Without a doubt, the Forbidden City was enormous. The moment Yang Xiao entered, three vast auras locked onto him.
Feeling the three vast pressures, Yang Xiao calmly entered the interior of the Forbidden City.
It snowed all night last night and the snow on the ground was at least ten centimeters thick.
As he walked on the snow, a violent fighting desire surged in all directions.
Yang Xiao knew very well that if he couldn't even defeat Lucian, what qualifications did he have to be the master of the peerless Dragon Gate?
Who was Lucian? He was only the weakest of the eight Seraphs.
But he had to admit that the peerless Dragon Gate was the world's number one mysterious organization, and Lucian's overall combat capability had long been extraordinary.
However, he remembered the phone call from Lucian earlier.
He kept saying that he would kill Tang Muxue and dig out his and Tang Muxue's baby and put him in formalin. Yang Xiao was full of anger.
Today!
A battle was inevitable, and Lu
