> zhang pengfei and xiao weichen have also enuntered this kind of true yuan war to dry up in time and space, but they have never been able to form this kind of whirlpool of aura.
this nvergence of aura towards ye hanxin is getting stronger and stronger, and even began to surpass him zhang pengfei's true yuan signs of a war emperor.
”what on earth is going on with this?”
zhang pengfei looked at this strange situation, but he was at a loss.
he has never seen a whirlpool of aura so strong.
”this is the power of our blood.”
william iii's voice came from all directions, as if from afar, and as if near, so that his existence uld not be captured at all.
”what a tough guy.”
xiao weichen and nangong pity soft indignant bite teeth, but also can not help plaining a sentence.
at night, blood is too difficult to deal with.
suddenly, a dark shadow skimmed around them, causing the south palace to wave a sword spirit at once.
her sword is very fierce, but this sword is waving empty.
”lin hui, protect that girl.”
xiao weichen frowned and shouted at lin hui.