Everyone protected Mr. Corpse.

Three days later, the black air faded away again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Mr. Corpse's body made a series of muffled sounds. Mr. Corpse finally opened his eyes.

As soon as the eyes opened, a ray of light shot out, and then it became dull.

"Have you reached the Great Fairyland?" Luo Xingchen said with a hint of weirdness.

I originally thought that I was the strongest person around the Holy King, but after this period of time, I discovered that none of the people around the Holy King could be judged by common sense, and they were all extremely weird.

By chanting the golden pupil technique, you can seal away the peerless monsters in the Ancestral Immortal Realm, but this Mr. Corpse is even more evil.

Mr. Corpse stood up, nodded and said nothing more.

"What's between your eyebrows...?" Zhong Shan asked curiously.

"The center of my eyebrows is the best tomb in the world! The coffin has found the best tomb, and the tomb has also absorbed a trace of habits because of the coffin. The cultivation level of my subordinates will grow rapidly. It should not be long before they can reach the level of ancient immortal and become a saint.

The king will have more to worry about!" Mr. Shi said slightly happily.

Meanwhile, Luo Xingchen was speechless. How long would it take before he could reach the level of Ancient Immortal? When did cultivation become so simple? Because of his excellent talent and magical powers of time, he had also lost a lot of energy. But when he arrived at the corpse

Sir, it won’t take long?

However, Luo Xingchen felt relieved when he thought about the Heavenly Elder in Lingxiao Heavenly Court. That Heavenly Elder was even more exaggerated. He was raised from Heavenly Immortal to Ancient Immortal in an hour.
Chapter completed!