Tianlan state, border.
A divine light swept over from the distance, and when it came close, many figures appeared.
"There's really not a single one left!"
The third Prince's eyes lit up. He looked around and snorted.
"Let's go to this place!"
He took out a map of the tianlan Prefecture and pointed to one of the places.
Currently, the people of the tianlan Prefecture were all gathered in nine different places. He had discussed with the other princes and decided that they would take one each. They had to break through and capture all of them.
Without him, the old monster became the commander of the light pole.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The group of people turned into divine light and quickly flew away.
On the other side of the border, there were also beams of divine light.
The person in the lead was the eighth prince, tantai Chuan.
