C47 Half a Month Later(1)

"Silver spear wax head, a good metaphor." Old Devil chuckled.

Zhu Qing rolled his eyes. He felt that the Nine Heaven Thunder Bird was really pitiful. It had actually hit the muzzle of the gun, and its tens of millions of years of cultivation had turned into a bubble in an instant.

"The Evil Spirit Devil Halberd is a supreme treasure of the demonic path. Even if it is broken