"Fire Roar!"
"Snake entanglement attack!"
"Turning the Ice Wheel! Purple Lightning Strike!"
The three of them were fighting in the circle, and this was undoubtedly the most exciting part of the entire pavilion. Under the double attack of fiery power and real power, Ye Qingyang still seemed to be able to do a job with ease, and the guns in his hand sprayed towards the periphery of the battle circle without interruption as if he didn't want money.
The eight people headed by Bai Xusheng have been fighting The pretentious defense there, their purpose is to make the hot and powerful people in the battle circle exhausted.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!