At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, this scene is really a bit terrifying.

The yellow sand rolled, and a huge poisonous scorpion slowly took shape.

"Spell Condensation!"

Jian Qianyue was amazed, and even he had to be serious, because he had also reached this point, which completely distinguished him from other grandmasters and became a peak grandmaster.

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"Ten Thousand Years of Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 112 Meng Wenfei's back hand is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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