igure's sorrow was growing stronger. A layer of silver aura began to ripple around her whole body. Wherever she passed, the breath emanating from the dragon bones seemed to relax slightly.I don't know..."I don't think so. My nephew is the most skilled at creating miracles." 。" Zhenhua said with a smilears of cultivation. Within ten thousand years, we naturally have nothing to worry about. But once we cultivate to ten thousand years, which is actually equivalent to one hundred thousand years, we mus...