He also knew that the reason was that the blood-profile demon Mo Yan's ability to block Chen Xiyi directly blocked. Except for his friends, no one else could find him.

Otherwise, he would have spread the power-eating Gu in the fallen land, and he would have been arrested and cut by You Guang long ago.

The other party may not be able to find him.

Chen Xiyi didn't care about the trap of the ascension ceremony. He just stuffed it into the wooden box and knocked it out with an alloy pick.

When you get into the inventory, even gods can't make the sky.

He is still very confident about this.

[You have a new email that has been deposited into your email address, please check it out]

[A letter from Lin Feng of the Eternal One]

[Old Chen, where did you go? Why can't you find you? Fortunately, the letter was sent. I told you that the problem is a bit big. I found a fog in history, spreading. I don't know what it is, but You Guang seems to know something. What should I do?]

[Attachment: Spirituality of historical heritage × 13]

"The mist of history?"

Chen Xiyi was getting more and more terrified. What's the matter? It's like a rainy night.

He knew that the battlefield between Lin Feng and You Guang was in history.
Chapter completed!