Ye Chen snorted coldly, stepped out, and chased into nothingness.


    The two fought into the depths of the ethereal, and the thunder and lightning were in no particular order.


    The white dragon is not weak, but it can''t stand the fury of the thunder and lightning of the heavenly punishment. The station being chopped can''t stand firm, and his body is covered with scars, blood is flowing, and the holy bones are exposed. In the body, tearing at his origin, devouring his origin, causing the holy body to be on the verge of collapse.


    "I''m not reconciled." Bai Long hissed,


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