chapter 127 Wearing golden armor, stepping on auspicious clouds

Just when Russo Su and others were fighting hard. Countless thousands of miles away from Guanwucheng, in the distant land of Central Continent, among the rolling hills of the palace, there was peace. Compared with the cold and desolate Guanwucheng, this place seemed extremely peaceful, like a fairyland on earth. There are thousands of palaces, gilded copper tiles, and winding mountain roads paved with white jade. Occasionally, a spiritual bird flies over and makes a loud blue call. This...