Removing the danger, Wen Ruo sat lazily on the back of the white hair, his eyes swept over the players of the Eight Immortals who had crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and observed their skills.

Bai Mao knew Wen Ruo's thoughts, and deliberately flew slower.

A raven flew at the dragon, and there was no one in front of him to swap places.

Teleport?

Long Fei's figure disappeared, and appeared in a dozen positions in front of him, narrowly dodging the crow's claws, and now he was already close to the abandoned ward

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