The most mighty scene broke out.

In place, a holy light column rose straight from the bottom of the ground, rising quickly, like a holy white dragon rushed into the sky, and sent his own roar towards this mighty sky.

The mighty white glory rippling the world, under the layer of white and glorious laying, it seems to be incarnate into the legendary holy paradise. It is just to see the scene in front of you, and you can't help but feel a great shore, holy, sacred, sacred, sacred, sacred, sacred, sacred.

Power and breath.

Under the glorious white, the scene in place slowly changes.

A sense of turmoil in the space rose from the hearts of everyone, making them feel a sense of sorrow.

When they are awake again, in place, the surrounding scenes have changed completely.

The wind sand in place has disappeared.

The mighty white glory gradually wiped out.

In place, an old relic stands in front, like an building left by the ancient ancestors, ancient and old, and unique, just stand here quietly.

"This is ..."

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Chen Qingping stopped breathing. At this moment, it seemed that the whole body was shaking.

"This is the remains left by your Holy Heart."

On the side, it seemed to feel the emotions in Chen Qing's heart. Yang Lin slowly moved forward, watching the remains of the great shore in front of him, and couldn't help sighing: "Ancient city, Mindura."

He has been here before the city in front of him. He has also been here before.
Chapter completed!