chapter 47 The undercurrent of the Five Academy Competition

They were dressed in pale golden robes. They were all about thirty years old. They had majestic looks and long beards hanging on their chests. Waves of powerful and unstoppable profound energy surged around their figures, and even the light Everything around them began to twist.

All the registered disciples immediately did not even dare to express their anger.

Merlin Moor felt a suffocating feeling approaching him, as if three ancient mountains were pressing in front...