I couldn't stop the casting, and I knocked over another Eight Immortals table and several stools.

The patriarch's eyes widened, as if he was about to spit out the fire, and shouted:

"What are you doing?"

Such a precious thing is afraid of being too heavy when you touch it.

Someone actually wanted to smash it?

How can I tolerate it?

The Huangfeng Witch, who fell to the ground, struggled for a long time before she sat up.

He was in a messy dress and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The pain of being kicked in his chest, the bruised forehead, and the blood that flowed down made him indifferent.

He just stared at the five-wheeled gutter.

When he saw the angry look of the patriarch, he knew that his purpose could not be achieved.

He burst into tears.

"This is the root of the disaster!"

"Can't stay!"

"Divine Gods should not be offended!"

"It will blaspheme the gods, everyone, everyone... will die!"

All the tribesmen present were stunned.

They were confused.

Ye Qing was as stunned as if he was stunned.

Which is the trouble?

Why is the Huangfeng Witch, who has always been weak and has no sense of existence, so excited, so irritable, and so extreme today?

Offend the gods?

Why did you offend the gods?

Will everyone die?

Just a time!

Why does it involve the issue of life and death?

Now it is just a simple time. When the water transport meter station is made in the future, you can observe the astronomical phenomena and distinguish them from the season. Wouldn't that mean... the world is destroyed?

Is it that scary?

This is not a prehistoric world where immortals and gods exist!
Chapter completed!