in the Ninth Layer Realm was now so frustrated that he was almost ready to spit blood.If the hunting ground had closed ten breaths earlier, he would have been the top hunter and received a reward of..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>rdinary blood clans can contend with, only the holy races can rival them.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!But the spiritual energy fluctuations Lu Ye displayed at this...