C1158 Arrogance.
At this moment, everyone was standing in a glazed palace to observe. The fierce battle two days ago had left a lot of traces here. The light yellow walls were covered with scorched black lightning.
Other than that, there were also pits, blood stains, and so on.
"It's very dense!" Tong Mang said.
"That's right!" Tianjiao Wu Wenqing nodded.
He was dressed in white and looked like a scholar
