"That’s what I said." Guang Chengzi said that he was really moved by the promise yesterday, but after thinking about it, I heard that the palm of Qingyun Mountain taught real people, and it was almost the same as him. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Qingyun Mountain is a king of the Holy Spirit.

In addition, there are five people who cultivate immortals in the infant spirits period of tooling. Although the realm is not high, it is quite scary if they join hands. "Let’s go to Qingyun Mountain first, grab the position of a real person, and then go to Nanyang." The demon said, "What do you think?" […]

The original Sun Nianpeng should be able to take this map steadily, but they didn’t expect that Club I was so powerful on this map that they fell behind as soon as they started. Now they are fighting in the main road. Although they have not been pulled by the other side, they have also narrowed the gap to equalize the score and even surpassed the score.

According to the rules of the game, the first party to kill 150 people wins, and now the score is fast. After all, how can 100-year-old Sun Nianpeng not be in a hurry? He has to change his way. If he hadn’t suppressed the opponent’s ak players, he might have been ahead of the opponent […]

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"All right!" Looking at the woman with an expression on her face, the man stood up. "You can give these things to them!" The talking man waved his hand and three things appeared on the table. Of course, people’s three things are enchanting like fire and purple inflammation, and the last green dagger, though I […]

"Who says it’s not? I’m also looking forward to beating Master to win a championship. I think it’s the most valuable to beat nb team to win the championship in the final!" Bare, empathy tunnel

"I think it is difficult in a short time. After all, one person’s strength is limited. If you want to defeat the nb team, you must have a strong team. If the nb team has a sniper, then we can definitely win, but everyone in the nb team is a super player. How can you […]

My little girl has been flying all the way since she entered southern Xinjiang to look for Song Changgeng. I saw that the mountains along the way are sinister, the peaks and ridges are mixed, the mountains are covered with wild trees, and the snakes and beasts are in groups, and they are quite smoky and foggy, surging between the mud swamp and the Ping Ye. They are all two poisonous gases that have never disappeared.

The miasma looks like piles of clouds, floating from the ground, reflecting the setting sun on the mountain, reflecting layers of beautiful colors, but the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are. This beautiful thing, which is as beautiful as the clouds, will die at once, and the body will be turned into […]