long, silent, long... long time.... The energy of the explosion finally slowly disappeared, and the dust and gravel flying into the sky also settled. Zhu Tianrong is broken to pieces, and Yuan Ye's breath is like a trick again. After a long time, the whole person suddenly appears.

"Yuan Ye, many people can see the clue of the moves you used. Is it worth it for a title of five emperors, an imperial weapon to be handed in in the future, or to show it in front of two teachers? You need to know that if those super masters in the sky know that you have the world of mico,...