w reaching the thousand-year soul beast realm, fusing and adjusting with Tang Wulin's own bloodline, coupled with his martial spirit's transformation. 。Before this, Tang Wulin hadn't used this soul sk...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. 。 power. The two sides pulled apart once more, and Tang Wulin only felt a tremor throughout his body. The impact of that White Tiger Blazing Light Wave was incredibly powerful. 。Although the right gol...