words, Chen Ping was not angry. He came for the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King and wouldn't leave without seeing it."You're right, that Xiao Huandan was indeed refined by me..."Chen Ping's one senten...h lower!"Yao Qing, you, a demon cultivator, how could I possibly believe you Even if our Pure Yang Sect were to be exterminated, we would never surrender to a demon cultivator like you."After saying t...
Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control