When Shen Xiao Holy Lord asked him to lead his disciples to the ancient battlefield for trial, Shen Tian's scalp was numb.

Now he is just a green ring on his head, only a little red light, completely unstable!

By the way, can’t the Holy Land disciples find a safe place to try?

I looked at Jingyue Lake near the holy land, which was very good!

Otherwise, let’s organize a spring outing in Jingyue Lake!

Don't go and make trouble!

To be honest, experiencing the foggy plain crisis.

Chen Tian understood one truth, that is, don’t commit suicide.

There is only one fate, and the real lucky person is to be willful.

If he imitates his pseudo-luck son, who is as watery as the sea, he will die!

At this moment, Chen Tian really wanted to show up with the Holy Lord Shenxiao: Master, the disciple really can’t do it!
Chapter completed!