Unfortunately, Yimi does not seem to live in the same dimension as him.

There is an intersection between the two sides, but it is limited to the chessboard.

He looked at the human face with joy, and then walked step by step to the huge amethyst formed by the Ghost Eye Altar, raised his fist high and slammed it hard on the Ghost Eye.

"Click!"

With one punch, the entire ghost's eyes were covered with fine cracks, especially the place where the fist was smashed down, which began to collapse.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew, and the huge ghost eyes made a dense breaking sound, which finally turned into pieces of amethyst fragments and fell to the ground.

But when the ghost eyes completely turned into pieces, a rune with a light red light remained.

And Yimi Ren’s goal is obviously this.

He stretched out his palm and grabbed it in his hand as if no one was around, and then placed it in his mouth and chewed it.

It was like eating something delicious, and the unrelated happiness was wrinkled together.

The whole process allowed everyone to see something beyond their cognition, but looking at Liu Zhengyang beside him, they knew that this must be Liu Zhizhuo's method.

For these people, Liu Zhengyang is already comparable to a god, so his eyes fell on Liu Zhengyang with respect.

But at this time, Liu Zhengyang was also confused.

What's the situation? The Ghost Eye's moves were extremely weird. Even if he wanted to subdue the Ghost Eye, it seemed to take a lot of effort.

But now it seems.

How come this thing is so broken? What is the situation?

He looked confused, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head gently and wave.

Yimi's man suddenly turned into fragments, reorganized in mid-air, turned into a palm-sized altar, floating above Liu Zhengyang's palm.

"This altar is so weird!"

Zhong Mengchen glanced at the ancient altar, then frowned and said.

"I'm not very clear about it. I didn't pay attention when I got it. Perhaps there are some things we don't know about, after all, this is an ancient relic!"

Zhong Mengchen did not deny this speculation.

"For a period of time, the entire world's cultivation history was broken. What is the specific reason? It is difficult to verify now!"

Liu Zhengyang not only knew that there were faults in this, but also knew that these faults were not only in ancient times. How many records are there now in Tuoba Renhuang, who suppressed the heavens?

If it weren't for the existence of the ancient tomb and the blood dragon on the side to prove it, it would probably be that the Tuoba Renhuang would have been forgotten long ago!

Even for warriors, time is still the sharpest weapon.

It can even completely bury everything about you!

"I didn't expect that this head-covered sect would have such a treasure. If I had the chance in the future, maybe I could really take a walk. After all, this treasure that comes to my door is not in vain!"

Liu Zhengyang chuckled and said.

Zhong Mengchen could not deny it. After all, with Liu Zhengyang's strength, he could completely suppress this ancient altar.

Fang Yanbin walked forward with some embarrassment: "Brother Yang, the huge eyeball just now is too evil. These people are dead, and the few that have survived have turned into mummies!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded: "Okay, this time it was an accident. Let's continue to cooperate with Director Zhong. I have something to do, so let's go first!"

After saying that, he patted Fang Yanbin on the shoulder to show encouragement.
Chapter completed!