re, like a meteor, heading straight for Mo Ju. 。Sword intent soars into the sky, where it passes, a sharp whistle echoes through the air, as if a real meteor has fallen. 。At this moment, the spectato...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. 。 wasn't of the dragon type, and his cultivation was even higher than Tang Wulin's. 。Now Tang Wulin is not the same as he was four years ago. After receiving so many Dragon Souls' blessings in the Dra...