"Boy, you're looking for death!" The Gray-robed Awoken said angrily.

As the words fell, a spear made of spiritual power stabbed straight towards Han Qiqi, rubbing against the air, and there was a sound of "bang".

Han Qiqi's face was serious, and the pale pink spiritual power in his body was condensed into a large shield one meter high, blocking in front of him.

The moment the tip of the spear and the shield collided, circles of spiritual power fluctuations spread out, setting off gusts of wind, bringing up the sand and stones on the ground, blurring everyone's vision.

"Dressed as a wealthy little pitiful, relying on scientific research to cultivate immortals and kill back" Chapter 177 I don't sleep in the middle of the night I am hitting my hand, please wait a while,

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