was startled, but he didn't dare hesitate. He swung his Xing Sheng Sword, its light blazing brightly, and released his third soul skill. 。Suddenly, I transformed into a streak of starlight and shot...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。 soon as he came up was quite a sight, and they had been sweating bullets. 。Even though Gen En Yuhui was constantly retreating, she didn't become chaotic because of it. Her eyes were still very deter...