C734 Lord, have mercy

Yang Fan grinned when he heard it, and after finished speaking, he fished out the three Astral Souls spores that had returned to their original shape, and opened his palm: "You're talking about great lords, are they?"

Fang Daoyan looked at the seed like object in Yang Fan's palm, and a blank look appeared in his eyes.

He only knew that there was an even stronger existence behind the evil willow