154, one body turned to fight for 3,000 miles, and one sword was once a million divisions
"Holy slaughter, is it? Okay, today, let you be the first cultivator of the Ascension Dzogchen to die under my hands. Lin Sheng looked at the Holy Slaughter very coldly and said.
"The tone is not small, my Holy Slaughter has practiced so far, and even the current Holy Slaughter has to give me three points, where did you unknown kid come from, quickly report your name, my Holy Slaughter will also not kill unknown people." The Holy Slaughter's tone was arrogant, and the monks outside the Baolian lantern who listened to it were all impressed.
The man known as the Fifth Brother spoke again at this moment: "Fellow Daoists, you haven't watched the last battle, so let's take some bets in this battle?" ”
"Lightyear Love" 154, one body turned to fight three thousand miles, a sword was once a million divisions is in the hand, please wait a moment,
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