The injured monk immediately knew that if he continued like this, he would probably be strangled to death inside.

He is now injured and his magic power is far inferior to the other party.

A trace of decisiveness flashed in the man's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, two red talismans immediately appeared in his hand.

"snort"

The monk holding the purple whip showed disdain.

With his previous relationship, he knew very well the other party's methods.

Ring! Ring!

A strange ringtone rang.

The crisp sound seemed to slowly lead people to sleep.

Li Qing couldn't help but feel confused afterwards.

In this moment, he already knew that the battle ahead should be over.
Chapter completed!