Nothing changes.

Since the last "Seven Days and Seven Nights" in the Taiqing Temple, the scene that foreshadows disaster has included the shadow of the Tai Chi diagram, and there has been no change since then.

He sensed it carefully for a while and suddenly burst into laughter.

What causes the father and son's magical power to tremble is not the change in the disaster, but the father and son's magical power itself.

Look what he found?

The white clouds transformed by Li Ping'an quickly floated to the corner of the Kongmeng Realm, looking at the huge silver shuttle that slowly landed at the 'port', and the casual cultivators who came out of the silver shuttle to dominate the world.

'Father!'

Li Ping'an was very happy, and he was about to use the power of his soul to call out, but suddenly he heard a familiar, old, and always flattering call.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven~ His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven~ I am the old minister!"

In the barren mountains and dense forests, Li Ping'an opened his eyes and turned to look at the old man in green robes who was bowing and bowing a few miles away.

Good guy, how did he find him?

Why didn't Heaven give a warning? His own immortal consciousness didn't notice it either.

Li Ping'an was secretly frightened, but he smiled habitually, and most of his mind returned to his original body, and he said slowly:

"Senior, just come forward."

"Hey! Yes! I have something important to report! It concerns the tenth prince of the ancient heaven. He is afraid that he will be unfavorable to you!"

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Chapter completed!