C2440 Adept Longhu

Immersed in the sacred power, the Blue Willow Manor felt heavy and stifling.

Like the tentacles of a real dragon, they radiated with specks of golden light, and the surface of the lake was sparkling with a gentle light. Yang Ping walked by the lake, feeling the aura of the real dragon lurking in the manor, sighing in his heart, The might of a saint is indeed formidable