"Ah!" Once again, I heard this familiar voice, but it was not a suitable occasion! Zhao fan sighed and raised his eyes to see that the dead breath of two black robed people had turned into a smoke, and people were also in a coma, falling from the air. As for the dead puppet mount of the two, it was already destroyed by Zhao fan's fierce field attack!

after a little hesitation, Zhao fan flies over and grabs their bodies in his hands, which makes him stupefied for a moment. It's like grabbing on a bone stick instead of a person's shoulder! At this time, two hoods covering the head,...