`Boom...' A palm, glittering like jade, Cuiling Ling, it directly pierced the universe, will all attacks, vanish, erase, Chen Jiu their crisis, and relieve it.

"See President of the Court!" Although the attack was obstructed, the elders in many gardens did not dare to resist at all. They bowed their heads in succession to show their respect.

"Isn't the dean of the shrine a woman? How amazing should she be with such a beautiful jade hand? Chen Jiu doubted and looked up at the past.

Delicate and beautiful, infinite graceful figure, noble and sacred, just like the gods, let people look up to, but when Chen Jiu really see this...