Black Prison Chicken asked curiously: "This person is very strong?"

Haotian nodded and said, "Absolute quasi-saint."

Quasi-saint!

The black prison chicken has nothing to say, the quasi-saint is too far away from it.

...

Above the boundless wasteland, a lonely peak stands.

On the top of the mountain was a figure. He was majestic, covered in blue leather armor, wild black hair, and a huge spear in his hand.

He is the ancient turbid Yin.

He looked down at the densely packed innate creatures on the wasteland, his eyes full of pleasure.

"A talent that is visible to the naked eye, this will be my qualification to attack the holy position!"

Gu Zhuoyin smiled and had a grand development plan in his mind.

First of all, we must enlighten these innate creatures and help them transform!

Just then.

A congenital creature who looked like a giant turtle spoke, "Why are you the leader of our patriarch?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, many innate creatures flashed their eyes.

Among the innate creatures present, a group of themselves have evolved their own wisdom.

Gu Zhuoyin looked at those innate creatures with bad intentions and frowned secretly.

strangeness.

How did Lingzhi grow so fast?
Chapter completed!