are targeting Jun Xiaoyao, striking him with lightning-fast power.It's obvious that someone in the Supreme Immortal Court orchestrated this."Dare to lay a hand on Young Master, die!"Yiyu acted without...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade..That was a strong warrior from the Three Lives Hall, coldly looking down on Jun Xiaoyao.Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent."Sān shēng diàn táng, nǐ men yào gān jià"The Elder Yun Jing and others...