No wonder it is called fishing in the end of the lake.

This is a kind of soul control skill, not strong control, but soft control.

Not to mention, it's quite strong.

The second name, if literally speaking, should be a powerful auxiliary soul skill.

Give yourself a speed increase.

It's interesting to be both writing and following.

Wang Feng knew that he followed him step by step, but he had never heard of the word "六文" before.

The last cold tip of the pen was obviously increased by 300 feet, which was obviously an increase in the attack power of the weapon's martial soul. From the sharp edge of the ink brush on Da Minglun's hand, it was like a thing like a qi, attached to the surface of the pen tip, and it looked very destructive and extremely terrifying.

"Little guy, it's time to get beaten, come on!"

Wang Feng remained motionless and pointed at the little Kun Shark.

"..." Little Kun Shark.

The little Kun Shark roared, and his body shape suddenly changed, and he didn't intend to defend at all, this time.

He planned to fight directly once, attack directly, cast the thousand-year soul skill, and spread the Kunpeng's wings!

"Young Master is here! Take the call!"

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ps: It should be...nothing at night.
Chapter completed!