An Orchard in the countryside of Tongcheng.
It was a cold winter, and the temperature had dropped a few degrees in recent days.
In the study room, the seemingly long and hot-blooded battle was actually a battle that erupted within the nine revolutions mysterious art in his body. It had only been less than a day.
however, I broke through in just one day.
Xu Zhi looked at the calendar on the table and could not help but count the time.
He felt that his speed was barely acceptable.
It had only been three months since he had grown from an ordinary person with a terminal illness to a lofty level eight true immortal.
Whoosh.
a level eight God is barely starting to catch up with the first team ...
He closed his eyes and silently sensed his own strength.
His inner world had expanded more than ten times after he became a God. It was extremely vast.
