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A "crack" sound was heard.

Yin Kun's protective spiritual energy was directly shattered by the astral wind.

Even the spirit treasures that he carried on him and the spirit light that automatically protected him were also destroyed. Only then did he manage to dissipate the power of the astral wind.

However, the spiritual light of the spiritual treasure could not protect Yin Kun's face in time.

A crisp "pa" sound was heard, and Yi kun's face swelled up from the astral wind, turning into a pig's head.

"Ah, I forgot to remind you. My spirit beast is violent by nature. Other than me, it doesn't like to be ridden by anyone else."

"It's better for you to follow behind. "

Gong Ziliang said, trying to hold back his laughter.

As the country guarding Duke, Yin Kun didn't even dare to scold him even when he was resting in the Pingjiang dynasty.

He had never suffered such humiliation.