“Go!”
Jiang Fan had no time to check whether the Luan Gu Ming Hou was dead or alive, and instantly wheeled around, charging toward Central Earth.
Linglong was stunned for a moment before snapping out of the cataclysmic law power; she glared at Jiang Fan, half-angry and half-amused.
“You brat, and here I thought you were being so honest and obedient going up to court death.”
“Turns out you were hatching some more wicked schemes in your belly.”
Xia Zhaoge and the Time Phantom Maiden were also beaming with delight.
They had truly thought Jiang Fan was driven to a dead end.
Never did they expect that he still harbored a Primordial Seed!
Swoosh!
The moment Linglong spoke, the wings on her back were driven to their absolute limit.