C617 Dying Counterattack
In this Nine Nether Soul Losing Land, no matter how strong the Wind Cloud Guild was, they were existences similar to dog shit to the two Long Chen s.
He had heard about Loong Yue from a martial cultivator. If he had seen Loong Yue yesterday, then perhaps he would have gone somewhere else, but he should be somewhere nearby. If Loong Yue had not succeeded
