"Boom!"

A flash of fire swept through the cave.

Numerous golden martyrs, burned by the industry fire, gradually reveal their own figure, can be seen with the naked eye.

The dense amount, like a beehive, looks horrible and numb.

But for Tang Yu, there is an unspeakable sense of refreshment, as if to vent the general, the hands of the industry fire spilled out, there is no use for any industry fire tactics, but a simple industry fire attack, these victims of the Golden Man shrouded up, they have no resistance.

"It's so cool!"

Lotus, lotus, lotus and bamboo also follow Tang Yu excitedly, waving small fists, flushing all over...