Hai Xuan's lean arms hung down, his dark body was soaked with sweat, and he had won a long battle before. The eyes of the light looked around at the monks. Finally, with his palms together, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and bowed to the temple door.

The Jingkong host sat in front of the desk, with two team leaders on the left and right, wearing yellow monk robes, dark red solid color...

"Huangji Imperial Sword" Chapter 61 Zen Pure Land, in the same vein is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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