In this era when spiritual energy comes to the secret realm and revives, it gives a little shock to these people who are always working on their lives.
The gods and monsters looked tremblingly at Meng Cheng, who kept unleashing strange conceptual skills on them, and tried their best to express their goodwill: "We are just passing by!"
"You have misunderstood. Others say that I am the Holy Hand of Moyun and the One-horned Dragon King. These are all slanders! I am still very talkative. As long as I can catch it... I will let you go!"
Meng Cheng stood on the high platform, hugging a monster full of weird aura and smiling happily.
(Copy flow) (Original copy or a huge amount of magic modified to the point of unrecognizability) (No heroine) (No moral integrity)
