红蓝137打法简介：At this time, Zhang Jing was still sitting cross-legged in the starry sky, swallowing and refining the luck of the human world. The aura on his body was steadily rising, but it was also because Zhang Jing had swallowed up a lot of luck.
At this time, Zhang Jing was still sitting cross-legged in the starry sky, swallowing and refining the luck of the human world. The aura on his body was steadily rising, but it was also because Zhang Jing had swallowed up a lot of luck.
