Chapter 1848: South Dao, Northern Xuan Xiao Saint Lord, Guar

reamy.Her skin was as crystal clear as jade, her eyes sparkling and radiant.A white gauze skirt, ethereal and graceful, like the fairy of Guang Han or a celestial being exiled to the moon.There is a k...rful Bā tribe deity, whose cultivation level was one tier higher, was far inferior to him.With a single step, Jun Xiaoyao ascended, his finger pointed like a sword.Blade light swept, a fleeting moment...