monster spoke.Chen Ping's forehead was covered in sweat, his face extremely solemn. The monster before him was immortal, always coming back to life. What on earth could he doJust as Chen Ping was thi...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ly, these auras like sickles, constantly beginning to harvest.Those members of the Pillaging Gate who had surrounded Chen Ping were like ants, crushed by his erupting aura. Broken and incomplete corps...