Chapter 145: The Powerful Ancient Moon

pounds of thousand-forged silver hammer was unavoidable. Tang Wulin had already gripped the blue Silver Grass. If Zhang Yangzi really couldn't resist, he would pull back his strength at the last mome...a race against time. 。So, after finishing the Zi Ji Mo Tong cultivation in the morning and having breakfast, I quickly went to find Master Cen Yue. 。Cen Yue walked at the front with a sixth-grade bla...