Chapter: 8841
"When I came back, my thoughts were divided into nine realms. The world of cultivating immortals is a closed world. In my nine realms of thoughts, I can control a piece of void in the realm of cultivating immortals, but I can't do anything to people in the upper realm. This is limited by my thoughts." There was a trace of vicissitudes in the master's voice.
"The idea of the enemy." Zhang Han's heart was touched, and he suddenly thought of something, but he didn't say it.
"That's right, I have fallen." Master Guangtuan sighed softly: "The only remaining thought is integrated with the world rules of the world of cultivating immortals."
"This..." Zhang Han's face froze slightly.
"So, you will face all this by yourself, bear it yourself, you haven't grown up yet, the world is full of accidents, your catastrophe, you can't avoid it, you can only take the initiative to bear it." Master Guangtuan said.
A trace of sweat appeared on Zhang Han's forehead.
To be honest, deep down in his heart, he was worried.
"But when the main nest of the Zerg race appeared, you were the one who destroyed it." Zhang Han suddenly felt a little strange.
"Because the main nest of the Zerg has devoured the continental plate of the world of cultivating immortals, and the body contains the rules of the world. But within the rules of the world of cultivating immortals, I can change them. If it involves the pure upper realm, I can't return to heaven, even if I was once the great emperor."
The master sighed in his mind: "Zhang Han, you have to remember one sentence, anyone who defies the sky must have flaws!"
Crash!
The light cluster of thoughts dissipated, and the scene around Zhang Han was captured by the sight again.
You can even hear everyone's comments in your ears:
"What the hell is going on? Hearing that voice made me feel terrified." Mu Xue muttered.
The Leiyang tree, as usual, was tall and magnificent, and the red sun set in the west, casting a layer of golden light on the horizon.
The fragrant herbs on Crescent Mountain flutter with the breeze.
The sea of flowers, vegetation, everything is a vibrant scene.
But in Zhang Han's eyes, for some reason, there is a sense of twilight.
The people in Crescent Mountain are still here. There are many children of the new generation, running, jumping, and playing. They are carefree and don’t worry about anything. Being able to live in Crescent Mountain is their happiest childhood.
Just like Mengmeng, there are too many memories in Crescent Mountain.
She grew up here and grew up under the care of Zhang Han.
Now that he is an adult, he is frowning slightly: "Dad, it seems to be, it seems to be from the ancient martial arts world."
"What happened to the ancient martial world?" Yue Wuwei was anxious beside him. He used to be able to use auxiliary orbs to check for news, but now his eyes were darkened, and he was a little unaccustomed, so he asked: "I'm not afraid of problems in the ancient martial world. It’s also sealed, could it be that something strange happened?”
"no."
Mengmeng shook her head slightly: "I feel a little vague, but it seems to be..."
Whoosh!
While talking, a spaceship flew quickly from a distance.
It attracted everyone's attention and made Mengmeng pause.
It's from the ancient martial arts world.
"Boss, boss, something is wrong."