"Heaven, open, it, the road."

Everyone was shaking in their hearts, and unknowingly pronounced the four words together, and then changed their faces.

In front of them-

The dazzling golden light spreads layer by layer of white stairs, each layer is filled with a dreamy halo, as if you can reach the legendary God-Shangtian Realm and the other side of heaven by climbing up the steps.

Next to the stairs to the sky, a sudden pure white stone tablet towers into the clouds. The black characters on the stone tablet are written in the four words "The Road to Apocalypse".

On weekdays, a group of cultivators with high moral character and respect for immortality were stunned when they looked at the dazzling scene in front of them.

The six gods have no master.

"What is the Apocalypse Road?"

"Where does it come from? Where will it lead? I wonder what kind of existence exists at the end of this 'Road of Apocalypse'?"

"This road of apocalypse suddenly appeared in front of us. Is it necessary for us to climb up the steps? But it looks so high. The steps here must be at least tens of thousands, right?"

“…”

Just as everyone was talking and curious about the 'Road of Apocalypse', someone suddenly said: "Are we really going to take this so-called Apocalypse Road? I know if there will be dangers above, but I don't know if it's time to look back now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he exclaimed again and again.

"Look, the historical corridor we just walked over is slowly disappearing!"

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound.

Behind me, the passage of the mural gallery carved with the myth of the Mountain and Seas is gradually getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming a vortex, and finally turning into a small black dot, completely disappearing in front of you...

Bai Mo's mouth twitched, could it be that this place is alive and could he still hear people talking?

Someone just now had no intention of asking for a return, and the historical corridor of the mural when he came was closed immediately, completely blocking everyone's way back!

A certain cultivator's heart was filled with waves, his face was broken and his face was broken, and his crying voice turned into a ferocious demon: "It's over! Even if I want to go back now, I can't go back! Who was the foolish person just now?!"

Of course, no one admits that the slutty person belongs to him.

And now it is obviously meaningless to care about this.

What they should care more about is what to do now.

"There is definitely weird in this place. Maybe in the dark or above the clouds, there are a pair of eyes staring at our every move, and a pair of ears listening to the sound of our words. Since it cuts off all our retreat, we can only step on the road of apocalypse in front of us!"

"A person who cultivates immortals is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles ahead, and is afraid of unknowns and confused, so that he can keep his true heart!"

"Yes! We immortal cultivators are going against the will of heaven, so let's go--"

Whether it is a master of the martial arts stories or an unborn hermit immortal, there is a chivalrous and surging blood in his bones. One person calls him and one calls him and one calls him and a hundred calls.

The group did not hesitate to embark on the "Road of Apocalypse" and moved forward.

Even the leader of the Ye family and Ye Yang had to keep up with everyone's footsteps.

On this road to the sky, hundreds of cultivators were walking among them. The team that was originally dominating the country was as small as a group of ants...

The red skirt was slightly rippling, and the white ink looked relaxed. Yi Yiran stepped on the white ladder of the "Road of Apocalypse".

Then, he raised his delicate eyebrows.
Chapter completed!