Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

Is Zifeng angry?

How! Just when he fell from the sky, he saw the excitement of the crowd around him. When he looked so simple and true, he suddenly flashed a gray tone in his heart, which made him unable to help himself for a moment. Maybe this kind of life is really running out of time.

So that when Wanzhou spoke next, he was disturbed by this emotion and forgot the most important thing. He had planned to ask Luo Ruomu for a two-month leave, but he forgot because of his negligence.

The sun shines as always

But there is a figure below. It seems that it is because the time in hand is shrinking and aging, and the water in it is also steaming dry rapidly.

At the foot of manglong mountain, on the Dragon Qi wall of the sky, at the moment of dawn, dressed in a green shirt, slowly stepped up, very light, without splashing a sound. However, with the footsteps of the youth, all the students who rushed to the Dragon Qi wall for trial remained silent below, admiring the youth not far away.

Qulanruo, who disappeared for a few days, reappeared here at the Longqi Wall today. The murals on both sides of the Longqi wall benefited her a lot. She had secretly tried and could step to level 95, which was even more amazing than level 92 of Jing Ao.

But if Gulan never showed it, she only paid attention to the murals on both sides of the Dragon Qi wall, but when she saw the proverbs as follows: the road to heaven is ill fated, the Dragon Qi is exhausted, and the abyss is dry; The dragon is rampant and appears against the scales. The dragon's back is lying on its knees. The vast sea is dry and the ice floes are hundreds of feet long. Life and death are tied together. Survival depends on one person. Whether it is preserved or vain, time is wasted

At the moment, when Zifeng galloped all the way, galloping down with the faint red light in the air, and his feet finally fell to the ground, the scene in front of him was so shocking that he couldn't speak.