he mural is just a part, concentrated eighteen transmitting spirit towers in towers, able to tell the story completely. 。The headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda's stroke recordings, depicting the scene...Yang Nianxia waved her arms, slamming the two bodies hard onto the ground. Zheng Yiran hadn't reacted yet, but Zheng Long and Zheng Hu had already vanished as two white lights.

"You—" Zheng Yiran stared blankly at Yang Nianxia, she couldn't have imagined that the deadly poison of her brothers Zheng Long and Zheng Hu would have no effect on this big man whatsoever. 。"Zheng Yiran, hello, my name is Yang Nianxia" 。Please advises currently visible. It appeared as if her body had shrunk from five meters to four meters tall, but in reality, the strength of its amplification was incomparable to even her third soul skill, Diamon...