The spiritual consciousness spread out and no abnormality was found.

There are no traces of living creatures within a thousand miles, and there are no aura fluctuations.

"Is it right here?" Fang Yu looked at Han Miaoyi and asked doubtfully.

Han Miaoyi nodded and looked at the snowy field ahead.

She slowly fell from the sky.

"Where is this place? What fairyland or realm are we in?" Fang Yu was confused and wanted to figure this out.

At this time, Han Miaoyi had already landed on the snowy field.

She squatted down and felt the breath of blood, just under the ground covered with thick blood!

Han Miaoyi stretched out her hands, trying to push away the snow on top.

But at this moment, a buzzing sound came from the front!

"Buzz!"

The voice was harsh, with a powerful aura of majesty!

Fang Yu looked forward and frowned.

Only three white-robed monks appeared one after another.

Two men and one woman.

They all have vertical marks on their foreheads, glowing with golden light.

And the aura on their bodies directly revealed their identities.

Primitive gods!

The aura of the divine blood, which is purer than that of the members of the Supreme God Clan, instantly permeates the world!

Fang Yu looked at the appearance of these three monks with slightly stern eyes.

Sure enough, the bloodline aura that Han Miaoyi sensed was that the primitive gods were behind it.

"I didn't expect you to come so quickly."

The female nun in the middle has a delicate face. When she speaks, there is a sense of superior indifference in her tone.

She looked at Han Miaoyi with undisguised disgust in her eyes.

The body of gods and demons is a shame to the primitive gods.
Chapter completed!