"It's not so easy to kill me, you're far worse than that old man!"

Snowflakes flew on his side, and his right hand was raised slightly, and the extreme chill covered his hand, almost freezing time.

And Qianrenxue snorted coldly and rose to the air.

The angelic holy sword in his hand burst into brilliant light.

The wings behind her are completely open, and the gold and black are mixed, which makes her temperament feel indescribably weird.

Angel Holy Sword Skill, Net

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