Chapter 1811: The Optimistic Heavenly Saint Clan, Mu Xuan&ap

purplish-blue.His throat felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe.What is going onWhat the hell is going onThe sunken temple of hell, veins throbbing..., starting with the sign-in of the ancient sacred bodygh, completely without any intention of confronting him.As for the mid-Saint of the Xiahou Imperial Clan, he hasn't come yet.Even the strong from other Imperial Clans had complex thoughts at this mome...