C1722 Moon Spirit Race
"Kacha, kacha …"
The gold nail was chewing on the iron chains, and the crisp sound of it was loud and clear. It could be heard throughout the entire Ancient Martial World.
"Is this useful?" Dong Chen said in shock.
"A little effect." Zhang Han slightly nodded his head, and said in a deep voice, "This is an item from the upper realms, it's very sturdy
