C676 Trachoma of Larynx

In the terrifying Lightning World, the black lightning of destruction was spreading.

"You can help. Do you want me to capture him for you?" The Thunder Ancestor said as he looked at his cultivation.

"Can I?" he asked, looking up at it.

"Of course, it's a small problem." The Thunder Ancestor smiled.

"Alright."

Long Ri didn't add to his affection. In this society