"The quality of this mortal to return to the mortal, stronger than the dirt and slush to survive the immortal court."

A smile like relief appeared on Fang Huamei's face.

He looked at the Spirit Searching God General above him.

The other party was performing feats, searching for all possible traces of this world.

So it didn't even notice him.

"Search you. Mom. . Head."

Fang Painted Eyebrows cursed.

Then, a faint golden light emanated from his body, so ...