Song Jiyuan was suddenly trapped in a struggle!
No...he definitely wasn't this kind of person, he could not accept such humiliation!
But...he needed to survive.
Was it dignity or life...it was indeed hard to choose.
"Ah, who can bite this off for me, who can help me!"
Wu Jianghe suddenly went berserk, he randomly grabbed a large stone and smashed it between his legs.
Bang!
The large stone cracked and shattered, but his...balls remained unscathed!
In fact, as a potential ascendant, his body had become exceedingly tough, ordinary things couldn't harm him, and that area was where the Origin of the Grey Mist was most concentrated...
So, he couldn't even deal with it himself!
Seeing this, Song Jiyuan shivered more, this big shot...
He probably couldn't save his teeth today.
"Hey, where are Elder Hui'an and the others?"
At this moment, Song Jiyuan suddenly heard a familiar voice.
