On the periphery of Kunlun Mountain, Fenglindu, worship Moon Lake.

Zhai Qinglin is a retired soldier, and the blood in his bones is unimaginable to ordinary people.

In the past, in his underground world, the rules of survival were set by him, but along the way, he has seen the world of ghosts and gods that ordinary people can't believe, how can he let these filthy things stain the world?

The drought formed by the flying stiff is extremely powerful, copper skin and iron bones, invulnerable, how can his means of dealing with mortals be more adequate?

Zhai Qinglin flew out, his figure flashing, very agile.

The dartrum, which was absorbing the essence of Mochizuki, suddenly turned its head to look at Zhai Qinglin, and it smelled the smell of people.

"Roar. A low, hoarse roar came from the mouth of the Dryfish......

"Zhengui" Chapter 98 Corpse Gu is being hit by his hand, please wait a moment,

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