C1681 Gone with the Wind
"Break for me!"
"Die!" The Fifth Devil Immortal let out a furious shout. His black wheel suppressed everything as it began to shatter the azure rings of light.
However, Zhang Han's speed of producing the cyan halo was also very fast.
Level 1, 2, 3 …
Almost every second.
"He wants to trap us!"
"Break the barrier together!"
Elder Zhao and the other two forces added together
