C1389 Longxing yun xi

Ahead of him, the sea of clouds revealed a chasm.

Wang Shuo's expression was grave, and the incoming rain was nothing more than rain.

The Exemplary Saint Jade Dragon had also disappeared. Wang Shuo looked at his fist. The bloodstain he saw earlier did not exist.

"Dragon Soaring Cloud, Tiger Soaring Wind. Swallowing Clouds, puffing out mist, rustling wind and sand