"Yes, it's easy to enter the master of magic, but it's harder to enter the myth of magic than to climb to heaven!"

Looking at Tang Long floating in the air, everyone looked trembling.

In the memories of these people, only magic myths can be temporarily suspended.

Back then, Nan Xian once sat on the Grand Master's chair, with his body floating for nearly ten meters.

"Nani?"

Seeing this, Ito trembled heavily in his heart with a knife, and shouted in horror: "This... how is this possible?! How can the magic named Long be so powerful?!"

Even Bingnu Miyamoto Yukizaki was stunned and kept rubbing his eyes.

How is this possible?!

In the memory of Miyamoto Xuezang in Bingnu, only the Southern Immortals and North Buddha and Rukawa Fengxue can do this.

Tang Long looked down at Miyamoto Xuezai and said coldly: "You are worthy of fighting with me?! Maybe Rukawa Fengxue has this qualification, but unfortunately, the person behind the screen is not Rukawa Fengxue at all!"

Swallowing!

At this moment, Tang Long bounced his fingers and saw spider silk piercing through the screen in an instant.
Chapter completed!