Chapter Nine Hundred and Forty-Three: Runni

l numb all over. 。The purple-gold surface of the Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng gradually grew a layer of blackening. Under Zhang Ge Yang's tireless urging, this Thunder Hell had been pushed to its peak. 。A ba...Jiang Wuyue's expression immediately became strange, even among the talented warriors of the Blood God Legion, he was one of the best of the younger generation. 。gy, and at the same time, he tried his best to compress time so that his age wouldn't continue to grow. 。But facing this white cloud across thousands of years, he could clearly feel the passage of ti...