Chapter 1848: South Dao, Northern Xuan Xiao Saint Lord, Guar

the sword.Blood was gushing out, spraying in a mist.Jian Wanjue's whole body was like a meteor, crashing heavily onto the ground, sending up a cloud of dust and gravel.Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slig...connection, that would be very good as well.And he also has a cousin sister whose cultivation talent is not much different from his.Then I can also make an introduction."Having arrived in the Western...