"Frightened!"

The moment Ling Xueyin was stunned, among the pillars of incantation light, five or six Immortal Monarchs of the Huangtian Clan saw the opportunity to make a brazen move.

A lapis hanging pot flew out, and the mouth of the pot sprayed a thin glow, which had the atmosphere of swallowing wind and clouds; A spear was as swift as thunder, like a flash of blood, and the tip of the spear was cold; A pitch-black bell rang slowly, and the layers of bell waves were stacked, setting off a wave of spatial frenzy......

For the first time in many years, they were forced into this

"Fairy should be self-reliant" Chapter 51 The love sister flower is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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