"Go to hell." Li Yuxiao's eyes were shining with yellow light, and his huge hand tightly held the long gun, which hit the enemy heavily. Each gun's power distorts space to the point of crack. His own strength is very strong. Coupled with superior weapons, his strength is indeed very strong.

"ha ha, two, let's see who kills him first." Cui Ying, dressed in silver, laughed loudly.

although Li Yuxiao is powerful, the other three are not weak. Cui Ying and Lai Hong explain that the top of the Zun is not much weaker than Li Yuxiao. The last middle-aged white robe is also the strength of the venerable.

"hum!"...