Chapter 582 (1/2)

”Guests from afar, are you looking for me? A familiar smell is really memorable.”

The skeleton shelf suddenly opened, and there was a quiet power in the voice, which could make Zhou Tian feel like this, which could not even be done by the eminent monks who have been practicing for decades.

It's creepy on Sunday. It's terrible. Then there was a burst of calm. Since the other party had been aboveboard, why did he waste his time as a peeping villain.

Zhou Tiandeng condensed a transparent figure with the power of the divine soul. This figure can't be perceived by the naked eye. Even experts such as ping Wangna may not be able to find it. This is the virtual shadow formed by Zhou Tiandeng through the great compass and the art of heaven's secrets. It doesn't exist.

Only the existence of the skeleton shelf, which is capable of reaching the heaven and earth, can detect the sky.

”If I'm not mistaken, you're the younger generation of Yaowang Yimai.”

The skeleton shelf said Zhou Tian's identity.

”Who is that elder?”

Zhou Tian's tone is polite. This is a respectable existence, because its cultivation can be compared with the original old man, and even more terrible than the old man.

”Did your master fail to ascend?” the skeleton shelf asked.

Tone with a trace of regret and regret.

”Master, do you know my master?” Zhou Tian's expression remained unchanged.

Although there was no news about the old man's flight to rob, some powerful people still knew that the old man's flight failed. This is a sense of heaven and earth, which can only be detected by people with advanced realm.

When the old man died, he also said that there should be only three people in the world of cultivation who can know his failure in flying.

Zhou Tian privately thought about who these three people were, and he also had his own guess. Among the Miao demon families, the venerable one who firmly guarded the temple was one, another was in charge of Shanhe big tools in Shanhe gate, and the other should be Tianji old man.

But the present one is not consistent with the three existence. Can we say that this is an existence that even the old man has not found?

”I was born again after he went through the robbery and soared. Speaking of it, he should not have thought that I was still alive. Yes, I was still alive. What an incredible thing.”

The skeleton shelf said faintly.

Zhou Tian's scalp was numb, and there was a guess in his heart. Could this man be a strong man who turned from death to life in the same era as the old man?

The reincarnation here is not Wu Ming's state of leaving a head, but the death of real death!

What is true death? In the understanding of these practitioners on Sunday, the real death means the complete destruction of the body and soul.

When the skeleton of a person's whole body is torn down, the soul is completely destroyed, and the body and soul are lifeless.