control his surging and boundless energy, relentlessly attacking the ninth layer seal. 。And Tang Wulin could even feel that, as long as he was willing, breaking through the ninth seal should be a nat...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。attack power, I'm afraid even a Super Douluo wouldn't be much better. He didn't even have the power to fight back. 。Shi Mengshan let out a cold snort, the crimson light on her body flared brightly. Wi...