Immortal God fist

Young Emperor hao lian's thoughts returned to the present. The White figure in front of him descended from the sky and gradually became clear in front of his eyes. It turned out to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth in white. He revealed a look of disappointment, but his eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't know why, but this young man overlapped with that stalwart figure, and his every move was so familiar.

The young man was Yunxiao. He swooped down just in time to see the scene of the nine Heavens will collapsing. Staring at the desolation on shaohuang haolian's face, he sighed and said, " "Your name and body will be destroyed, but the river will flow through the ages."

Young Emperor haolian's body trembled, and his pupils suddenly contracted as if an electric current had passed through them. It was as if a Thunderbolt had struck him. His spiritual sense moved like lightning, and time seemed to have passed for a moment, but it felt as if ten thousand years had passed.