ing with a Blue Silver Tyrant's Spear attack, going all out 。As long as we defeat Jian Mochen again, today's victory will be significantly increased. 。Two roars echoed simultaneously, Jian Mochen's...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. 。tly. After the efforts of the healing soul masters, his injuries were not too serious, only that his body was severely paralyzed. He had to stop every few steps and twitch all over for a while before...