his identity or background.Therefore, almost no one bet on him to win."This saintly son bets sixty immortal sources, the extraterrestrial demon clan wins." The Yin-Yang Saint Son wagered.Any fool woul...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.

She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.

Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Sword-wielding young master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.Son, wouldn't the Mojie Emperor Clan possibly have two Immortals in the future"Many people thought of this, their faces changing.Although currently in a war between two worlds, the extraterrestrial fo...