孤女带着亿万空间穿书七零

Suddenly, a sentence appeared in Zhao Feng's mind: The Three Holy Temples are already full-fledged in this realm of dust, and it is difficult to shake them. Recently, several one-star sects have been lured, and they are on the verge of breaking the curse of a hundred graves. Now, the transmission energy has been exhausted, my subordinates go first...