lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

That was the sound of a white-clad swordsman's sword slicing through the sky!,This power was not something that Zuo Guanglie, with his dwindling strength, could control. He was merely a trigger, a conduit, using his genius and determination to allow the true might of Zhulong to be unleashed into this world, even for a brief moment.,Not until all the Daoists had left and the token in his hand shattered did Li Yi slightly tilt his head to look at the expanding Zhu Rong fire seed.。