Chapter 1707: The Xuan'ang World, the Descendant of the

ian's lips moved, and finally, he spoke one sentence.Then he; then his form, was transformed into dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.When Jun Xiaoyao heard this, he sighed inwardly."Di Haotian...but he definitely wouldn't be taken aback.Even the Bāzú, no matter how they fare, are after all a race of profound black calamities with deep heritage.If after so long, there are still no clues about...