estors of Changsheng Island might not have met the First High Priest.And now, seeing Wang Yan and the glutton king kneel so readily.Even though the Son of Longevity was uncomfortable, he could only me...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.Yue's icy eyes.Come in.The door creaked open, and a lovely maiden in a pink dress entered.Of course, it is the third young lady of the Eastern Emperor Clan, Dongfang Xinyue."Ao Yue jie, I really didn'...