That touch of pure white, so brilliant, so bright and heart-wrenching.

"Fang Cheng, can't you be a little slower?" The empty-level monarch was speechless for a long time, and finally barely let out a sad sigh.

——

The sixth world.

This world is the Cuicui Grassland.

Clusters of swaying green grass are piled up below the world, while the whole world is empty, showing its greenness.

“Huh?”

As soon as Fang Cheng rushed out, he immediately noticed Gan Ze, Quan Qiao and other monarchs in the distance, and couldn't help but slow down slightly.

"Fang Cheng, you are here too." The monarch Quan Qiao smiled slightly, soared towards Fang Cheng, pointing to this world: "There are only green grass in the sixth level, and there is no danger."

"That's pretty good." Fang Cheng smiled faintly.

"good?"

"Not good at all!"

The monarch Quan Qiao was speechless and shook his head and said, "The laws that should have been filled with the sixth level world are confused with the seventh level world."

"We can't get through the seventh world!"
Chapter completed!