"Um?"
At this moment, Ye Han frowned.
His eyes were fixed on a light curtain not far away.
Among them, a man with twelve black wings on his back was looking forward with excitement.
"It's him!"
When he saw this person, a cold light flashed in Ye Han's eyes.
This person is none other than this.
It was the twelve-winged fallen angel "Saliel" whom we had seen before.
I remember when I was in the underworld.
This person has appeared before. If it weren't for the angel ancestor's intervention, I would have died in his hands long ago.
I didn't expect to meet you here this time.
It's still fate.
In addition to him, Ye Han saw several familiar faces. These were all powerful people he had met before, such as the powerful man from Zhantian Pavilion who had chased Zhao Ximeng before and the immortal king who was scared away by him in Lianyuefang.
"It seems that this time, everyone is heading for the God Burial Ground!"
Ye Han chuckled.
I'd like to take this opportunity to get to know it better.
call out....
Shuttle again, the transmission speed is getting faster and faster.
Under Ye Han's gaze, all kinds of scenes kept passing by his eyes like slides.
I don’t know how much time had passed.
Maybe one day.
Maybe ten days.
Maybe half a month.
Finally, Ye Han's figure stopped.
Look around.
It is a silent mountain range, everything inside the mountain range is in ruins, and even the fairy air between heaven and earth is extremely thin.
Moreover, Ye Han felt it.
Between heaven and earth, there was a thick aura of death.
It was like arriving in a kingdom of the dead, very strange.
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