repair this blood-colored drum, the cost would be enormous. However, the silver-haired cultivator before him attacked relentlessly, wave after wave. Relying solely on his own mana, he was beginning to..."Well then, let it be so." 。ould work.” On the road, Mu Xia set her sights on Lu Xia Tian's medicinal pills again."There's still one top-grade pill, but this Immortal Pill can't be exchanged with ordinary Xianjing. It has to be...