or, a new image appeared - a massive figure wandering around in confusion. 。Is he not exactly the Six-Clawed Demon Emperor from before Zhang Huanyun's mouth curved into an arc, whether it would succee...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. 。 both sound waves and psychic power, 。But at that moment, a strange scene appeared. Xie Xie brushed against Yuan En Ye Hui's right hand, and then both of their bodies became illusory at the same time...