divine mountain creatures around were a little stunned.Something's wrong.According to the personalities of these ancient masters of Mount Shen.Any existence that dares to provoke on sacred mountain,...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.oyao's mastery of the divine soul was not weak, but they didn't expect it to be this strong.The proud son of the path of soul and spirit cultivation, all are inferior to Jun Xiaoyao!"Whoa!"Jun Xiaoyao...