After putting it on, he stretched out his hand and sucked the dragon pith gun into his palm. Zhao Yun's expression was a little gloomy, in order to cross the tribulation, this dragon marrow spear was almost costped, dim, and there was no previous power. Seeing this, Ye Feng took the spear and Mo

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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