The west gate extremely does not have the gaudy ground one punch to hit, before the fist, shoots a white light which is like the practice, the fierce bombardment comes. The white light, neither Taoist nor divine, exudes the breath, which makes Yang Ling feel some real power.

"did Ximen Ji get through the mystery and develop the real power?" Yang Ling was slightly shocked. He saw a seven star stick on his hand. He shook the stick and went to the west gate.

this stick of Yang Ling has gathered the power of millions of Hunyuan all over the body, and the power of nearly ten million fights of...