There was once a mid-stage golden class venerable who was good at spatial rule power. He couldn't even use his spatial power to escape, let alone break the formation, and was eventually exhausted to death.
"Luck! It must be luck!"
Lyu Yangzhong suddenly reacted, thinking that he had found a perfect explanation.""You're cultivating the rules of Providence, so you're able to have such heaven-defying good luck time and time again. This is the only explanation. This must be it!"
Lin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but as a kind person, he couldn't ruin her beautiful fantasy. He only nodded, "You're right. "
Unexpectedly, Lyu Yangzhong's expression suddenly changed. He turned around and slapped,""A piece of trash who can only rely on luck dares to play tricks in front of this commander!"
There was a crisp crack, and then he saw his arm bent at a strange angle.
After being stunned for a moment, Lyu Yang's painful cries reverberated through the entire scene.
