After Sleeping for Fifty Thousand Years, I Finally Woke Up
About This Novel
The young man in white looked at the stormy sky and said coldly: You couldn't do anything to me three thousand years ago? Now you think you can do it again? Then nine purple thunderbolts crashed down from the sky, and the young man in white raised his hand to grab... The nine thunderbolts disappeared without a trace in an instant.
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