Chapter 1105: Ice Creek Valley

, facing Zhou Tong, a Golden Core cultivator, it was no different from the tortoise and hare race."Haha, you little rascal finally can't escape!" A figure flashed, Zhou Tong leaped and landed in fron...mon Blade surged forward, like a mountain collapsing upon the earth, an aura of utter annihilation pressing down and filling hearts with despair.It's just that the golden sea seal condensed by Lü Xia...