The sea dragon instantly turned into a puddle of water, slapping on the ring, no different from the rain that fell with it.

In the dark night firelight, it disappeared into the five elements.

On the other side, Mu Shang stopped.

The divine power retracted the palm in all directions.

He was as slender as ever, standing straight in the distance, and not even a single weed had been broken around him.

He stood there calmly, his eyes cold, as if he had just been soaked in the night by the autumn rain.

He swept away coldly, snorting softly.

"Don't struggle, you can't beat me."

Lan You clutched his chest, his face was as white as paper, and his lips were stained with blood, which made his face even paler.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

He knows......

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