race is" Fang Yu turned to Leng Xiuming and asked. 。"You said, I've been listening all along" 。"Leng Xiuming said" 。To put it simply...Fang Yu began to recount the story of the alien race. 。Of course..."Whoosh..."

Fang Yu entered a space channel that was constantly churning and twisting to the extreme.

The surrounding pressure and pull kept intensifying, squeezing wildly one moment, then tearing relentlessly the next.

Such a bumpy and unstable space channel, unprecedented.

Even Fang Yu felt a clear sense of discomfort.

But this passage is still very long.

And the moment he stepped into the space tunnel, he felt something was deeply wrong.

It seemed that a certain aura flew out from his body, but did not follow him into the spatial channel.

Therefore, Fang Yu immediately introspected.

Then, he discovered... he was missing a sword.

And, what's missing is the Heavenly Sword Deputy Sword that had always been within Zhao Zinan's body!

The Heavenly Dao Sub-Sword has left proactively!

This... whyu Chou said, "All the previous elites were dead, and many disciples left to save their lives. They couldn't recruit new disciples either..."But I heard that among the remaining disciples of Yuhuamen,...