"Wheezing" The sound of breaking the sky can be heard constantly, and a road of God clouds rushed to the broken stone mountain, like a meteor shower in the flight. Just now, the Ju Bao pan surprised a Hong, although far away, but just shook the endless glory, the nearby psychic weapons all attracted over. "Nature, nature! Fat monk smiled from ear to ear, threw down Ye Fan, very flexible and rushed to the sky, facing the light rain. At the same moment, all the monks in this direction rushed forward to meet the rain of light condensed by the psychic weapons. "Ah..." However, this is not a feast, the speed of flying psychic weapons, fierce, on the spot will be more than a dozen people through, a rush, leaving only a blood and a dozen bodies. The fat priest screamed again and again, and

