"Why did it suddenly stop half a year ago on the thirteenth of each month to sacrifice a fresh corpse on the thirteenth of each month?" The black-eyed man looked at the black-robed people around him, and said in a stern tone.

A black-robed man who knelt on the ground hurriedly said: "Please forgive us for our incompetence, during this time, our Black Mass disciples have been hit by many blows and suffered heavy losses

"Under One Man, I Am Zhang Chulan and His Brother" Chapter 197 The Might of the Heavenly Master is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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