Chapter 5250: Appearance

races of presence were concealed, Lu Xia Tian sat cross-legged within a room enveloped by multiple layers of restrictions. In his palm lay a small, azure crystal the size of a fingernail – the Panqing...At this point, Manjushri Bodhisattva feels it especially keenly. There are already quite a few people following behind who find it tiring. anger. The thirteen petals of fire whirled, clashing with the falling Great Wilderness halberd petal by petal.>Lu Xiaottian's face darkened slightly. His primordial spirit was indeed stronger than th...