"Look, every time there is a big event, you need to be calm, and it is absolutely good to hold a steady hand at a critical time!"

The fisherman, who was wearing a hat on his head, wearing a robe, and holding a purple jade cane, looked at the gap in the netherworld that continued to spread to the sky, and said with a smile.

In his eyes, the spirit is shining, reflecting a fairy bell on his head, a peerless figure.

"That foreign monk can really toss and cause such a big mess."

The clothes are flying, and the white-clothed Confucian with big sleeves is displayed

"I really want to cultivate immortals! Chapter 239 The fierce fight is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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