"Besides our bodies, what else can block the perception of these powerful ones?" Li Changzhou said.
The real reason was that he hadn't kissed anyone in years, and he wanted to kiss the alluring red lips of the Turquoise Pool.
Their true cultivation time wasn't long, and even though their cultivation was profound, their behavior still resembled that of twenty-year-olds.
Feeling the water qi on the Wisdom Pearl, Yang Qinglan also felt nostalgic, with a fire in her heart.
But she quickly calmed her heart and suppressed her qi, casually using the Ruyi to knock the teasing Li Changzhou, then stepped out of the black mist to look at the Saint's stone tablet.
Her understanding was the strongest among the three of them, but among the more than ten thousand combatants here, there were certainly those stronger than her, but should she give up?
