y stop them. A large number of light spots still fell into the arena, merging with Tang Wulin and Qiluo's bodies. 。The pink glow surrounding the tulip of splendor grew increasingly intense, and the 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. 。 considered rebuilt. 。Just like the ancient golden tree of old, it has always been at the heart of the academy. 。How powerful is a god-slaying armament like the Soul Conduit Cannon Back then, if it w...