C948 The New Nine Great Chosen the Thousand Immortals Assembling Clouds
The entire arena was deathly silent. Everyone was suppressed by this monstrous aura.
"Hehe, Mayor Zeng's Angry Tide mystical arts, has become even more profound!"
Suddenly, a calm voice was heard.
With a swish, a young daoist on a Flying Sword tore through the sky like a cyan rainbow.
This person landed on the ground with a tall and imposing figure. His face was like that of jade