...

The Yang God rotates, and in an instant, there are billions of thoughts.

And the time outside seems to be stagnant at this moment.

This made Qingyuan understand how amazing the gap between the human immortals in the Ninth Heaven and the Great Real Person in the Eighth Heaven is... and also made him understand what a feat it would be for him to compete with the human immortals with the Eighth Heaven... How amazing is the foundation of being able to achieve such a feat.

In an instant, he entered the Ninth Heaven and went to the Shuiyue Tower.

And Zhengyi's sword had already come between his eyebrows.

Qingyuan is still immersed in Shuiyue Tower.

The ancient mirror turned on its own and fell between his eyebrows.

A sword stabbed in the middle of the ancient mirror!

A darkness flashed through the cold eyes.

That's it!

The sword blade stabbed the mirror of the ancient mirror, and the back of the ancient mirror was pressed against Qingyuan's eyebrows!

It was at this moment that Qingyuan suddenly opened his mouth.
Chapter completed!