With a slight touch of the spider's leg, Xing Daorong's body turned into a blood mist and burst, and the corrupted and blackened blood soaked in it fell on Su Tai's face.
At the same time, the big axe that opened the mountain also fell down, steadily falling between Su Tai's legs.
He could cut off his troubles with just a trace.
"Is that it?"
The Tianluo demon king's eyes also showed a humanistic expression of amazement, and then it was ironic.
I suddenly appeared in front of him. I thought there was some special means. It turned out that he was really just a little monk who barely reached the purple mansion.
Seeing this, it also lost the interest of playing.
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