lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

That was the sound of a white-clad swordsman's sword slicing through the sky!,This power was not something that Zuo Guanglie, with his dwindling strength, could control. He was merely a trigger, a conduit, using his genius and determination to allow the true might of Zhulong to be unleashed into this world, even for a brief moment.,As soon as the words left his mouth, the extraordinary token, as if unable to withstand the sound, shattered instantly into countless black flakes. They slid past Li Yi's fingers and fell to the ground with a soft rustle.。