"How can this Fusang Holy Maiden's Yin-Yang cultivation be so high, she can actually rely on her own strength to resist the three ghost town guard generals, and even have the upper hand......"

Zhang Linmo stopped, carried the demon pestle, frowned and looked at the fierce battlefield in front of him, and said in amazement.

At this moment, the cherry blossom umbrella was already superb, flying and fluttering like a pink streamer in front of the three town guards, sometimes as big as a pink cloud falling from the sky, sometimes as small as a forest flower, big and small

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