Wearing this object on the right hand, the color and luster complement each other, and its shape is immersed. The golden glove completely disappears and merges with Dongfang Wanqing's palm.

Dongfang Wanqing's expression remained unchanged, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

The wonderful principle of a world's straightness and rightness immediately became much clearer.

In addition, there is a different feeling.

In fact, the original four Demon Ancestors, apart from the immense power they had learned from the wonderful principles of time and space after their ascension, and some of the techniques they had mastered for a long time by taking advantage of longevity, their true Taoist foundation was not as good as that of the four Nine Sects.

The resident deity.

Now that Dongfang Wanqing has mastered this technique, he immediately realized that this powerful technique would be more effective in his own hands. Adding, deleting, and cutting would have endless wonderful effects. Suddenly, he felt like he was "invincible" out of thin air.

Come.

As long as this treasure has not been exhausted, I am afraid that this thought is not an illusion.

The Five Hundred Years Meeting is also running on a real track. It seems to be very determined and will not go beyond its own control.

With his mind set, Sect Master Dongfang looked around at everyone and said, "Let's go. Return to Yue Heng Sect first."

The little blacksmith's figure shrank rapidly, as if entering a drowsy state, and landed in the middle of the scroll.
Chapter completed!