Ominous thing

    After that wisp of green inflammation appeared on the altar, some changes seemed to have taken place in this dim space.

    Immortal breath, the golden black bones, at this moment shook to the body, behind light enveloped their body, as if to live.

    At the same time, the eight figures at the altar are also quivering at this time, as if they were recovering.

    What is this?

    There were faint sounds in the space, like those from the bones of immortals and demons, and like those from the altar.

    "There are fifty possibilities, but god gives forty-nine chances, and the escape is a pity ... and a chance!"

    "Brother, go against the sky and seize a chance!"

    "The ancient path of immortality is to cut off thousands of paths and set foot on a singing tour!"

    "Tao Fang, you will cut me off here. Even if I go through the ages, my descendants will surely set foot on the corridor of time and space to find you again!"