In a certain azure sea, the sea surface for thousands of miles is frozen, the ice layer is several feet thick, and a huge thundercloud floats high in the sky.

Pu Yu stood high in the sky, a large number of feathers fell off, blood dripped from his body, and there was a burning smell, and his right arm was missing.

"Fellow Daoist surrounds me with my life, I am willing to recognize you as master and serve you."

Pu Yu's tone is sincere, the other party is proficient in thunder, and there is a seven-color divine thunder, which has huge destructive power. She is not right at all.

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