The mythical world, no matter how powerful and terrifying it is, is only a stage.

"Hahaha, what a disallowance.

I remember it! If I were still alive, he would know everything that happened here.

When the time comes, you and I will go together."

The First Emperor Ying said.

But after saying that, the figure disappeared directly, leaving only a mournful cry from Tai'a Sword.

Long Fei looked at the place where the First Emperor disappeared and sighed in his heart.

Being independent from the world, carrying the blue sky on my back, and fighting against the evil gods with my own strength. Behind this domineering look, there is more helplessness and unwillingness.

"I don't believe that the First Emperor would die like this."

"Mythical world, you and I will fight again."

Long Fei narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!