He can only be considered handsome, but his eyes are mysterious, as bright as stars, and his wisdom and erudition seem to be able to penetrate everything.

This is the Baize clan, one of the five auspicious tribes!

The man is the holy son of the Baize clan!

This clan's combat power cannot be considered top-notch, but it is well-versed in ancient and modern times, knowledgeable and well-written, and can also communicate with all things and spirits. It is extremely magical.

The Baize clan is not many, but what you know is probably much more than Xuanji Building.

There is a Wanshu Pavilion in their clan, which brings together too many lonely books from ancient times to the present, and many strong people want to go in and view it.

As for the one beside him, the Chongming Bird Clan, one of the five tribes.

The leader is also the Holy Son of the Chongming clan.

This saint of Chongming was wearing a gorgeous feathered dress, born with double pupils and a pretty appearance, but what was strange was that his body was hidden and his muscles were like a cage. It supported a feathered dress and seemed to be a fat bird that could not even fly.

“The inheritance of each region has almost appeared.

There were not many people who knew about Wuzhongrui last time, so the competition was not fierce.

But this time it’s different. I guess famous geniuses will gather here!"

The Holy Son of Chongming said lightly, and a strong sense of fighting flashed through his mysterious double pupils.

"I don't know who is the final winner."

Bai Ze Shengzi chuckled and continued, "I must have no hope.

If you can do it, I can help you.”

"If you can really get a fruit that has no beginning, your benefits will be indispensable."

The Holy Son of Chongming chuckled.

But at this time.

Both of them shrank and they walked to the junction of the bottomless abyss and the Heavenly Beast Forest.

"What's going on there?"

The Holy Son of Chongming looked at the location where Chen Feihan built the foundation.

"What a terrifying power fluctuation, I remember this was a wasteland before!"

The Saint Son of Bai Ze looked solemn. He saw more things, but he was just uncertain.

"Do you want to go and see? Maybe some treasure is born?"

The Holy Son of Chongming proposed.

"Can.
Chapter completed!