"Amorous Douluo, now that the outcome has been decided, can we head to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?"
Luo Chen looked at Zang Xin and spoke.
"Of course."
Amorous Douluo Zang Xin sighed softly. The two sides' strength was simply on completely different levels.
It could almost be described as a crushing defeat.
Once everyone had gradually left the Radiant World Tang Sect's Soul Fighting Arena.
Ma Hongjun approached Tang San like a deflated ball.
"Third Brother, what do we do now?"
Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed. After a brief moment of thought, he said,
"It's fine, Fatty. We came from twenty thousand years ago. The Sky Screen will send us back sooner or later!"
"Twenty thousand years ago is our home turf!"
Hearing this, Dai Mubai also came over.
"Twenty thousand years ago, San was the Tang Sect's sect master, and I was a prince of the Star Luo Empire. Life was as comfortable as we could possibly want. Why should we stay here and put up with this humiliation?"
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun perked up as though he had been injected with chicken blood.
"Exactly. Third Brother and Boss Dai are right. Twenty thousand years ago is our home turf." Oscar nodded in agreement.
Only by returning to twenty thousand years ago could they become gods!
Once the four of them went outside, Ma Hongjun immediately pointed at the sky and cursed.
"You ****** Sky Screen!"
"Hurry up and send us back twenty thousand years! Do you hear me?"
This drew the attention of quite a few people nearby, who all took them for fools.
"Look at them. What age are we living in, and there are still idiots dreaming of traveling back twenty thousand years!"
"Exactly! Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe that nonsense,