chapter 108 Eye of the Ancient God

The flower monk of the Buddha Sect had put down the wine gourd in his hand at some point and silently looked at the battlefield on the side of the hall.

The wine glass of Nie Yun, the chief disciple of Jianshan Mountain, rested in front of his mouth, and all attention was attracted to it at this time.

The city lord felt a pain in his flesh as he looked at the flying stone chips on the ground. He could imagine that after this fight, the hall would probably need a major renovation,...