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His Destined Path Chapter 3430


The white qi was like clouds of smoke. Although one could see how huge this white qi was from afar, when one really touched it up close and had to pa*s through it, one realized even more how huge it really was.

Even though Han Qianqian, who was under the golden light, was as fast as a meteor, it took at least half a minute to cross the white layer of Qi.

All the way through, the golden light rubbed violently against the white air, and countless sparks rose up around them.

The fires were bright, but when they had completely pa*sed through the white gas, they disappeared while darkness came from all around.

Even though time and space had never changed, even though the sun was still shining above, because of the environment of the jungle itself and the obscuration of the white gas, the sky was already like before dusk to Han Qianji and the Evil Taotie.


Almost immediately after entering the white air, the golden light around Han Qianqian disappeared instantly, and his speed also slowed down in an instant. Along with the breaking of a certain tree trunk, the man and the beast finally fell from the air into the jungle.


When the man and beast landed, they looked around and the brightness dropped another notch, plus the jungle was already damp and the dark green was as black in the dark, so it was a bit uncomfortable to enter.

It was so quiet that they could only hear the occasional murmur of an animal walking by, or a bird flying by, or a poisonous snake walking through.

But it is these subtle sounds that make up a quieter world at this moment in time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this place is too silent, but it is also this silence that makes people’s hearts shiver, with a very scary and eerie feeling.

“Scared?” Han Qianqian gently patted the Evil Taotie’s head and asked in a soft voice.

The Evil Taotie simply ignored it, lowering his head to the ground and sniffing left and right, and Han Qianqian obviously knew that his question was really a complete waste of time.

For a foodie like him, what he cares about is not what he is afraid of, what he wants is simply to see if he can eat it.

Han Qianqian rolled his eyes helplessly, and following an approximate direction he had taken in the air, Han Qianqian slowly headed towards the west.

That was where the moon pool was!

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books had landed him closer to there, so he obviously wanted him to go to the Moon Pool first.

This was good, for although the dead souls of these True Gods were only dead souls, they could be repeatedly mentioned and their horror and power emphasized in the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books’ mouth.

What was clear then was that the abilities of this bunch of guys should not be underestimated.

It was also indeed a very wise choice to pick a player who was relatively less powerful to fight first, before completely not knowing the strength of the other side.

And almost at the same time as Han Qianqian was on his way, above the white clouds, at the top of the sky.

The figure of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books slowly took shape and looked out into the jungle, revealing an extremely uncanny smile.

“He’s gone in?”

At this time, a voice slowly emerged from the back.

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books basically didn’t even need to guess who was coming, so he nodded, smiled, and said, “That’s right.”

「This is the first time I’ve ever seen a diapered wisp of wisp of wisp of wisp of wisp of wisp of wisp of wisp. /p>

“Still you kid are shameless enough to come up with such a way to deal with Han Qianqian, I bet you will die a miserable death when one day he learns the truth of the matter.” The earth-sweeping old man laughed.

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books shook his head, “I’m also sure he’ll beat me up hard at that time, but I’m even more sure he’ll be grateful to me then.”

Old Man Sweeper smiled faintly, and eventually shook his head straight with a bitter smile and helplessness.

He did not deny what the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books had said either, for what he said was indeed quite true as well, and one day, Han Qianqian would be grateful to the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books for doing so.

Thinking of this, the earth sweeping old man nodded his head, let out a long sigh, looked at the jungle, suddenly revealed a mysterious smile, slowly opened his mouth ……