C925 I can't even cry!
He couldn't even cry!
Plop!
As the sand and dirt rolled up, a deep pit with a radius of several meters appeared.
"Sliding!"
The three Celestial Clan cultivators whose smiling faces were stiff like wooden chickens woke up from their stupor.
With two swoosh swoosh swoosh sounds, the black clothed middle aged man and the triangular-eyed man stood horizontally in front of Tang Huan
