Chapter 1387 Narrow Road Meet

"In the tenth war, only six people were left to participate, but who would they meet?"

In the space of the battlefield, Tang Huanxin read the telegram.

The celestial spirit of this "Qiankun battlefield" is not only very rich, but also very soft and easy to absorb and refine. By taking advantage of the time he had just rested, the amount of talent he had spent in World War I had fully recovered. It kept him at his peak in every battle.

"Huh!"

A moment later, the void moved slightly, and a figure suddenly flashed. His eyebrows were clear and his body was long. He...