eryone, the golden sword beams in the sky suddenly disappeared. The golden greatsword hung directly in mid-air, unable to advance any further. Below it were Xia Qing's two fair fingers.This time, his...Hearing that the Great Elder wanted to see him, Ye Bufan naturally had no reason to refuse. He followed Moli towards Lingyun Peak.

"Jasmine sister, you seem to smell more fragrant!"

Ye Bufan was grinning and following behind him, even giving a sniff with effort.

"Slick talker!" never expected that not only had Zhang Yu's cultivation level improved, but Zhang Yijing had also advanced by a whole level.Moreover, the nature of the two is vastly different. Even ten cultivators a...