At this time, he suddenly spoke, making the warriors around him stunned.

But, no one believed it.

Under such circumstances, can Ling Tian survive?

However, outside the city, Yuan Ye, who was originally looking proud, turned even gloomier than Mo Gu.

He could feel that his punch seemed to have no effect.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the center of the flame cloud.

The next moment, there was a dazzling glass light rising into the sky.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure of aura swept across all directions!

In the astonished eyes of everyone, the fire cloud caused by Yuan Ye's punch was directly torn apart, and he was dressed in white, like an unstained Ling Tian, ​​with flying white hair, bathed in the light of the soul, holding an iron

Fan walked out slowly.

"Trash is trash."

"One move passed."

"Next, it's my turn!"

Ling Tian suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"The peak of the middle stage of Yuanshen!"

"Ling Tian's cultivation has reached such an extent!"
Chapter completed!