C671 Thirteen and his majesty

Beneath the green pool, the golden light on Ling Yao's body slowly faded.

Ripples of tyrannical power could be felt from Ling Yao's body as she muttered: "Master, you are right, although I am training in a Tranquil Heart Martial Technique. However, my heart really cannot calm down. In the end, I still have to eat this rock! "

With a wave of his hand, a gold light condensed in Ling Yao's hand