The meat slash suffered a loss, but this time it was a good job, and he pinched the biting dog's mouth with one hand. Dragged down the scales, pinched Lao Hei with both hands, and curled up into a fist-sized ghost ball.

Stretched out his hand to summon a ghost, glanced at the squint, and reminded in a low voice: "Boy, you can take a good look, our grandfather's leg hair is going to transform into a divine weapon, this puppy is light and fluttering, it must be the fastest condensed, don't fucking make me unqualified." ”

The frightened ghost critiqued his teeth and shrunk his neck with a smirk, "What our little ghost said doesn't count? Grandpa rules, no one dares to cheat, right?"

"No, it's easy to say. The fat ghost said, but weighed ......

Chapter 321 of "The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" Xiaohong, you can't sell me. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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