g the painting, Qin Sang smiled knowingly.On the painting, his Taoist robe is wrinkled and dusty. He clutches a stone in his hand and stares intently at the flock of birds in the air, with his hand po...ll. He only cared about forming the Golden Core now and didn't mind the price."This evil spirit isn't without a way to eradicate it. Taking some medicinal herbs that target the ailment can clear it aw...
Chapter 497: Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit