"Asshole!"

with a wave of the old hand of the night mourner, the power of the dark fairy converges into a huge shield. Li Yi's sword is only on the shield, smashing water like ripples, which are swallowed and eroded by the dark law.

but the master of youyue snorted coldly. His hoarse voice could not help his anger: "there is a yellow spring gate in front of him. If he can't run, hurry up and chase me!"

a monk who is in charge of the law escapes under the eyes of their four masters and thousands of disciples of youyue sect, which makes them feel shameless.

the Lord of...