voice."If my father were here, what would he choose Would he run away or fight"Jun Xiaoyao's words left Li Xin and Ajiu speechless.At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao appears to them as if he is gradually 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.essly, but I am a saint of the Holy Spirit clan! We are favored by heaven and unbeatable at our level. How could we fear you"After saying that, Mo Jin Yu let out a clear whistle and immediately made...