Standing in the starry sky, Jiang Xiaofan and Chen Yifeng waved goodbye.

Binglong wailed and said that he wanted to go back to Ziwei. It felt that Jiang Xiaofan was definitely reincarnated as a broom star, and it would be fine to follow him. Although he had the great god Bing Xin around him, it still made him feel guilty. After all, Bing Xin jumped to the Ninth Heaven to seize the Dao Source last time. This time, it was worried that this great god would jump to the Chaos Clan base camp to play on a whim, which would be a big deal. It didn't want to be surrounded by a group of emperors.

"Die dragon, quiet, otherwise you will be kept in your dark room for ten thousand years."

Jiang Xiaofan curled his lips.

In response to this, Binglong disdained: "If you have a temper, don't use the Chaos Divine Halberd for ten thousand years."

Jiang Xiaofan: “…”

He regretted increasingly that he had made the Ice Dragon the soldier soul of the Chaos Divine Sphur, which was so fucking embarrassing.

The two of them walked in the starry sky in one dragon. Jiang Xiaofan's body was intertwined with five different colors, which were the light of the Tao source. He interweaves the light of the Tao source on the surface of his body, so that he can better sense the breath of the sixth Tao source. Moreover, he also communicates with silver and copper with his divine thoughts, and while searching for the Tao source, he searches for the remaining silver copper pieces.

Soon, more than ten days passed...

On this day, the silver and copper in Jiang Xiaofan's body suddenly trembled and floated out independently, dropping wisps of colorful divine light, firmly protecting him. Almost at the same time, Bing Xin stopped, and a snow light flashed in his eyes, looking forward solemnly, and powerful pressure floated out.

Jiang Xiaofan looked along his gaze. Ten feet away from them, a hazy figure appeared in the starry sky ahead at some point, only a pair of indifferent eyes could be seen. This figure stood in front of him, without emitting any fluctuations, but it was like the first person who created the world, making people unable to help but worship him.

He stood in the starry sky, with the roads around him rising and falling, like a minister.

"Aowu... little boy... dangerous... dangerous... dangerous..."

The ice dragon shivered.

This guy has seen many big figures on weekdays, like an old fried dough stick. Even the number one in the Ninth Heaven dares to play with him. But now, looking at the hazy figure ahead, it looks panic in its eyes for the first time.
Chapter completed!