his own blood essence power。On his right arm, faint golden scales also appeared. 。Everything is exactly the same as in reality. 。Both hands rose simultaneously, two streaks of silver flashed, and a p...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. 。orward, the delay breaks, two steps forward, soul power separates and disappears. 。Its whole body was radiating dazzling gold light, and a pair of golden dragon claws glinted with cold light. 。He just...