Chapter 145: The Fake Table

ople, and each one isn't ordinary. Some are talking to each other, while others are meditating with their eyes closed.Among these people, Chen Ping also found some familiar faces. Hu Bazi, the tomb ro..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."is spectacle instantly drew in all the denizens of the hidden realm!Looking out at the bottomless vortex in the sea, everyone was stunned!At this moment, from that vortex, there was a strong spiritual...