"Boom!"

On the fifth floor, the slaughterhouse in Yihuofu is emitting endless power, constantly bombing the air around it, forming an unbearable wave, roaring toward me.

I put the sun-fire heavenly way into full play to resist the devouring of this wave. Those who chased me all dared not go forward, only the Shuichuang was completely unafraid of the industrial fire and the slaughterhouse, and even the waves would intentionally avoid him, as if they were very afraid of him.

It's not right. It's totally wrong!

I ran frantically ahead, and what happened today was totally beyond my expectations.

Why can't there be a trade and slaughterhouse, and why can...