C892 Not Yours

"Swish!"

With a wave of his hand, the Cosmos Sack returned to his palm. After seeing the familiar Cosmos Sack, Han Feng revealed a smile on his face and looked at Loong Changkong, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud on his deathbed.

"This kind of thing is something that a small family like you can get your hands on. Do you know how great the power a Saint Stage practitioner possesses