"if it's not the emperor who deceives you, it's the fierce horn that can't be kept."

the six magic sea's magic army is even more crazy. All kinds of magic weapons are circling in the black Valley, and the pressure of thousands of shamans before the fierce angle array is greatly increased. In front of the 18th hall, there are less than half of the black armor monks.

"boom!" A black armor friar died of his own explosion, which was smashed together with the demons killed nearby. The blood turns into a flying mist and rises to the air, like a drizzle.

"Lord, let's go..."

"Peng!"

another black armour friar...