Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

sandstorm just now"Tian Changdao: "It must be some kind of beast from the Shahai. Everything is being swept into the sky."This huge worm, with its brown bulging eyes and segmented body, looked extrao...'s words: "The shifting of the dimensional barriers, the surrounding situation is unpredictable."Even Bai Xiangwang and Ding Jingshan couldn't know at this time, how many regions were connected to the...