Chapter 145: The Powerful Ancient Moon

ngled with the scent of flowers, refreshing and intoxicating. Tang Wulin instantly felt much more relaxed. His Blue Silver Grass was a plant-type martial soul, and here, Blue Silver Grass was everywhe...ersected with the white aura and passed through it without any collision. 。The next moment, the white halo silently fell to the ground. 。Tang Wulin only felt that the air suddenly became viscous, his...