Wu Zhihuan's sword went straight to the low-lying area of the mountain range that he was looking down on like a flying eagle predator, and when it was still ten zhang high from the ground, he snapped his fingers and recalled the spirit sword under his feet. The spirit sword turned into a wisp of green smoke and then drilled into the center of his eyebrows, and the light flashed in the center of Wu Shanhuan's eyebrows for a few moments, and he stepped on a low hill with one foot in the air, and waved his hand, the rich immortal qi around him dissipated, and his incomparably luxurious Taoist real person appearance also changed into the dress of a mortal monk.

"It's the smell of the old man? I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know how she is now, whether she's still the same bad temper she used to be. Wu Shanhuan said to himself......

Chapter 143 of "Fengming God and Demon Chronicles" The youngest foreign surname Heavenly Master is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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