Feng Gu was extremely domineering, and his breath was so pressure that he couldn't breathe, and dozens of peak Xuanzun didn't dare to look at him directly, for fear that he would find trouble.

Shura Qianluo flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, pretended not to hear Fenggu's words, lowered his head, and was as embarrassed as he wanted, fortunately the big black dog was not here, otherwise he could scold the old monk to death.

Even crazier than Feng Gu was still at the end of the galaxy, Li Qiqi drove the cloud-piercing boat, almost life-threatening to rush to the other cloud-piercing boats, he had already broken more than a dozen cloud-piercing boats, and his own cloud-piercing boats had also become tattered, but they were crumbling, they just didn't fall apart! No one dared to ......

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