"King Jingu!" Someone shouted, but it was unclear who. 。The next instant, all the soldiers of the Blood God Legion shouted the same title, "Golden Dragon King!" From today onwards, Tang Wulin is no...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. 。, covering a vast area 。This scout today is indeed a bit troublesome, skilled at escaping from the air. Shockwave grenades aren't cheap, those are all property of the Poseidon Legion. Over twenty hav...