The body of the ten martial saints soared, and their breath rose steadily. It was as majestic as a dragon. It was better than the ordinary nine grade grand master. I don''t know how many times!

    It''s worthy of being a barbarian. As for running now?

    How to escape?

    Xia Jianshen could feel that the ten martial saints of the barbarians below seemed to have locked his eyes and found his emperor!

    It''s impossible to escape.

    And right now.

    Deep in the palace, the Yuhua Pavilion, which nobody cares about, suddenly opened its eyes after sitting for three months!

    Lin Ping, we''re out of the customs!

    Do you have a monthly ticket? Even one!

    As long as 50 monthly tickets come, ten thousand words will explode after twelve o''clock tonight!)