C1377 Mao shan was the god of war he was only spreading beans like a soldier

The great feast of the sea and sky?

Of course not, this is the Asura battlefield — only, at such a critical moment, the person who can say such words is none other than the mottled little Taoist that was separated from us a moment ago.

I blocked the ferocious Black Widow with my sword and sized it up seriously. I saw that not many people had come.

There was only one mottled little Taoist