Seeing that his acceleration was only a little faster than Wu Ying's, Yuan Ye suddenly urged his mind and the gun trembled violently at night.

"ha ha! Boy, wait for me! " Wu Ying laughs wildly and throws out the soul bag in her hand.

"Peng!"

suddenly, the soul bag was smashed. At the same time, all the souls in the soul bag were out of control. They rushed directly to Yuan Ye, or, to be exact, to Jing Ye gun.

"what!" Wu Ying was so shocked and angry that he had no time to think about what happened to the soul bag. Suddenly, a metallic tremor called "page" resounded...