ash at all. 。A pack of Wind Demons appeared, attempting to attack them. 。...Tang Wulin's Azure Bull Formation pinned them all down, injuring most of them. For a group whose main combat power came fro...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。 a farther place. Sure enough, he didn't walk far before the elemental clouds that he hadn't absorbed before seemed to sense his blood qi, and one after another, they fell from the sky and surged into...