Although Yang Xuan was laughing, Taishang and Yuanshi's faces became more and more gloomy.

The other party stood in the void and had no respect for them at all, which made the two holy hearts angry.

Moreover, the lines of Yang Xuan were full of ridicule, which made Yuanshi unable to help but want to slap him to death with one palm.

"Yang Xuan, you are looking for death." Yuan Shi's face was gloomy, and a terrifying pressure spread out all over his body, pressing on Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's bones were crackling, but his face was calm and he had no reaction at all. He just smiled at the second saint.

The more he did this, the more angry the two saints were.

"Two, cherish the present time. While you are still above the saint's fruit, please explain your funeral quickly." Yang Xuan laughed.

Wong!

Yuanshi Tianzun finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he swung his slap and slapped Yang Xuan.

But before he could hit Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan's body had gradually dissipated, causing his palm to fall into vain.

"This child is arrogant!" Yuan Shi roared angrily.

"Senior brother, I can't care about that much anymore. I want to enter the underworld to kill this son." Yuan Shi said angrily.

"Junior brother, you must not, you must not trap yourself in." The Supreme Lord said solemnly.

"Now the secrets of the three realms are in chaos, everything is unclear.

Moreover, I feel that a great disaster is coming and sweeping across the entire Three Realms.

Even you and I will be affected by this great disaster.”

Yuanshi's face was solemn, but he didn't feel it.

In recent hundreds of years, I have been feeling uneasy and slight throbbing.

This is a sign that a great disaster is about to occur, and this great disaster is likely to affect them as the Supreme One said.

"Senior brother, we are already at the top of the Three Realms. What kind of catastrophe will even be uneasy in our hearts?" Yuan Shi said in a low voice.

"I don't know!" the Supreme murmured.

"Since the ancient times of the Dragon and Han Realm, great disasters will come every once in a while in the Three Realms."

"Although some of the great disasters were planned by us, there are still some disasters caused by the three realms of heaven."

As Taishang said this, Yuanshi's heart was still uneasy.

The great lich catastrophe in those days targeted the witch clan.

The great catastrophe of the gods is a contest between the Ancient Sect and the Jie Sect.

At the end of the battle, Taishang and Yuanshi were almost killed by Tongtian in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

These great disasters made Taishang and Yuanshi feel inexplicable panic in their hearts.

They did not participate in the Lich Calamity, but they also knew that there seemed to be a kind of force behind the war.

They don't know who it is.

But the great catastrophe of the gods was planned by the Taoist ancestor.

Although he cheated Tongtian, his lives were almost taken into account in the end.

For some reason, when they thought of this, they felt uneasy.

If it was a disaster planned by the saint, they would not be very worried.

After all, even the two Western saints can plan a Journey to the West. Although they were taken over by Yang Xuan, it was indeed planned by the saint.

Just when the two saints were uneasy, Yang Xuan had already walked towards the Naihe Bridge along the cycle of reincarnation.

The yin energy lingers on the road of reincarnation, and the dead souls walked towards the reincarnation land under the escort of the Yin soldiers.

Yang Xuan was very fast, but he didn't stop and headed straight for Naihe Bridge.

On the Naihe Bridge, Meng Nu stood on it. She was covered in white clothes and was spotless, standing against the railing, quietly looking at Yang Xuan walking in front of her.

"You are here!" Meng Nu's eyes were hazy, and she looked at Yang Xuan who was standing solemn among the many dead souls, and her teeth opened lightly.

"Mengnu, I'm here." Yang Xuan spoke, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Mengnu motionlessly.

Meng Nu smiled, like a flower in the darkness, stunning the world.

Yang Xuan stepped forward and climbed the Naihe Bridge.

The faces of the ghost messengers around them changed drastically. They recognized Yang Xuan, quickly crawled on the ground, and kowtowed to Yang Xuan.

A force permeated Yang Xuan's body and he stood up directly dragging the bodies of the ghost messengers.

He climbed straight up to the Naihe Bridge and looked at Meng Nu.

Meng Nu's eyes were hazy and filled with tears.

Seeing Yang Xuan coming intact, she finally let go of her heart.

During that time just now, she felt that she had lost the most important person.

Now that I think about it, I'm scared.

If she had let her forget Yang Xuan, she would not know what would happen to her.

Although several disasters have passed, some things have been imprinted in her heart.

For Yang Xuan, she was willing to guard this Naihe Bridge for countless years.

Yang Xuan also didn't know these things.

Although some past events are blurred, there are some memories deep in his soul.

Meng Nu paid too much for him and could not repay her anyway.

"Mengnu, you have suffered." Yang Xuan reached out and wiped away the tears from Mengnu's cheek.

Meng Nu smiled and said lightly: "I won't suffer. As long as you can get better, I will suffer any suffering."

"I'm sorry, I will come to pick you up when I become a saint." Yang Xuan spoke, then looked at Meng Nu deeply and walked towards the other end of Naihe Bridge.

Meng Nu nodded with tears in her eyes, and she did not stop Yang Xuan.

I didn't allow him to climb the Naihe Bridge before and did not allow him to enter the depths of reincarnation because he was not strong enough.

Now Yang Xuan's strength is enough. The first person below the saint is, his combat power is overwhelming the quasi-saint, and no one can stop him.

Looking at Yang Xuan's departure back, Meng Nu's eyes were firm. He believed that Yang Xuan would definitely become a saint.

At that time, everyone who plotted against him would be liquidated by him.

After Yang Xuan bid farewell to Meng Nu, he walked straight ahead of the cycle of reincarnation.

On the other end of the Naihe Bridge, it is vast.

The dead souls wearing plain clothes and dazed faces were escorted by ghost officers and walked forward.

These dead souls had already drunk Mengpo soup, had completely forgotten their past lives, and had no worries.

At this time, at the end of the cycle of reincarnation, a huge portal stands at the end of the world.

The portal was extremely huge, and the above path was flowing, and mysterious halos filled the surroundings.

The entire sky was twisting, and around the portal, it was dark, as if it was destroyed by a terrifying force, extremely deep.

That huge portal is the Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate.

There are six deep passages in it, namely the six paths in the world.

Within the six realms of reincarnation, a rich power of reincarnation spreads out and spreads around.

This is the most mysterious power in the world, and even the Taoist ancestor is difficult to capture.

It is precisely this power that makes the saints of heaven and earth want to plan for reincarnation.

After all, mastering this power is equivalent to mastering reincarnation.

Even if you cannot control the six realms of reincarnation, you can still open up reincarnation by yourself.

After all, without the law of reincarnation, even if a saint can place the souls of some disciples in some mortal fetuses, it will be difficult to achieve the effect.

This is taking over the body, not reincarnation.

Looking at the huge portal ahead, Yang Xuan felt uneasy.

Within this portal, there is not only the law of reincarnation, but also the deity of Empress Pingxin.

Looking at the dead souls in plain clothes entering the reincarnation gate and finally disappearing into the reincarnation gate, Yang Xuan took a deep breath and walked forward.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed, and he saw some figures in front of the Reincarnation Gate.

The figures stood solemnly on both sides of the Reincarnation Gate. They were all powerful and extremely powerful, but they seemed to have no substance.

That is the war soul.

Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed drastically because, above those figures, he actually felt the power of the law.

It is just a few of the twelve laws.

Yang Xuan was shocked. He stared at the battle souls and couldn't help but change his face again.

He actually saw the man who passed on his space laws in the upper reaches of the long river of time, Dijiang!

Yang Xuan was shocked and looked at the figures one by one, and his heart became more and more restless.
To be continued...