蛇吧

A bright flame popped up from Yang Ji's hand, and together with a piece of flint, it flew into the bottom of the cauldron, and the cauldron immediately burned. This time. Yang Ji did not release the Beihai realgar first, but under the surprised gaze of the ghost alchemist, he first took out six or seven thousand-year-old red fruits from the Naji bottle. Throw it in first....