Fellow Daoist (3)

Venerable sovereign void was actually so polite to this person.

What was going on?

The expected conflict didn't happen. Strange.

He didn't say anything, nor did he dare to say anything. He quickly picked up the wine that Li Hao had brought out. In an instant, his face suddenly flushed, and he seemed to have fallen into an ocean of desire.

One moment it was ferocious, one moment it was crazy, one moment it fell into a deathly silence, and the aura of death appeared.

Kong Ji took a look. At this moment, the giant pincer was holding the wine jar and not moving.

Kong Ji took a look and understood.

The power of the Crimson Moon!

The power of death!

This Li Hao was not simple, and this jar of wine was even more so.

"Cough cough!"

With a light cough, like a warning sound and a great Dao Bell, the giant Pincher suddenly woke up. Its eyes were clear and it instantly regained its calm. Its heart was filled with fear!