C366 Dao Qitian and the Myrtle Saintess

"Something's not right. The Sanshen's stone has broken free from my control?"

The golden figure's face appeared from the fog. His handsome face was extremely young. His eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his eyes were like bright stars. From the first moment he saw him, he felt as if he was a sword, a sharp and extremely sharp divine sword.

But now, this young face was filled with shock