Wan Lei shouted into the thunder refining pond with a smile.

"Go away, what does it have to do with me!"

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The deflated Master Lei didn't dare to stir up the bomb anymore. He entered the thunder refining pool honestly, flew to the center, and started practicing.

Wan Lei and Qi Manyao are monks with thunder attributes, and this thunder refining pond is of great help to them.

But for Tiansuanzi, it was a bit useless. When others were practicing, he was also constantly calculating with a compass.

"Who do you think you are?"

In the distance, the sound of thousands of thunders came.

"Calculate Pindao's chances of surviving this time participating in the Ten Thousand Honors List."

"You can pull me down. You are a bastard. You didn't die in two wars. You are better than anyone else in fishing and working as a foreigner.
Chapter completed!