Even if the feather-clad man roared, it was useless, for the two robbers of the Sacrifice Temple and Qinglian, he had no problem at all, after all, most of his remains were in the ancient ice field in the Winger Secret Realm, and he had only one finger bone to compete with these two robbers.

Qinglian and the sacrificial temple scraped a fifth of the blood-red ball before they stopped in the pleading of the feather-clad man, mainly because I have no way to continue to devour this power, continue to suck ......

"Yin Master" Chapter 372 The alliance is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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