In addition, the Taoist ancestor sat cross-legged and preached. Over time, he could become a spirit and turn into a demon.

Such legends are endless.

This Guangyuan Ancient Heavenly Lord is one of the oldest immortals in the world. Although he is not the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, the breath left by the casting spell is also extraordinary.

When he arranged a Feng Shui array in the mountains, gathered mountains and rivers, and condensed the dragons on the ground, he didn't know how many breaths he had.

But the years are like water washing, and even the aura of immortals has disappeared in these years.

Only this wisp of breath was forbidden in the Nine-Level Treasure Box and had not dissipated.

Leaving this ray of breath in the treasure chamber, I don’t know whether Guangyuan Ancient Heavenly Lord was intentional or unintentional.

But no matter what, it is unpredictable to Kiyohara's help.

"The kindness is so strong that I can't thank you."

Qingyuan sighed in her heart and her eyes fell on the table.
Chapter completed!