"If we count the six realms of reincarnation and the thousand-year reincarnation, it's hard to say." A laughter sounded, and one person approached the small bamboo forest, his forehead was shining brightly.

If you take a closer look, isn’t it Long Wu?

Not only did he come, but he also brought his immortal body, well, that is, the little Dongfang Yuling.

His words made the eyes of the quasi-emperors lit up, and he ignored this.

The six realms of reincarnation are one thousand years, and the thousand-year cycle is also one thousand years. In this way, it is only two thousand years. The precipitation of the Tao is barely enough. With Ye Chen's talent against the sky, it is not impossible. In the next battle with the prehistoric world, the heavens may not lose.

"It's all heavenly tribulation. If you have anything to see, come over and look at my wife." Long Wu called out, and said, putting the sleeping Dongfang Yuling on a layer of clouds.

Today's Dongfang Yuling is a little different, with a kind of power that is slowly reviving, with a layer of gorgeous fairy clouds covering her small body.

The quasi-emperors surrounded him and swept up and down, especially the evil demons, who were most motivated. They were always thinking about bleeding the immortal body to make the material for refining the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill. I don’t know if it was her, but the old guys present also had this plan. The immortal body is a treasure, so I will release some blood to study it.

"I have been sleeping for half a month, but I don't know the reason." Long Wu said.

"Did you have seen the remnant soul of the Queen Donghua?" Donghuang said lightly.

"She can't see the clues either."

"The problem is not with this little girl." The Holy Lord opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly. It was rare to be serious. The ruthless man who had survived the imperial tribulation still had a very vicious vision.

"Don't beat around the bush, just say something." Long Wu cursed.
Chapter completed!