Fantasy Prehistoric Supreme Through The Sky

The first thousand two hundred and forty-six chapters: Patching the sky pavilion ghost!

The reason why Lang Tianchi went there in person was largely based on his self-confidence in own.

He believes that even if he encounters any unexpected situation in the lower realm, he can still send a message back to the upper realm, so as not to die silently like Qin Kuangyue and Mo Feiyun.

Lin Xiaosuo took over Gong Fan’s words and said, “The leader of Closed Door Training has been closed for a long time, and it’s almost time to leave the customs. This time you go and return quickly. If there is any accident, we can think about it for a long time.”

Lin Xiaosuo was not worried about Lang Tianchi. What he was worried about was that the leader would be furious when he learned of all this after he left the customs. After all, the two gods were really a great loss to the entire Heavenly Dao. If you lose another Lang Tianchi, the consequences will be disastrous.

And Lang Tianchi himself knew the seriousness of the matter, and he nodded slightly when he heard the words, “You must pay attention to the movement of Heavenly Dao. This plan was leaked before it even started. Maybe they still have a back hand waiting for us. I’m leaving. After that, the affairs of the church will be left to you.”

After speaking, Lang Tianchi turned and left the Temple of Light.

Sooner rather than later, he has no reason to delay.

Moreover, he did not want to delay.

As a result, the entire Heavenly Dao was left with only two gods.

Lin Xiaosuo and Gong Fan looked at each other and shook their heads, but didn’t say much.

Of course, they won’t say anything.

And just when Lang Tianchi was about to rush to the lower realm, Little Stone also came to the boundary wall, and that was a whole new world waiting for him.

Swallowing Heavenly Demon bird, Lihuo Demon Bull, Golden Retriever Lion, and Gibbon Monkey standing neatly behind the small stone and watching him step into the world.

At the entrance of this boundary wall, people in a radius of thousands of miles were cleaned up by them. No one knew the whereabouts of the little stone. As long as he stepped into that world, everything he encountered would become the most important story in his life.

It’s just that he is still young and still can’t appreciate the feeling of creating a story.

“Thank you four.” The little stone politely turned his head back and gave a salute. One of the Primordial Relics was already heaven-defying, and now the four are seen off for him. With this card, he is the only one in the entire wasteland.

Butian Pavilion.

In an old and spacious garden, a yellow Calabash vine is now creeping on the ground.

It is the sacrificial spirit of Butian Pavilion, and it has been guarding Butian Pavilion for many years.

It’s just that the sacrifice spirit at this moment looks very problematic. It is as old as it is, and it can no longer return to its previous peak. It can only let the years go by to take away its essence and gradually step into the dust.

Zhang Zhihuan came here again, but was blocked by the ghost again.

This is the third time.

He knew that there had been a ghost in the Mending Pavilion, but he couldn’t catch it.

Because the ghost was standing in front of him at the moment, he felt a huge pressure leaning on him. It was completely suppressed by Tao and had nothing to do with Cultivation Base.

So he never took a shot at Weird.

And precisely because of this, the ghost has never revealed its skills.

But this time, Zhang Zhihuan felt that he could no longer let this ghost wander around.

He suspected that the severe aging of the sacrifice spirit was related to this ghost!

“Who are you, why are you in my Butian Pavilion!” Zhang Zhihuan drew his sword out of its sheath, and the 30,000-foot Sword Ray traversed the entire night sky. Under the impact of Sword Qi, the originally dilapidated garden immediately raised a cloud of dust.