What talents and resources are not worth mentioning after reaching immortality.

“Huhu.”

The mist in the black robe suddenly expanded and contracted, and hissing and cold suddenly appeared.

Immortality can be ignored, or even encourage and support, and praise you.

But the world masters are different.

This is the realm master who has been in trouble for billions of years.

Where?

This made them all disheartened and unable to move forward again in their practice—

How to be content?

"Tsk tsk, Fang Cheng!" The black robe mist screamed sharply, the sound was gloomy and terrifying, vibrating the space material, echoing in the courtyard.

at the same time.

There is a courtyard in Shanghuancheng, under the dark shadows.

The two figures stood silently like sculptures that remained unmoving for thousands of years.

"As the lords of the realm masters, we have never seen such a terrifying, bizarre, weird, and weird celestial class, which is really unimaginable." A hoarse voice sounded.

Another sound suddenly rang out.

“It’s not just that!”

"Fang Cheng is only about thirty years old this year!"

"What kind of fortune is that it has caused such creatures to be born in the universe?"

For a moment, darkness filled the air.

Two crazy and greedy eyes full of deep and deep were focused together.

“What exactly is it?”

"I really want to know!"

——

Zhonghuan City.

Zhonghuantai.

Fang Cheng's expression moved, and the cold and indifferent sound seemed to be like the sun flowing in the sky, and the stars spread across the sky, cleaning up all the oscillating aftermath on the Zhonghuan Platform.

"Sichen."

He sighed softly.

The deceased, the friendship that has passed is unbearable to look back on.

Bo.

Fang Cheng stepped forward with one foot, and the space was twisted and rippled above the Zhonghuan Platform.

It seemed like a colorless, invisible and unstable vortex that descended into the world and the world. Fang Cheng stepped into it with one foot and returned to the 39th peak.

What else is there to be happy to kill the damn gold and the Lord of the Slaughter World?

The dead are gone, and they are heartbroken, so what room can be recovered?

——

Shanghuancheng, a courtyard.

A touch of indigo breeze suddenly shook.

An old man with indigo hair appeared in his figure.

He is the Scenery of the Light Wing Clan, the Wind belongs to the quasi-position realm, and the Scenery Wing!

“Huh?”

"Sichen?"

"What does Fang Cheng mean?"

Feng Guangyi's eyes closed and opened, messages flashed through his heart, and guesses and thoughts rose in his mind.

"Sichen little girl, she is in Lan Jian Universe. She has been stationed for three years. Could it be that something happened?"

Feng Guangyi's eyes revealed a cold light.

Instantly.

Breeze, breeze, strong wind, hurricane, empty wind, blowing, blowing, wind shaking, and the wind shaking the world.

"Is something wrong with Sichen?"

Feng belongs to the quasi-position realm, with a change of mind, and based on Fang Cheng's sigh, the whole story is basically analyzed.

"It's actually!"

"Chongguan is angry! Kill the Lord of the Realm! But for Sichen!"

Feng Guangyi pursed her lips and slapped her palm.

A crystal bead with a dazzling brilliance suddenly appeared in the palm of Feng Guangying's hand.

The crystal-clear pearls flashed and colorful.

Feng Guangyi fell into shock and suspicion.

"This true life bead is a treasure specially found for Sichen's little girl. It can detect the location and determine life and death."

"The true life bead is dim, and the lord who connects with him will inevitably die."

But at this time.

Looking at the constantly flashing crystal beads, Feng Guangying smiled bitterly and touched her chin.
Chapter completed!