The expressions of Kuangzi Mo and Master Xuankong were extremely complicated, and their eyes were filled with deep awe and fear.
Dongfang Liren, on the other hand, couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and two clear tears fell from his eyes.
"Ye Qing, why are you doing this..."
Ye Qing was completely immersed in the joy of breaking through the levels and grabbing the treasure, without any notice.
But Dongfang Liren and the three of them could see clearly at this time.
With the continuous breakthroughs, Ye Qing's body has been obviously eroded by strangeness and has undergone tremendous changes.
Strange spots and scales appeared on his skin, which looked like mutations.
Countless severed tentacles wrapped around his body.
Fortunately, he was blocked by the Linghua Blood Clothes and could not absorb Ye Qing's vitality.
In addition, Ye Qing's eyes had already turned as red as blood, like a beast that had lost its mind.
Only the immortal eyes between his eyes were still clear, which prevented him from turning into a real beast.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing has passed more than 800 levels.
His body has been almost eroded by the strangeness to the extreme, and his will may be destroyed at any time.
This almost desperate effort made Dongfang Liren feel sad for it.
Of course she hopes to see Ye Qing conquer three thousand worlds and obtain the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Yunjian.
But no matter what, she didn't want to lose Ye Qing because of this.
Ye Qing is the first man she has entrusted her sincerity to in this life, and he must be the only man.
If Ye Qing is lost, Dongfang Liren will also lose the meaning of life.
……
However, Ye Qing could no longer hear any sounds from the outside world.
He only sees the weirdness and enemies in front of him, as well as the chance rewards he gets after killing these enemies.
With such a terrifying drive that was almost crazy, Ye Qing passed the first 999 levels of the Nirvana stage.
With a huge opportunity that almost overflowed the storage ring, I embarked on the final third thousand level.
Originally, Ye Qing was already prepared to face a strong enemy, and even determined to die.
Even if they die together, they must defeat the ultimate enemy.
However, the moment he stepped onto the third thousandth level, all the strange purgatory-like scenes around him disappeared.
There was nothing between heaven and earth, turning into a white space, and there was no sound around.
Ye Qing was slightly startled and looked back, but he could no longer see the origin of this trip, nor could he see Dongfang Liren, Mo Kuangzi and Master Xuankong.
It was as if the moment he reached Level 3000, he was exiled from the original world and came to this timeless and dimensionless space.
"This..."
"What's going on?"
Ye Qing was in a daze, completely lost in this white space.
Although the outside world has only passed for a few seconds, from Ye Qing's perspective, he has already survived a cycle of loneliness.
Just when his heart and will were about to collapse, a golden sword slowly fell from the sky.
Having endured a cycle of loneliness, Ye Qing was filled with an almost begging desire for anything except white.
The moment he saw this fairy sword, he immediately stretched out his hand desperately, trying to catch it in his own hand.
However, the moment his hand touched the fairy sword, the fairy sword disappeared and appeared ten meters in front of him.
Ye Qing was about to continue chasing when a powerful Sanskrit sound came from his ears.
"Shuzi, don't waste your energy."
"Those who are not strong-willed are not worthy of touching this Immortal Sword Jingyun."
Ye Qing was slightly startled, and an infinite killing intent suddenly arose in his heart, and he roared angrily, "Why do you say that my will is weak?"
"If I don't have a strong will, how can I fight my way through three thousand worlds and reach the last level?" "If I don't have a strong will, how can I survive the loneliness of reincarnation without being annihilated by time?"
"I don't care who you are, show up quickly!"
"As long as I kill you, these three thousand worlds will surrender under my feet!"
Fanyin sneered and said disdainfully, "You dare to say that I will make the three thousand worlds surrender. You are really arrogant."
"Look at yourself, are you worthy of saying such things?"
The next second, white lights converged in front of Ye Qing, forming a mirror.
Seeing his own appearance in the mirror, Ye Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.
"This...this is me?"
At this moment, his body had turned into white bones, without a trace of flesh and blood.
There were cracks on his face like poisonous snakes, which was shocking to see.
His eyes became as dark as ink, like stagnant water in an ancient well, without a trace of luster.
Including the immortal eyes between the eyebrows, they are no longer as clear as before and have become filthy.
Ye Qing was deeply shocked and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his immortal eyes.
However, what stretched out was not a hand, but a disgusting tentacle.
"No..."
"This is impossible...impossible!"
Ye Qing's belief collapsed and he let out a hysterical roar.
Fanyin sneered and said disdainfully, "Shuzi, do you only understand now?"
"When you kill the weirdness to your heart's content, the weirdness is also eating away at your body and heart."
"If you had just stopped in time, you could have escaped with the opportunity and the treasure."
"But you are too greedy. You want to get my inheritance and you don't know how to stop."
"Now you have been eroded to the bone by the weirdness and have become the weirdness itself."
Facing Fanyin's scolding, Ye Qing gradually calmed down.
The will that had been shattered into fragments was gradually put back together.
His eyes were no longer as dark as before, and showed a trace of luster again.
The eyes of the immortal are no longer dirty and become clear and bright.
After a while, Ye Qing stood up slowly, with a smile on his lips.
"So what?"
"The moment I became an immortal, I already knew that the mission given to me by God was to kill the weird."
"No matter how weird it is, as long as you are encountered by me, I will kill you without sparing any effort."
"If I myself become weird, then why not kill myself?"
Having said that, Ye Qing tried his best to summon the Holy Spirit Blood Sword and hold it in his palm.
After passing the thousand levels just now, the holy sword of spiritual blood killed nearly a thousand weirdos and absorbed a large amount of blood essence.
The three-foot dagger has been transformed into a seven-foot long sword, and it is emitting a dazzling blood light.
At this moment, Ye Qing held the hilt of the sword upside down with both hands and exhaled a deep breath.
The next second, under the surprised gaze of the immortal sword in front of him, Ye Qing let out a scream and pierced the spiritual blood holy sword into his chest.
"What?!"
Na Fanyin was stunned for a moment and said in shock, "Shuzi, you..."
Ye Qing didn't hesitate at all, he directly poured his spiritual power into it and shouted loudly.
"Blood is destroyed!" (End of this chapter)