lusion. This gamble against fate had been won by Heaven, leaving Lord Jun Xiaoyao to meet his demise.After a moment of daze, Ling Yuan came to her senses."Wrong, it wasn't him, nor could it be him..."...The Three Realms Prince showed a hint of surprise.

Ye Junlin's methods were more fierce and ruthless than he had imagined.

In his hand, a Honghong sapling was sacrificed, colliding with the Purgatory Spear.

The horrifying tide, vast and boundless, surged forth.

Sharp gun flashes, intertwined with the aura of the Honghuang.

The two figures separated once more.

Then Ye Junlin charged again, like a black-armored war god, his moves fierce and sharp.

At this, all present held their breath.

This kind of battle is too intense.

And every move is fatal.lerated this process. 。This made his cultivation base and strength, instead further improved. 。So it could also be said that good fortune and misfortune are interdependent. 。"Blood Moon Calamity····...