C758 Dragon Art of the War God

East Sea, sect.

In the Yuxiang Island, the members of the sect refined pills and refined them, drawing talismans for a spar, the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

In the wooden house, Zhang Haorann was with his family.

"Father, when can I cultivate?" Zhang Lingfeng looked at Zhang Haorann pitifully with his big eyes. At the same time