C1328 The Wind Is at Its Tip(last Part)

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Hao's arrogant figure rushed towards the entrance of the valley. Gale Valley It was a hundred meters long and incomparably tall. At this enormous entrance of the valley... Lin Hao was like an ant trying to block the river, tiny and fragile.

Lin Hao stopped ten meters away from the entrance of the Gale Valley