etched out his hand, and a thick stack of silver leaves from the Fo Tong tree appeared in his hand. These were the years that Lu Xia Tian had cultivated silver leaf Fo Tong trees within the barrier to...At this time, Mo Yuanyan didn't even have time to feel sorry for herself. If her life was gone, no matter how good the things were, they would just end up in someone else's hands. 。What truly worried her was the blood-sucking mosquito demon getting closer and closer. 。At their current pace, they would be overtaken by the blood-sucking mosquito demons before reaching the lava pool. 。At this time, the displacement symbol has also been used, and Mo Yuanyan can no longer turn the tide behind. 。Only watching the grim reaper relentlessly approach from behind whether to reveal more to Lao Duowu. After a moment, Lu Xiaotian still dismissed this idea.At this time, Ying Gou hadn't made a direct move to kill him. Perhaps Lao Duwu wasn't as strong as Ying Gou,...