Therefore, the two of them could only start by complaining about the changes in the fairyland and the stupidity and corruption of the Emperor of Heaven.
Afterwards, the two people, who felt they had met too late, became more and more excited as they talked.
At the same time,
Zhou Buzhou dragged his almost completely ethereal body to the source of another divine thought.
He can hardly hold on any longer.
On the brink of disappearing, of being erased, he maintains his own existence, and then uses this to approach the enemy...
The difficulty of achieving this step is tens of thousands times more difficult than dancing on the edge of a knife!
The fact that he has not been completely lost until now, or has not completely exited this strange state, is something that anyone would exclaim is incredible.
But the more this happens, the more difficult it becomes.
Almost every one hundred thousandth of a second is a torment as long as ten thousand epochs. In every one hundred thousandth of a second, as long as there is a little confusion, Zhou Buzhou will completely lose control and will erase all his existence!
Gritting his teeth, Zhou Buzhou took another step forward in a daze.
With one step, a distance of a thousand meters is passed in an instant.
Fortunately, he was in a state where his existence was about to disappear. Otherwise, moving such a long distance would easily allow the Golden Crow King to discover his existence and react quickly.
But at this moment, King Jinwu was unaware of Zhou Buzhou's existence, and he was still having a pleasant conversation with the imperial daughter.
The Emperor's daughter Lu Mei's mind was communicating with the Golden Crow Heavenly King, but her eyes were involuntarily fixed on Zhou Buzhou.
It was fixed on the body that was infinitely blurry and almost about to disappear completely.
Once the self-existence is erased, all traces of its existence will be wiped out completely by the great way that clearly exists between heaven and earth.
After that, no one in this world would ever remember him, no one would know that he had ever appeared in their lives, or that he had an important memory with them...
Even the person in the coffin, whom he was determined to resurrect at all costs, would no longer have any memory of him...
Thinking of this, Emperor's daughter Lu didn't turn around to look at the blue coffin on Zhou Buzhou's back.
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