sand-year soul spirit, among Soul Masters, it must be an absolute master.Even though they both possess the Ironclad Dragon Martial Spirit, the aura emanating from Guang Piao was countless times strong...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. 。rom his mouth, and behind him a colossal golden dragon circled once before hovering. 。When Tang Wulin vigorously beat his golden dragon wings, the giant dragon also flapped its wings, and the two fig...