A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

A man like none other and the man decree Chapter 1887

comprehend the way of heaven

Chen Ping closed his eyes slightly and felt everything around him with his heart, Hu Mazi, Zhou Jie and Na Wan Hong, the breath of these people was quickly captured by Chen Ping!

But apart from these breaths, Chen Ping doesn’t seem to feel anything at all!

Chen Ping worked hard to get rid of the breath of several people, and gently stroked the earth with one hand, in order to feel the breath of the earth, feel the flowers and plants, and the countless trees!

Slowly, Chen Ping seemed to have entered a very strange world. In his mind, these flowers and plants, and even the whole earth, seemed to come alive and became living things!

The crawling of the ants on the ground can be clearly felt by Chen Ping at this moment.

They also seem to be able to feel the existence of Chen Ping, and they all exude different breaths. Whether it is flowers, plants or towering trees, they all seem to have their own narrative!

Chen Ping’s hand lightly pressed on the ground, and in an instant, there was an ethereal, but incomparably real feeling from the earth!

At this moment, Chen Ping could clearly feel that not far in front of him, a manic and terrifying aura was desperately breaking out of the ground. This should be the place where the ten thousand year herb was born.

and

this be the so-called Heavenly

Ping murmured to

of heaven? Don’t tell me,

looked at Chen

so he just followed Chen Ping to talk about

“No, I’m just curious!”

seems to understand, and he doesn’t know if the

black stones on the ground are all hidden in

this magic circle, even if the herb is born, they

raised his mouth slightly, then glanced

to leave, Hu Mazi wanted to rush out. After all, the enemy was

rashly now, you will definitely let many people know, when you get the herbs, it will not be too late for you to take revenge, anyway, this guy was born in the herbs. When the

at Wan Hong’s back viciously, with murderous

father, the hatred of taking the wife, this is

by Wan Hong, that was a shame that could never be erased