Mortal Cultivation Chronicles/C1789 Frost Bat
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C1789 Frost Bat

Seeing that Zhang Hao couldn't help but burst out laughing, Cang Wuheng's expression was filled with helplessness. No matter how different their appearances were, the demonic beasts that were flying in front of them were too big.

The demonic beast flying in front of them only had a wingspan of half a meter. It had a round head and a round brain, and it looked harmless

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