Chapter 1192

the room was jumping rapidly, more than twice as big as it was before.The long-burning lamp at the head of the bed was much larger than before, its flame twice as big. Even though it was just a flick...Chapter 1192

Zhao Ping'an spoke slowly, his face turning pale after finishing his words. He seemed as calm and still as a corpse, an eerie peace settling over him, unspeakable sorrow etched on his features.

He began to slowly rotate his body, looking at each face, trying to memorize them all.

None of these people are allowed to run!

Qian Rong also often heard this, her body softened instantly, and despair filled her eyes.

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等不得！

"You insignificant vermin, face the whip!"

As he spoke, he whipped out his divine whip and lashed straight at Zhao Ping'an, his body also charging forward with incredible speed.

Thousands of monks saw this scene.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It was almost simultaneous.

Suddenly!

Zhao Ping'an’s spiritual energy surged outward, condensing into a blade. Just as he raised his hand, a white light flashed across Zhou Sihai’s brow.

Just watch., representing the dignity of the Dragon Group at all times!>>"You lowly wretch! My grandfather was a seventh-dan master thirty years ago. How dare you be arrogant in his presence" Dong Wenqing gritte...