Raw vegetative marrow.

Terrifying, cruel, outrageous!

Things that others dare not do in Fang Jincheng are actually taken for granted.

He sucked this semi-saint alive and fucked him, leaving only a piece of human skin.

In fact, he wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened, sneered, and said, "The taste is really average. Perhaps only the taste of Li Shaoyang in the world can make me feel wonderful. Li Shaoyang, I'm here."

In the Shura Palace, the semi-saints of all clans finally arrived at the seventy-seven semi-saints that Li Shaoyang had knocked on the pearl for them.

It will be handed over to Xiuxingluo, and Xiuxingluo will allocate it one by one according to the previous jewel.

Those who have obtained the semi-saint position will be extremely excited.

Seventy-seven half-saint thrones mean seventy-seven true half-saints.

It is conceivable how powerful will Li Shaoyang add seventy-seven true semi-saints after a period of time?

The previous fierce battle would be invincible.

The semi-saints of all clans also decided to be promoted to the true semi-saint in the rear of the Shura Palace because they clearly distinguished the enemy and us after the fierce battle.

The Shura Palace has become the backbone of Li Shaoyang's forces.

In the quiet room, Li Shaoyang has completely recovered from the fatigue of knocking the beads with all his strength for forty days through recuperation, and is full of energy.

"Oh, it's so comfortable." Li Shaoyang stretched his waist and smiled.

Feng's mother looked at him with a cute look, snickered slightly, and suddenly said, "Li Shaoyang, let's get together?"

"Ah, merging?" Li Shaoyang was stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly became a little evil. Another meaning from the word merging was obviously turned into another scene in Li Shaoyang's mind.
Chapter completed!