Haoran's righteousness...

What power is that?

Why can Lu Mangran, an ordinary man, activate such power?

This is something that the old man couldn't understand. After trying it, he found that it was very difficult to gather this energy.

With his realm, why can't it be moved?

The old man fell into deep thought, as if he had encountered extremely difficult academic problems.

Sudden.

Footsteps sounded up.

Xie Gutang turned his head and looked at him. He saw a young man with a short coat covered with armor formed by the delicate human emperor's aura, and the mysterious yellow python dragon entrenched around him.

After the young man finished the eighty-one stele huts, he walked to the top of the mountain.

Xie Gutang recognized this little guy, a genius who was the only one on the dust bridge who was so powerful that he was the emperor.

He saw the young man walking to the Wendao Monument and sitting cross-legged.

Xie Gutang smiled and was about to speak. This new monument belongs to the 82nd monument, and this monument is not to be solved.

However, before the words were spoken, they were cut off by him abruptly before they could be said.

Because, in his eyes, the young man in the short coat sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Then open your eyes and get up.

But four or five breathing times.

There was already a wisp of righteous spirit on his body that was exactly the same as the breath on the Wendao Monument, like a white dragon.
Chapter completed!