Late at night.

Within the swamp next to the fog to the north is a large crooked neck forest. The crooked-necked tree twists like a ghost, with teeth and claws.

A large number of crows land on it.

Suddenly!

The sleeping crows opened their eyes, turned their pitch-black heads, surveyed their surroundings, and took off as they felt the slight tremor of the tree trunks.

Boom~

A large number of black crows flew up, and the chaotic flapping of their wings echoed through the crooked neck forest.

Meanwhile.

"It's a showdown! I am the Lord of the Bone Emperor Chapter 200 Forty against thirty, tell me how to lose! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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