The summit of Quanhuan Mountain. The leader of the night guard vaguely felt that the light of the Dao spear at the foot of the mountain was very similar to the Ye family's marksmanship, and after the spear was slightly moved, a violent purple fog suddenly rose at the foot of the mountain, and the thick fog spread in a rapid posture. When he was hesitating whether to go down to find out, Wang Fatzi rushed back. The leader hurriedly said, "Fatty, is there one of us at the foot of the mountain?" The fat man said bitterly. The leader's eyes suddenly burst into excitement: "What are you talking about?"

"Evolving from a Stone" Chapter 107 On the eve of the bloody battle is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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