Three, two, seventy-nine is not the fate of refining, death!

Three, two, seventy-nine is not the fate of refining, death!

"You don't deserve it!" Ye Kong suddenly burst out a sentence in his mouth.

this sentence seems to be a match that quickly ignites a fire. Li Zhenzhi shakes his hand, and the keel chain is wrapped like a poisonous snake. Although Ye Kong tries to resist with a harpoon, it doesn't work!

don't forget that ye Kong is suppressed here, but the spirit of Pangu, who possesses Li Zhenzhi's body, can do whatever he wants!

PA!

Ye Kong's harpoon is thrown into the golden fire pool. The keel whip easily entangles Ye Kong's neck, and a cold breath is introduced into Ye Kong's body through the skin.

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