Chapter 202: News from the Zhanmo Hall, Jun Xiaoyao's P

beings transformed and life flourished.The scene was terrifying beyond words, as if it were going to split the universe apart!Long Yao'er's petite and exquisite figure exuded an unparalleled aura of p...Gu Yuan was completely stunned, his mind buzzing like thunder.

He was the seventh master of Zhan Mo Hall. Although he eventually ascended to the Immortal Realm, he still cared about Zhan Mo Hall.

But when he ascended to the Immortal Realm, Zhan Mo Hall was always the strongest force in Senluo Continent. How could it have fallen to such a state now

"What on earth is going on" Gu Yuan asked.

The sanctity emanating from it shook the cultivator to his core.

Heaven saw pity in him, he was just a passing little cultivator.

As I turned, there they were - a group of terrifying people.

Besides being pulled by a nine-headed lion, there are even saints among them.

This young cultivator was about to faint. Where did this group of tough guys come from

"What's going on Tell me." Jun Xiaoyao also frowned.

This matter was originally unrelated to him.

But Gu Yu had been following him to the mortal realm for so long, always doing his best, diligently fulfilling his duties.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao is carefree, that's not an excuse.

This young cultivator's eyes also showed a hint of surprise when he saw Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's temperament is too aloof.

Even the nearby saints and powerful experts were overshadowed by this young man in white.

"Could he be a genius from the immortal realm's lower realms" The young cultivator was secretly astonished.

However, he still hastily recounted everything that had happened in the Shenluo Continent recently.

After listening to all the messages.

Guren's face was dark with fury.

The whole person, was like a volcano about to erupt, his breath unsteady.

When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"seclusion, quite astonishing.Finally, at the end of the road.Jun Xiaoyao saw it.A throne that seems to have stood forever.On that throne, carved with the ancient mark of the other side flower.A peerle...