There was more than a burst of rain, and the sky was a little dark under the clouds.

it was originally on the peak of zatianfeng in the fierce battle. A moment later, there were more than ten people of the demon sect.

"Yadi, once again let moxiao run away from his eyes." The Pluto looked at the smaller and smaller figure in the distance and scolded. After a time of venting, he and Liu Zhen both looked at the ghost and shadow not far away at the same time.

the rain drenched everyone, and the ghost and the hairline of Xiaoxiao were stuck on their faces, making the two...