In recent years, Fan Qinghui has already been 80% sure of the layout of the world. Even the Nanling Sky Sword, she is also prepared.

But suddenly a first floor appeared, which almost made her seamless layout, and unpredictable cracks appeared, giving her a feeling of going in an uncontrollable direction.

This made her, who was used to controlling the overall situation, feel very uncomfortable.

I had no choice but to go back to the master's sect and asked the seniors in the sect to resolve this uneasiness.

"Faixuan, just do your own thing. The first floor has made arrangements for the teacher, and he will not be your obstacle!"

Shi Feixuan was stunned and couldn't help but breathe, and at this moment she realized how much impact the first poster had had on her.

"Yes, Feixuan understands!"

Resuming his original mentality, Shi Feixuan's mind was calm for a moment, and then entered the realm of clear sword heart, becoming more and more stable.

Looking at Shi Feixuan who took the people away, Fan Qinghui turned around and looked at the inexplicable part of the void.

"Uncle Master!"

"Yeah, I know!"
Chapter completed!