Chapter ninety-two Yan out ()

Luo Changfeng is not dead. Although he is seriously injured, he still has the spirit to cultivate himself. Worse still, the nine-headed giant bird has ten brothers in the same robe. After catching Luo Changfeng, the river was full of buildings, desperate to pour out all the panaceas prepared in the crescent moon pendant. Good […]

Death is more terrible than so-called dignity

Chapter one hundred and fortieth Storm again The poor and busy people ask if there are distant relatives in the rich and deep mountains. Yan Bo, a junior Wu Zong who rose suddenly, caused some Wu Zong’s comments in the Feilong world. On the contrary, the talented Mo Hu has been neglected. Nonsense. Who is […]

There are waves of huge tsunamis on the dark clouds, and the violent ratio in the package of sea water clouds seems to be soaring at any time, which will destroy and wash away this small ancient city.

In the dark clouds, four dragon heads were wearing blue robes, and Lao Longli looked at the square face and showed a little coldness. "eldest brother, do it." One of the four dragons, a pair of red-eyed old dragons, caressed a long beard and rushed to the front, looking down at Chang ‘an with a […]