C700 The Power of Immortality Oppressing the People of Qingzhou

"Shua!"

A warm smile still hung on his face as he held the reflection of the flower in his hand.

Even in the face of the almighty White Robe Zen Master, Lan Yan did not feel the slightest bit anxious.

Even though the White Robe Zen Master's aura was overflowing, his body was like King Kong, and he was like the protector of the buddhist sect, he did not panic in the slightest