his right hand, he held a golden trident, long and tall, adorned with beautiful patterns and radiance. 。The seven statues on the right are clearly closer to the front face of the Tangmen characters th...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. 。ach wave stronger than the last, shaking the red light curtain, causing it to shimmer with halos. 。For several seconds, the gold gradually faded. 。The soaring dragon's roar subsided, gradually calming...