years it would take to catch up to that Jun Xiaoyao!"Fang Han roared in frustration, smashing a fist into an ancient tree.He wants to surpass Jun Xiaoyao, he wants to go to the Immortal Realm, he want...The Three Realms Prince showed a hint of surprise.

Ye Junlin's methods were more fierce and ruthless than he had imagined.

In his hand, a Honghong sapling was sacrificed, colliding with the Purgatory Spear.

The horrifying tide, vast and boundless, surged forth.

Sharp gun flashes, intertwined with the aura of the Honghuang.

The two figures separated once more.

Then Ye Junlin charged again, like a black-armored war god, his moves fierce and sharp.

At this, all present held their breath.

This kind of battle is too intense.

And every move is fatal.interest.If there had been no fate, he would never have given the celestial maiden Qiongsheng her blood essence."I'm sure of it," Tiānnǚ Yuān vowed."Good." Jun Xiaoyao didn't waste any time and immedi...