Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

ing around [chaos], like countless handles from around the execution blade, about to cut off the heads of sinners imprisoned by stone locks!"none."with the sound of the third syllable, the smell of th...arth, and the rolling breath of the sword met the roaring waves and accurately broke every drop of water blade.lathe sea spilled, but not a drop could fall on Zhou Ping. He calmly looked at Poseidon i...