in the sky of zhuanshui, Hebei Province, a huge iron clad tiger flies through the clouds. Three people on the back of the tiger talk and laugh. They don't care about the feeling of the tiger when they are in the respected state.

"tut Tut, it's really powerful. The magic weapons of the demon tiger in the grand environment are all second-rate chaotic Tianbao. I'll get one if I have a chance. Hei hei. "

Wu xingman stood on the back of the tiger and looked at the flaming tiger with gorgeous iron armor.

Chizun, who is the incarnation of iron clad explosive tiger, can't help being annoyed. He's afraid...