"Ahh

On the top of Shenzhou, a silver-haired man in a plain silver robe stared indifferently at the commotion in the direction of the foothills.

His eyes are like looking at a bunch of garbage, just like that, with that kind of power, and he still breaks in, the world is really insatiable.

It's a world like this, it's, it's disgusting--

The light of the blood moon sprinkled on his body, dyeing the seemingly soft silver light with a faint demon red.

He raised his head and glanced at it, like the Supreme Heavenly Palace far away in the sky, as powerful as him, halfway up the mountain, he also stopped, as if he was blocked by an unknown force.

From the moment he entered the top of Shenzhou, nothing dared to stop him, even those blue giants made way for him.

He had already arrived here, but for some reason, he couldn't reach the Supreme Heavenly Palace.

I have been wandering halfway up the mountain for a few days, and I have been walking up, and after sparing many laps, I came back again, and the surroundings turned out to be the same scenery.

It's not an illusion, it's not a formation, and what is it?

Originally, he wanted to find a way to go to the Supreme Heavenly Palace with peace of mind, but now, a group of spiritual cultivators who didn't know whether they were alive or dead broke in, and the noise gave him a headache.

The pair of silver eyes as clear as water, staring at the bottom of the mountain coldly and ruthlessly, the roar of the beast was endless, and the blue giant, waving the huge mace in his hand, smashed it down ruthlessly and ruthlessly.

All kinds of giant creatures, manic, will trespass on the top of the Divine Cultivator, stepping on the floor plan.

The scene at the foot of the mountain is like a picture of apocalyptic purgatory.

"Hehehe-" At this time, there were a few sneers in his body, and the silver-haired man immediately turned cold, and his eyes flashed with a bit of murderous aura.

"Fuso, look, this is the world you once wanted to save - how stupid!" The voice was so cold that it came from within him, and he, he could only hear, but not see, who was speaking.

"Who the hell are you?" Fusang doesn't have seven emotions and six desires, and he won't even move his anger, but now, the seven emotions and six desires before becoming a god seem to be slowly returning to his body.

He can only be sad.

Except for sadness, other emotions, no.

"Fuso, you'll soon find out who I am." In his body, the silent red-haired Fuso sneered continuously, and even he was thrown out of the twisted and shattered teleportation space, as powerful as him, he was not shallowly injured.

On this Shenzhou continent, there are no chess pieces he has laid out for the time being, so for the time being, let the silver-haired Fusang be chic for a while-

Fusang's silver hair was flying, and he seemed to vaguely remember something, but everything was very vague, and he didn't know how he left the Begonia Mountains and how he came to the Shenzhou Continent.

And why, to the top of China.

It's just that in the Supreme Heavenly Palace on the top of Shenzhou, there is something that inexplicably attracts him.

It seemed that as soon as he arrived at the Supreme Heavenly Palace, he would know his past, know who he really was, and know all the questions he had always wanted to know.

There is no basis, just a gut feeling.

Fuso, for God's intuition!

Shallow silver eyes, at this time, quietly staring at everything that happened under the mountain, in that large group of spiritual cultivators, he seemed to sense a familiar aura.