The one-horned fairy king saw that he actually used his body to resist, and said with great disdain, "This human immortal really can't find death, and he wants to use his body to resist!" And when his words fell, the falling nebula remained motionless, allowing the forty-nine bucket-thick Heavenly Thunderbolts in the sky to smash on his body!

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The thunder resounded throughout the 100,000 Immortal Mountains, and even the seventh saint Ye Qingfang, who had come here to practice, was shocked!

"Who's in the tragedy?"

Ye Qingfang, who was planning to retreat and stabilize his cultivation, was suddenly awakened by the thunder in the distance, and after spying on the heavenly machine, he was shocked......

Chapter 168 of "I Was a Monk at the Last Day" is too ruthless It's being hit by the hand, please wait a while,

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