Ancient God Emperor

she carries the real qi to her palms, and the palms make a wheezing sound, condensing sharp and crystal ice spines. Wrist shake, dozens of ice thorns, at the same time fly to A Le.,people who are timid and cowardly cannot even practice the first level successfully, let alone practice Mahayana.,suddenly, Zhang Ruoxien seemed to feel something in his heart. He looked up and looked at a restaurant in the distance. He seemed to see a familiar figure.。