Luochen

The young man sighed, carefully sensing his body. He found that the Taihuang Jing within him was like a sleeping Azure Dragon in a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished, leaving only a faint protective aura from the Taihuang Jing.,But this life, Luo Chen couldn't help but sneer again. Let's play slowly.,At this moment, the old man excitedly opened an ancient box. He took out a painting from inside and unfolded it, admiring it.。