The Qingping Sword suddenly flew away, leaving behind a glimmer of hope...

After Thunder God sealed the top level of the Ninth Heaven, without breaking the ban, he entered the Pantao Garden and put down the strange blood peach. There is the most intuitive path, that is, through Yaochi!

No wonder His actions have been slowing down half a beat, leaving us with a chance...

Since this is the case, there is definitely no such thing as I am strong, and He will become weak and cannot be perfect. The ripples of the "bright moon" that were shaking was just an illusion created by the Golden Emperor.

In other words, I am not the Golden Emperor’s Dao Bian, so who am I?

Is my struggle and pain over the years just a joke?

Is God’s will really so high?

At this time, a sound of indifference and sarcasm came from the bright moon, and he said to Meng Qi in the long run of time:

"Don't worry, how could I kill myself to make the product of reducing the empty space?"

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying storm broke out in the long river of time. Meng Qi's figure stopped and rushed past Cheng Tang's Shang Dynasty, the first golden crow, the six-day ancestor dragon, and the beginning of the world's development.

Not only that, his sword flashed, splitting the void and setting foot on the chaos between two epochs!

Boom!
Chapter completed!