C1878 The existence of transcendental immortals

"I'm dizzy. My good son, why are you sleeping now? Why are you crying?" Ding Yi never thought that under such a dangerous situation, the little guy would suddenly cry.

He scanned it with his telepathic thoughts, and his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

The little fellow that was sleeping in the pile of immortal crystals seemed to have grown up as he actually sat up.

As he cried