C1168 The Secret of the Saints

"You're courting death!"

Jun Qiluo's face was expressionless as she lightly flung out her sleeve.

A strong gust of wind blew past, and the few elders in Blue Luan Palace, who had great authority, did not even have time to cry before turning into ashes and scattered with the wind!

Jun Qiluo looked coldly at Lian Ziyou as she walked slowly towards the latter. "Lian Ziyou