Looking at the direction of left eyebrow, the dust of leaves is slightly distracted.

"Holy Land!" Leaf dust whispered these two words, suddenly feeling a bit of pressure.

He thought that his current strength had been able to take the lead.

Unexpectedly, after all, it's too bad to know where the Holy Land is.

But Ye Dun did not feel discouraged because of this. He was no longer a young Maotou. Now, even in the face of the five great Protoss, he is able to swim with ease.

Although he has not yet reached the Holy Land, he believes that as long as he continues to grow stronger, one day...