C382 Zhang Three Hundred and Eighty-two Was over the Top.
Chen Ming’s shadow appeared beside Yang Hui once again, “Let’s go. It’s enough.”
Chen Ming’s action was to hide in the Heavenly Court. After all, the only ones left were Lu Qingxuan and the assassins. They could only defend the Heavenly Prison Star.
A month later, countless cultivators had seen the scene of Immortal Beasts galloping through the sky. All of them were wearing masks
