小扇贝饿了想吃大肉肠

Seeing Ning Cheng's powerful momentum, the old man from the Yinhuan Chamber of Commerce knew that the person in front of him was probably not Ning Cheng. When he was at Tiandaomen Square, Ning Cheng was only at the eighth level of Xuandan. Even the most talented monk would not be able to reach the realm of shaping the gods so quickly. What's more, how could they not see the cultivation level of an ordinary monk in the God-shaping realm?...