Zhang Yuanjun stopped talking nonsense and gave a grim smile. The palm is slowly raised horizontally, facing Yuan Ye from afar, and the energy in the palm is stretching and expanding, just like the energy gun about to spit out.

feel the more powerful momentum from Zhang Yuanjun's body, Yuan Ye's palm is also slowly showing a golden energy polymer, which immediately sinks.

"get together!"

the cheers fell, the array turned sharply, and the boundless array power also gathered beyond the palm of one's own hand. The simple palm was associated with the momentum of terror, which also rose sharply at this moment. In a moment, the desire is to...