"If I couldn't find the way, why would I be delayed here?"
If possible, Xie Yunshu would definitely hope that the first stop would be to go directly to the Dragon Cave in Mount Buzhou. It would be best if he never met Zhonggu. But whether it was the wind and snow barrier of Buzhou Mountain or the extraordinary strength of Zhulong and Zhonggu, it was impossible to ignore them and enter.
Xie Yunshu sighed softly and could only watch the bells and drums letting "people" in. Xie Yunshu didn't respect the three emperors and ten gods here as much as he did the three from his own six realms.
After all, the real creators of the ancient sword world, Pangu and Zhulong, were so dead that their bones were shaking, and the other was still lingering on the pillar of heaven. As for the Creation Fire, it can only be defended passively and is almost no threat.
¡°Three Emperors and Ten Gods, in the final analysis, are just the product of Pangu¡¯s pure breath divided into dozens of parts. Unless they all work together to besiege, Xie Yunshu doesn't have to worry too much about losing.
A moment later, the ghostly fire suddenly turned into a beautiful figure. The familiar Earth Emperor Nuwa was the first to reveal her hiding place. She politely greeted Zhonggu Yifu and said, "This is the first time I've met, the son of Zhulong."
"This is the first time we meet, the God of Pangu."
The lifespan of bells and drums is longer than the first batch of Qingqi gods, and he has never(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com