The naïve boy whose chest was pierced and whose flesh had been charred by the thunder lay quietly on the ground, his pale little face still showing the desperate fear and longing for life before death.

"Are you in such a hurry to kill him?"

After receiving the summons, the blonde girl who came in a hurry looked at the true legend of the Three Holy Towns who was lying on the ground, and was already silent, turned her head and looked at Feng Qing'an, who even had a little smile on her face, and her always lively and agile momentum also became heavy

"I really want to cultivate immortals! Chapter 338: Broken jars, broken and broken, all of them are mine! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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