C415

Just as the waves in Wang Ming's heart were surging, he suddenly froze.

"Xiao Han."

"If you can concoct pills, then these ? Wouldn't heavenly and earthly treasures be able to become pill as well? "

"Hiss!"

Without waiting for Zhang Han's reply, Wang Ming felt the roots of his teeth go cold, his eyes blankly staring at the surface of the sea as he muttered:

"This is simply an industrial chain