Zhuo Chuan's eyes were shining, like copper lamps in the dark night, and the laws of divine power fluttered in his pupils.

He is analyzing the weak points in Zhang Yue's attack, and he is also analyzing the trajectory of the three-legged round tripod.

"What other means do you have besides the seven-foot bamboo sail?" Zhang Yue said with a cold face.

For a treasure like a seven-foot bamboo sail, don't say that it is him, even the Supreme Elder in his sect who has not been in the world for nearly a hundred years is coveted.

It was a divine path soldier, as famous as the Demon Desolation's Ling Feng Wing, but the most important thing was not this, but ......

Seven Feet ......

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