"Even now, you're still so full of yourself!" The great cloud Lord said coldly.
"Haven't you noticed that Nebula sect has been in decline for the past few decades? Compared to the sword cliff sect, the Nebula sect is not even a second-rate sect!"
but you are still living in the dream of being the number one clan in the southern Ridge. You don't even open your eyes to look at the world in front of you!
The heavens had changed long ago!
The Golden mystical stone didn't look at it directly and lived in its dream.
"Nonsense! My Nebula sect is filled with talented people, especially that disciple of mine, Yan nangui. He initially had the chance to enter the Holy Land, but in the end, he was killed by Xia qingchen!"
"Nebula sect's decline is inevitable. It's not man-made. It has nothing to do with me!"
Even at this moment, the Golden mystical rock still didn't recognize itself.
Did he not know how Yan nangui's strength had come up?
