Ye Chen's words made these two messengers of the golden school in the Vientiane tower look cold.

with a cold snort, two gold medal messengers came to the end of the cloud and said, "Mr. cloud, please help me to take this man."

yuntianya nodded and walked towards Ye Chen.

with each step, the breath of the cloud will become stronger.

all around, the young men and women, as well as the two gold medal messengers, are all staring at the end of the world.

it's rare for experts at tianbang level.

yuntianya walks to the place where ye Chen is still ten feet away. He suddenly bursts into his...