"The eighty generation, I am Zhen Rou!"

Zhao Afang looked at the calculated pictures and for a moment, he felt a little numb.

The ice in my heart kept collapsing. Looking at the scenes of this life, it seemed like I had experienced it myself, and tears gradually shed in Zhao Afang's eyes.

"I saw the color, I understand what you said that day!" Zhao Afang suddenly said in a very complicated way when he looked at Yan Chuan.

"Zhen Rou!" Yan Chuan smiled happily.

Eighty-generation couple? A full eighty-year-old! Although Yan Chuan cannot see those dozens of previous lives, it is enough to understand the facts at this moment.

Yun Xin's expression was complicated on the side.

"You come from the fairy world!" Yun Xin sighed slightly.

"No, I'm still Zhao Afang!" Zhao Afang shook his head in tears.

"Okay, as long as you are still there, Afang, go back with me! We will not be separated again in this life!" Yan Chuan took a step forward.

Zhao Afang closed his eyes, as if he was struggling, struggling in his past and present lives.

Just as Yan Chuan was looking forward to it.

"boom!"

A sudden explosion of the sky occurred.

"Afang!" As the explosion sounded, a woman's call came from the void.

Zhao Afang was shocked and looked up at the sky.

Countless cultivators also looked at the sky in shock.

With the woman's call, a terrifying aura emanated, which immediately made countless cultivators from all over the world shudder.

"Immortal? And she is an extremely powerful immortal?" Meng Lingtian's face changed.

"Master!" Zhao Afang looked at the sky.

A white light came and enveloped Zhao Afang.

"Come back!" The sound of the white light sounded again.

Zhao Afang suddenly showed complicated expression and turned to Yan Chuan.

"Come back!" The sound continued in the white light.

"Master, disciple..." Zhao Afang said with a complicated expression, with tears in his eyes.

"Your affairs are already known by my teacher, but the people are about to die. Let go of your children's love, let go! Let go!" There was a sense of sadness in the voice.

Zhao Afang burst into tears for a moment.

Yan Chuan frowned and looked at the sky: "A Fang's master? A Fang is my wife, the 80th generation wife, Tianding couple, what qualifications do you have to break up?"

"How can an ants know the destiny?" The voice in the white light was angry.

Yan Chuan was about to reprimand, but Zhao Afang suddenly spoke, "No, don't talk about my master!"

Yan Chuan frowned slightly.

"You and I will finally meet each other, but Master and Master...!" Zhao Afang shook his head and said.

Yan Chuan didn't say anything more.

"Eighty generations, haha, eighty generations!" Zhao Afang burst into tears.

"Afang!" Yan Chuan said softly.

Zhao Afang bit his lip and sobbed slightly, "If the fate is constant, I will recognize you when I go to the fairy world!"

As he said that, Zhao Afang let go of the world branch and stepped into the sky.

"Afang!" Yan Chuan shouted.

Zhao Afang's eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't dare to look back. He soared into the sky and rushed into the sky in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Entering the fairy world.

In the fairy world.

"Afang! It will pass soon." A female voice comforted her.

"Master, I feel uncomfortable!" Zhao Afang cried.

Zhao Afang left, leaving Yan Chuan alone, feeling lost. The surroundings were quiet. After a long time, Yan Chuan had a look again.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, the heaven? The fairy world? How can ants know the destiny of heaven? I am still an ants? Hahahaha!" Yan Chuan laughed desolately.

Amid the laughter, Yan Chuan's face became more and more ferocious. A blow not only failed to defeat Yan Chuan, but instead made Yan Chuan ignite ambition!

"Swish!" "Swish!"......

Figures flew over quickly.

Meng Lingtian, Li Si, the Eastern righteous and Liu Jin, all fell behind.

At this moment, the Tianji Sect’s God-Slaying Destiny Array slowly retreated, because the result was already out, and this large formation was no longer needed.

"Your Majesty!" Liu Jin said worriedly.

Yan Chuan's face slowly became serious, and a hint of cold and fierce light appeared.

"I'm fine!" Yan Chuan suppressed his heart and said dullly.

"Di Yan, I'm very sorry, you cannot participate in the God-making plan. At the same time, please fulfill your promise that day and return it to the world branch!" Yun Xin stepped forward and walked forward.
Chapter completed!