If every creation of a parallel universe is equivalent to a split in the river of time, then countless rivers of time will appear.

Even if the controller is powerful enough to ignore the backlash of time, the final result will be the destruction of the universe!

No wonder. No wonder catastrophes can make people despair to such an extent. If these speculations are true, then this catastrophe may really be the will of the world itself.

Time passed slowly, and not even an hour after Curse Lan left, the space fluctuations around him flashed again, and a joyful voice sounded.

"I know, it's just sharing the news. You can spread it on your own." Curlan nodded calmly. He just yearned for the grandeur of the first generation, but he didn't care about things like catastrophe.

Shen Zhao looked at her outfit and wondered, well, what can I say? She can transform the robe granted by heaven and earth into a tights. He Shen Zhao could only say: As expected of you, Sister Yu.

But when Shen Zhao saw what was in Xiaoyu's hand, surprise flashed in his eyes: "This is death? Where did you find it?"

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, these things looked delicious, and there were also snacks, which was great.

"Go on, go on. If there's a lot of noise, remember to stay away and don't disturb me while I'm eating." Xiaoyu waved her hand, quickly picked up a fruit and took a bite. Her big eyes suddenly brightened. This was a real fairy fruit.

Shen Zhao did not stay any longer, took the power of death, stepped forward, and disappeared.

Darkness, doom, killing, corrosion, fear, and now death, his domain of authority is really getting stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!