star-shaped eyes, trickling along her pale cheeks."Haha, he's dead! Jun Xiaoyao is finally dead!" Fang Han laughed out loud, his whole being filled with excitement.This mountain that had been weighing...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. but he failed to find the most important key. 。"Such a rich and concentrated world essence, how many worlds' essences have been fused into this"Oriental Aoyue was also somewhat surprised. 。The Demon...