Feng Xitian lost his voice.

"That's the only possibility. If it's not for concealing your cultivation, this kind of strength is more than enough to be a core. How could you be thrown into the outer courtyard by Junior Sister Ye Buhui?"

Another core said in a deep voice, he looked at Ning Qi with a look of fear. At this moment, Ning Qi's hair is windless and automatic, and his body is like a bottomless pit. The aura of heaven and earth around him is crazily sweeping towards him. This is the power of the Great Perfection of the Destiny Realm. Practice,