The Prodigies War

Outside the heart washing peak.

In the lush woods, a young man with bronze skin was meditating. With his breath, the weeds on the surrounding ground fluctuated and moved together.

The scene is mysterious. One person breathes and absorbs, and his own Qi machine affects the surrounding plants and trees to move together. It is obvious that his cultivation has reached a high level in the spiritual sea.

There is no doubt that this young man must also be an extremely powerful role in the Forbidden City. He can be regarded as the best of his peers.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, around the youth, weeds rose from the ground and floated in the void. Then, like lightning, they broke inch by inch and turned into powder.

This is not intentional. It is just caused by the powerful pressure caused by the throughput of a man-made air machine.

"Some improvement!"

Zuo Yang suddenly opened his eyes and emitted two cold electricity. His whole body was full of spiritual power, which overflowed from his skin and surrounded him like a big stove.

This is the embodiment of the inside information of practice to a certain extent. It is perfect!

"Young master, you are really a generation of wizards. In just a few months, you have reached the level of burning the sky

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