The purple light flickered, but it was so dazzling in the night, like a bright lamp, there was no place to hide.

A hundred meters behind the purple light, a figure shot at it as quickly as a ghost.

The purple light continued to shoot out, but it seemed impossible to get rid of it, and the distance between one person and one light became farther and farther away.

Su Buwai is looking for a trace, which is indeed a lot worse.

Seeing each other getting farther and farther away......

"Wasted Warlock" Chapter 122 The Spirit Mandrill is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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