For ye Kong, a different kind of immortal, there is no way to rob heaven. All the strength has been taken out, but I can't do anything about it. So after a period of time, the power of the sky robbery has finally been consumed, and I have lost my temper.

at this time, however, a large number of black clouds that have been roaring in the distant place of Cang Ming have already come.

at one time, the thick black clouds between them, just like the waves on the sea, came and rolled, like thousands of horses galloping, rolling waves, sweeping!

it seems like another shot of chicken blood...