It was the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit who had fought with Cao Yi many years ago.

A dull sound!

Yuan Futong reorganized his body and looked at the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit in surprise.

"You are not Yuan Futong"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother frowned slightly.

The palm she just now could not even take even the middle-stage Golden Immortal.

Just Yuan Futong, but nothing happened.

Obviously, it's not normal.

Yuan Futong smiled, turned around and ran away.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit tore open the space and chased after it.

The two of them chased each other and quickly left the mainland, passed through many small worlds, and sank into the endless sea of ​​boundaries.

Lost the trace of Yuan Futong.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit had to return.

After a long time, a figure emerged from a small world like a wave and was about to leave.

Suddenly, my heart felt something and my figure suddenly turned around.

A Taoist was sitting in the surging sea of ​​boundaries, looking at him with a smile.

Obviously, I've been waiting for a long time.

"Do I call you Yuan Futong, or should I call you Kunpeng?"

Cao Yi said calmly.

"Don't meddle in other people's business"

Kunpeng said coldly.

Although the person in front of me is strong, it is quite different from him.

At most, he can destroy the other party.

"There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot"

Cao Yi thought of a modern meme and chanted it out.
Chapter completed!