Wang Xiaohai also saw that a spaceship of a plane god had no time to slow down and directly smashed a giant sun blocking its way, just like a car crushing a balloon.
Although the Zheng Ci Palace was visible from afar, it still took the Baikong spacecraft a day to arrive.
The area around Zheng Ci's palace is filled with giant spaceships. It seems that both true gods and plane gods like to travel in their true bodies. After all, switching true bodies during battles takes some time, and in a fight between masters, this time is enough for the opponent to be killed several times!
"Fenda, find an empty spot to moor," Wang Xiaohai said. "Make the Baikong a little bigger, so other ships can't see it and press on it. That would be troublesome."
The gate to Zheng Ci's palace seemed to connect heaven and earth. It was made of blue metal, and within its frame were nearly a thousand suns, illuminating the surrounding space. The door handle was made of neutron star material, shining like a mirror. There was also a metal lock inside the door, and a silver key was inserted into the lock.
The key on the door had been inserted in the lock for some time. Wang Xiaohai saw that human civilization was born on the key. At least hundreds of countries had lives on it. Several countries were at war, but it was only a war below the first level of civilization. Soldiers on both sides were shooting at each other with guns, and smoke was everywhere. There were more peaceful areas, where politicians were giving speeches, students were in class, and busy office workers were anxiously waiting for the bus.
They don't know that the continental world they live in is just a key.
Wang Xiaohai passed by the key, glanced at the human above, and then flew into the palace of King Zheng Ci.
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