The beautiful eyes swept across the sky, and the Tianxin Sect generals Jiang Quntian and Fang Jue were surrounded by water, and the latter was still injured.

Now, Mingweiye is not the Mingweiye a hundred years ago. Anyone who wants to bully her will have to ask her if she agrees!

Walking forward overnight, the tsunami came out.

"Eighth grade intermediate!"

Xu Shi's face changed drastically.

This pressure made him feel very nervous!

Xu Shanfeng and others were shocked.

What is the concept of an eighth-grade intermediate alchemist? The highest peak of Lingzhou's alchemy cultivation is the existence of clouds and rain!

But, it's not right...

This ancestor of Medicine King Pavilion is obviously a seventh-grade senior, with only spiritual fire and a person who will never heal the wound!

After a hundred years of cultivation, why did he become the celestial figure in a blink of an eye?!

Xu Shi said jealously: "It seems that you have a great opportunity. Who has healed your wound?!"

She sneered coldly: "If you want to hit him, I would like to advise you, that person, you can't afford to offend him!"

Xu Shi stared at her silently, his eyes flashing.

For some reason, when Ming Weiye said this, the ink figure in the Lingzhou Fengyun Daily appeared in Xu Shanfeng's mind.
Chapter completed!