in Luoyan City, Fang Zhun holds the communication crystal card which vibrates for a while, and forcefully holds it. Although he didn't make a move, the evil spirit on his face was no less than that of the kiss of death team, which waved the magic soldiers and reaped the enemy's life. However, since Mo Ran has an order, he can't go back.

"it's time for us to walk ~" it seems that we are unwilling. Looking at the Luo Yancheng army which has become shivering and can't even lift a foot, Fang Zhun's mouth bends a disdainful arc.

"this is the famous fire weapons in tianwu? It's too vulnerable....