Chapter 1720: The breath of the Primordial Realm! (1/2)

”Can it really be done?”

”It's not that no one tried to do this in countless times of reincarnation, but they all failed.”

Bi Yelin was shocked, ”Therefore, the Kowloon Coffin will become the only way to leave this world.”

”The little monk thinks that Daoist Su Lang will not talk nonsense.”

Monk Xinzheng sighed, ”However, it takes a year and a half to reach that level. It's too unbelievable and fantastic.”

”anyway.”

Yuqing took a deep breath and said, ”Father Su Lang is sure of that, Yuqing will definitely try to help.”

”I didn't lie to you.”

Su Lang showed a calm smile, ”You all go and prepare, we will spend this war of reincarnation together.”

He speculated about his strength in the future, even if he didn't comprehend the rules of time, he broke through to the early stage.

With his quasi-primary level realm, coupled with various godless secrets and the horror of swallowing clones, not to mention that he will be able to compete with the primal boss, at least it will be no problem to break this world.

After all, the place of exile is just a place of death left by one party for countless years, and there is no real primordial boss behind it.

”it is good!”

”Let's prepare now.”

Bi Yelin and Monk Xinzheng finally decided to believe in Su Lang, with a hint of expectation in their eyes.

however!

at this time!

Boom boom boom! !

West of the place of exile, where Leiyin Temple is located.

A beam of light that spans hundreds of thousands of miles pierced the sky and fell from the sky!

This golden pillar of light, like a pillar of heaven, is not high enough to reach the top, and even the turbulence of time is penetrated!

at the same time.

Suddenly, countless black thunders and chaotic rules appeared in the sky, and a terrifying and vast atmosphere filled the whole world.

Even a large number of rules and chaos appeared on the ground, and the existence below the level of Wusheng was killed instantly, and I don't know how many billions.

suddenly.

The whole world of Exiled Land began to tremble, and the horrible aura of palpitations became clearer.

Su Lang, Yu Qing and the others instantly thundered and looked up to the sky.

”This breath!”

”It's definitely not a godless grade!”

Su Lang carefully felt the breath that filled the sky, his pupils shrank like needles.