Occasionally, Ye Chun would not give up this good opportunity and would take advantage of all available opportunities to strengthen himself first.

Come now. !

Ye Chun returned to the place where the magic was hidden and began to look for magic he could practice. There's a lot of magic in there, and there are thousands of them. In addition to the eight things, there are also some special Jiuji magic. These magic skills exist because of their existence. This is because, when completed, their power is no less powerful than that of the general eight-product subordinates of divine skills.

In addition to practicing magic, Ye Chun Shuhao spent the rest of his time practicing himself in various mysteries. Although his life was boring, it was also very fulfilling.

one year later!

The sky roared across the empty space, and a man rushed into the sky, full of powerful divine power, as if he was a god of war.

"Respect the King"

Ye Chun felt that there was majestic power in his body, and there was a trace of joy in his eyes. The last bit of his body had finally been refined, and his realm had broken through the realm of respecting the king. The power he could wield was much stronger than before.

But this year, the ancestors of the gods did not appear again. When asked to call You Yechun, there was no response, as if disappearing from the thin air. In response, Ye Chun gradually stopped calling, but his whole body and soul became practice.

Time has passed, five years have passed.

On the ninth level of the mystery of "self", the sky suddenly erupted, and Ye Chun Shuhao jumped out of the air, filled with the amazing power of God. There is no change in his appearance from five years ago, but there is a subtle tendency in his eyes to appear in the sky.

"Five years have passed and now it's time to go out."

Ye Chun looked back at the empty space and had no choice but to go out. For five years he had been worried about gods and gods. Furthermore, his pigudan was out of food and he could not continue without a food source.

“Finally out”

Ye Chun took a deep breath and was looking for an exit in the Land of Light where he was practicing. After searching for more than ten days and spending so much effort, he finally found the exit.

Looking up and looking around, the ruined ground and dilapidated halls were filled with all kinds of post-war destruction. A gust of wind blew up fly ash on the road, filling it with desolation.

If it weren't for his own eyes, it would be difficult for Ye Chun Shuhao to connect the ruins in front of him with the prosperous City of God in the past.

"I don't know what happened to them, grandpa." Mori Yejun, who was full of sorrow, was quickly swept away and walked towards the temple.

When he arrived at that place, Ye Chun was stunned. What he saw was an empty place. There were still traces of God's bell on the ground, but the entire temple seemed to have disappeared from the thin air.

The temple disappeared.

Ye Chun's emotions were ups and downs. Have the ancient gods been destroyed? With this in mind, he became even more worried.

Five years.

Although the time is not long, it is enough to change many things. If the big star continues to fall into famine, it will not be difficult for the ancient gods to be destroyed.

"I didn't hear anything, so don't jump to conclusions." Ye Chun comforted himself and suppressed his inner uneasiness. All he has to do now is go back to spirit and God, and by the way, look at what has happened in the last five years.

Putting his worries aside, Ye Chun flew up.

suddenly!

Six special smells came in.

"Strong Man in the Starry Sky" Ye Chunmou narrowed his pupils and stopped immediately. Just now he urgently needed to understand the situation in the middle of the famine.

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