t's go!"Li Chushui looked a little shy, nodded at Tang Wulin, and then released his martial soul.His short, azure hair had turned partly white. One of his originally blue eyes was now green. A circle...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. 。golden soul rings, but instantly switched to his own seven. 。and neither is the Martial Soul its true form. At this moment, he lit up, it was only his second soul ring on his body.The Six Monsters of...