Yun Wan is in her teenage years, her purple clothes are fluttering, her fairy posture is graceful, the vermilion flame in the center of her eyebrows is shining, isolating all destruction fluctuations, like a snow lotus that is not stained by the mud, ethereal and holy!

"Roar!"

There is dragon qi rising, purple qi coming from the east, Wan Jun makes a move, there is a silent overlord aura, and a large area of innate Gang qi is smashed on the spot, and the pace is not lagging behind at all.

At this time, the inheritance is in front of you, and the young masters no longer leave their hole cards and go all out.

Su Peng was happy to have the people in front of him......