Cultivation and Anti-Bone Alliance

Fu Minglang, the little king in the deep palace, worshiped the evil hall with an iron rod. There are many strange things happening on Poyue Peak, and the master is busy all day long. The genius senior sister's sword is as sharp as frost, and her Taoist heart is as clear and fierce as a wolf. I wanted to win by lying down with my legs crossed, but my sect was left cold all night! He joined the Demon Cult with tears in his eyes, and became the king of scrolls with proficiency in his business. Grab the divine bone and look carefully, bah! The gods are all black-hearted! He turned the table upside down and demolished all the paths to becoming a god. Smiling and seeing that all living beings are like leeks, it is better to go home and roast the fragrant potatoes!