Chapter 1773: Wood Ox Demon Bull

ough the mining pick was thrust into Lü XiaTian's body, passing right through him, there was no feeling of it hitting flesh or bone. There wasn't even a sound of bones shattering. Instead, the mining... matter of the Zhenhe Stele as much as possible. As long as they were killed, the dead wouldn't speak. 。Lu Xiaotian's mouth twitched, and he let out a loud shout. 。"On the bank, there are mountains a...