y feel. 。The rich vitality began to spread outwards from its body, and the infernal thunder started to tremble. The flowing plasma seemed to be painted over and swallowed, vanishing at a dizzying spee..."I don't think so. My nephew is the most skilled at creating miracles." 。" Zhenhua said with a smilef and chose to withdraw." 。Then, the last competitor is down to nine players. 。We continue drawing lots. 。He tried to brush past the awkwardness with the shortest words possible, but there was no dou...
Chapter 1077: Can He Still Create Miracles?