Thirty-ninth range works
Chapter 1379-'Black Dragon'
of his hand pulled at the edge of his robe and tore it apart little by little!the golden Buddha light surged violently, and the roar of pain came out of his throat. As the corner of the robe was gradu...is it." Lin murmured to himself, "this tortoise." It is astonishingly big. "under the erosion of the fog, it is impossible for ordinary plants to grow, but there is a small amount of vegetation on the...