Chen Xiaobei put away all his Dharma Treasures and the Golden armored mystique spiders, then stepped on the demonic Crow King and returned to the royal city of jingmo.
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On the City Tower of the pure ink Royal City.
At this moment, everyone was still in a state of extreme nervousness, not knowing the outcome of the battle.
&Quot; the lightning has been gone for a long time ... The battle should be over by now ... Why is there no news about master ... &Quot; Feng Qingyang frowned, his face was solemn, and his tone was nervous.
"Master will be fine ... Master is invincible! There's nothing he can't do!" Wu aofeng's face darkened, he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his skin.
Even though he said that he trusted Chen Xiaobei completely, he was not confident at all.
&Quot; I don't want anything to happen to master either ... But ... &Quot; Huo yuanba wanted to say something but stopped. His face was full of bitterness and his eyes were red.
