Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-One: Spirit Storage

lored golden flames, Lu Ye pressed his hand to his hilt, his expression solemn as he stared ahead.Across from him, Li Baxian casually held a sword in his hand and smiled, "In half a year, you've reach...The Wanmo Ridge side could see Lu Ye's tremendous threat to their own side, wanting to eliminate him to eradicate the future trouble. On the other hand, the Haotiantian Alliance wouldn't miss this either.

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Because different positions lead to different attitudes towards people and things.

Thehere will be no such opportunity again.If he missed today, Zhuang Bufan would only slowly wither and die. But at this very moment, he was blooming with the most brilliant light of his life.Such a magn...