After saying that, the man couldn't help but throw a young disciple next to him out into the abyss.

"No, master, I don't want it!"

Before the young man could react, his body was already hanging in the air.

Then, as if being attracted by a magnet, his body suddenly fell.

On the edge of the abyss, a group of people were waiting.

But time passed by minute by minute.

There was no response to any sound.

But everyone knows that this man is dead!

A person at the third level of ancient power died like this without even hearing a sound.

Long Fei also had a look of hesitation on his face. "Is there another boss?"

Long Fei made a guess in his mind.

The power of chaos under this abyss is too mysterious, and whoever touches it will die.

No, there is no need to get close at all, even coveting is a sin.

The cultivation of the ancient powerful realm is a transcendent existence in this divine dimension, capable of dominating an area.

Even in this chaotic and unknown land, there are many strong people.

The ancient power's cultivation is definitely considered a master.

Otherwise, how could Qin Wuyue and Zhao Hao be called geniuses.

But just like this, two lives did not even know what existed under this abyss.

At this moment, two eyes locked on Long Fei at the same time.
Chapter completed!