The moon slowly appeared in the sky, and a beam of light shone on the ground. The wind in the air blew the dust on the ground, and the dust rose up in gusts, like a woman walking out of the haze, which made people fascinated.

Long Yu moved his body, turned the xylophone in his right hand, stared at the shadow, stretched out his left hand to catch the xylophone beside Kong, and purple flames floated around him, looking like a pile of burning flames.

Not far away, Tianque ...