"It's dying, and you're still hard-mouthed, I'll let you completely disappear from this world, look at your so-called master, how can you still come to you!?" Zhao Gang snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he raised his hand and took out his spear magic weapon, and then, released a true qi that stabbed at the Great Elder's divine soul. This shot didn't directly scatter the Great Elder's soul, but it was like a knife piercing his soul...

Chapter 307 of "The Personal Soldier King of the President of the Iceberg" The whirlpool is being hit by the hand, please wait for a while,

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