The darkness swallowed Tushanjun.

Until even the head disappeared completely.

Everything is completely in nothingness.

Clam!

The soul banner that turned into a twelve centimeter fell from the end of the sky.

Boom!

The soul-honored banner is inserted obliquely into the void.

The immortal immortal writing carved in seals gradually loses its spirituality, just like a night of change of life. The endless years finally made this imperial soldier who was about to become an immortal lose his former glory.

The mottled emperor's blood is like rust.

The huge green banner did not become the shroud of the master.

Because I don't even know where the corpse is.

"well."

A faint sigh came from the void, which was the regret of the ancient great power.

Their mood is complicated.

Although I don’t want another Heavenly Emperor who is overwhelming the world, I hope someone can escape the horror. In this way, the “Immortal” will no longer be a distant legend.

"Is there really an immortal in this world?!"
Chapter completed!