"Well, in that case, let me come back for a meeting!" Ma Yiming is drinking, the field is fully open, and another palm that makes the heaven and earth change color goes to Chu Fei's mask!

with a force of nearly 24 trillion Jin, the space is cut into black holes, just like the giant claws of fierce beasts, which grasp chufei's head.

"boom..." A huge explosion came, Chu Fei and Ma Yiming's figures were all shaken by the turbulence of space!

in the field of chufei, there is a magic formula of running for the cattle. At present, the top-level power is only less than 24 trillion Jin. Compared...