C180 Hunting Ship(1)

As for the Wind Devil Bone Forging secret martial art, there wasn't much progress. Cultivating this secret martial art required a certain environment to cooperate, and Zhu Qing wasn't too anxious about it.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The sound of Three-headed Hellhound came from not far away.

The Three-headed Hellhound had broken through the black cocoon half a year ago