Su Yuanbai, who was holding the bronze vessel with both hands, was like an ancient god carrying a mountain, and the raging fire at the bottom of the bronze vessel seemed to be even more violent, and there was almost a tendency not to stop refining this bronze vessel into molten iron.

The snow-white-skinned woman standing on the Demon Refining Melting Gourd in mid-air looked up at this scene, and her indifferent eyes finally flashed with a strange look.

Her hot and smoky snow-white body suddenly melted like snow water, but the smoke that rose from the melt was not snow-white, but

"Prisoner of the Gods" Chapter 161 Consciousness is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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