"Bam—"

It was only when he was in the palm of his hand that his spiritual energy was revealed, and it shattered directly.

The spear vibrated lightly, and a blue fairy air circulated on it.

Han Muye had no choice but to let go of the gun handle.

The wood **** shook his head.

This fairy treasure is not an ordinary thing.

Han Muye breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his palm again.

This time, a blue fairy light burst out from his eyes, and the fairy energy flashed in the palm of his hand.

In the fairy light, a trace of sword intent poured directly into the spear

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