Chapter 890: Soaring Immortal Gate

, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives."Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. Th...e, then they would need dozens of different low-grade divine medicines for one low-grade divine medicine. So what kind of divine medicine was it"You can start looking for formulas now," Iron Chicken s...