A wooden door that had long been broken was half-built on another fairly intact door, revealing a half-person-wide gap.

Through the gap, you can see that the incense has been cut off in the temple, and there are spider webs and dust everywhere. A thick layer of moss has also grown on the ground paved with bluestone.

I don’t know what statue of a god is, sitting in the hall with a straight body, but my head falls in a corner of the temple.

On the back of his head, a man in a green robe with a tired look was sitting. It was Han Li.

At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something. His head suddenly raised and subconsciously looked up the hole on the roof of the ancient temple into the sky, but he only saw an empty and clear sky.

Without saying a word, he swept out long, and a flash of lightning flashed in the air, and fled towards the distance.

Thousands of miles behind it, a blue light immediately followed.

Two rays of light, one silver and one green, rushed by in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed dozens of peaks.

The immortal power rolled out in Han Li's body, consumed rapidly, and the flight speed had increased to the fastest, but without using thunder escape, Fang Pan kept pulling the distance closer. In a moment, it was less than two thousand miles apart.

At this moment, several semi-ringed mountains appeared at the end of their field of view, and their bodies immediately swept downward and dived straight towards one of the white peaks on the top.
Chapter completed!