Mcmau.
More and more people started to notice Fang ping.
At this moment, Fang ping was like a god or Buddha.
Three ancient gates appeared above their heads, and they seemed to be gods and devils from the ancient times.
At this moment, Fang Ping's vitality was soaring. Other than the three gates above him, there was also a vitality light pillar.
Old man Li had been prepared to go into closed-door cultivation. At this moment, he walked out of his small courtyard.
Not long after, a few mcmau grandmasters gathered together. Other than Wu kuishan who was still in closed-door cultivation, everyone else was alarmed.
Lu fengrou's expression did not look right as she looked at Fang ping, who was suspended in the air. She frowned and said,"His qi and blood gate is about to close. Why isn't he moving?"
Tang Feng was also at a loss. Huang Jing, on the other hand, said in a speechless manner,"He has more time to show off and let people notice him."