Chapter 1642 (1/2)

The next day.

It's over for Xiao Yuan to enter xuanshishen Pavilion.

She doesn't need to be examined, but as a woman of Su Chen, she can stay in Xuanshi God Pavilion forever.

Moreover, Zhao Funi also took her as a disciple himself.

As for Yu Sibi and Yu Siyan, neither Su Chen nor Xiao Yuan intended to retaliate.

After all, when it comes to a certain strength and identity, it won't compete with some ants.

In particular, even if Su Chen and Xiao Yuan don't retaliate deliberately, those who are trying to please will create difficulties for them.

For example, Yu Sibi failed in the examination. It was a delusion to become a disciple of Xuanshi Pavilion.

As for Yu Siyan, he has also been isolated.

Even Gao Peng is too lazy to pay attention to him.

The next days.

Every day, in addition to being bored with Zhao Lingxi and Xiao Yuan, Su Chen practices.

Prepare to open the second day and moon.

This day.

Early in the morning.

Su Chen opens his eyes and wakes up from cultivation.

Then he frowned.

”Yes?”

Something's wrong.

Get out of the door.

The first feeling is gloomy and dark.

It should have been the morning when the morning sun rose, but it gave people a smell of the future of black clouds, dense clouds, storm.

The aura in the air is extremely irascible, like being disturbed, very active, and constantly fleeing.

Looking up and looking over nine days, it's even more weird and terrifying.

Nine days above, everywhere is a whirlpool.

Each vortex has a diameter of hundreds of meters, roaring, incessant rotation, bringing up a series of extremely terrible hurricanes.

At the center of those whirlpools, the shaking and agitation of the virtual space, the real space and the absolute space are obvious, and they are constantly torn.

It's just a picture of the end coming.

”What happened?” Su Chen frowns, some of them don't understand.

Now, more than Su Chen?

The whole Xuanshi God Pavilion, and even the whole daraotian.

All martial artists look up and look up to the sky!!!

All martial practitioners are in a state of fear, panic and bewilderment.

Is God going to be angry?

Is the end really coming?

Suddenly.

”Son Su, come here.” In Su Chen's ear, there was a sound that Ling painted by the pavilion leader.

Su Chen's figure moved, and went directly to the main building of the pavilion.

When we get to the main building.

In the room, there are not only Lingtu, Yan Lao, Zhao Funi, Ren Tiangao and so on.

One by one, their faces were dignified and extremely dignified.