Chapter 962 You are the master, I am the servant!

At that time, Tang Huan had no time to continue to use the skill of soul attack to attack. In the electro-optical spark room, the nine-color streamer had hit his eyebrows.

"Little bastard, you think you will attack your soul, Lao Tzu will!"

Seeing this picture, "Ghost Nine Spiritual Birds" laughed wildly and the flowers trembled. "As early as countless years ago, Lao Tzu would have! Compared with Lao Tzu, your soul attack means are not even suitable for shoes! Now, Lao Tzu wants to see how you can jump. Ah?

Before the last word came out, it was replaced...