In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.
In the past three days, Yang Luo, Xiang Kunlun, and the others had been running around. They had gone to many organization headquarters and instructed everyone to prepare for the battle.
After seeing that Yang Luo had completely recovered, everyone was undoubtedly relieved and began to prepare, waiting for the battle to arrive.
On the morning of the fourth day.
Yang Luo and the others were eating breakfast.
But right at this moment…
Rumble!
A muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the sky above the headquarters of the Holy Imperial Court!
"F*ck! What's going on? Why is there suddenly thunder? Is it going to rain?!"
Bujie immediately cried out in shock.
Everyone was also very puzzled.
However, Yang Luo immediately looked at Lin Wenxuan.
Lin Wenxuan clutched his chest and frowned. His expression was a little ugly.
"Wenxuan, is it here?"
