corpse, they did not think that Ye Yang would fall to the Apocalypse Road to death as simple and easy.

However, Ye Yang was dead after all.

The hero died so unexpectedly, so suddenly, so magical.

To be honest, Bai Mo's heart was not in a state of turmoil.

A genius grandson, who died in a very talented way, broke through from the third level of Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Establishment Stage in just two years, said it was impossible not to feel heartbroken, but so many eyes were watching.

It was him, Ye Yang, who failed to harm others, but instead harmed himself.

Anyone who sees it will just sigh, "I will suffer the consequences."

Clan Ye did not even have the harsh words of revenge.

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Once you firmly firmly, the road to apocalypse is far from as far away as you imagined.

Although several people died on the Chaotian Avenue, more people successfully took the entire journey and reached the end of the Apocalypse Road.

The fairy spirit is like a cloud, and there is no such thing as people imagine. The compassionate and cold god is...

Door.

Countless doors.

At first glance, I couldn't count how many doors there were, nor could I predict how mysterious it would be behind the door.

On the other side of the clouds, there was a faint strange and fluent English communication sound...

Everyone looked at each other.

Could it be that there is really a God in this heaven? This God still speaks in English?

But they are obviously Chinese, and they only believe in the God of China! What is Jesus Christ, which is something that foreign devils believe in?!

With long golden curly hair, holding biblical classics, and wearing a white magician robe, the Western Saint, step by step, embarked on the path of angels in the Western Kingdom, her graceful and graceful figure and beautiful and deep holy face slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

Bai Mo suddenly chuckled: "Interesting."

It's so interesting. I didn't expect that the cultivators from the East China and the fantasy knights from the Western Kingdom would meet here one day!

The Western Saint came forward to say hello in a friendly manner. She flirted with a unique pronunciation and fluent Chinese: "It's such a coincidence that the Chinese cultivators could actually meet here."

China, which has always been a country of etiquette, naturally cannot lose etiquette.

"I heard the name of the Western Saint of Your Country for a long time. When I saw it today, it was indeed worthy of its reputation."

The Western saints smiled beautifully and holy - as for whether they could understand the elegant and profound greetings of China's ancient and profound meaning, they were no longer within their concern.

"The Gate of All Realms is about to open..." The Western Saint said suddenly: "Don't you Chinese cultivators have chosen the world you are about to go to?"

What?

The Gate of All Worlds?

Everyone frowned.

Bai Mo's heart was slightly shocked and he quickly called the system, "Tong'er, what does she mean by going to the new world?"

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[Note]: Unintentionally slandering anyone's religious beliefs is a plot requirement. Please forgive me and I sincerely apologize here.
Chapter completed!