"Oh my god...the support is so useful!"
Seeing the fire's attack power obviously increasing, Ma Hongjun's eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted that it was great. With fire lines coming out of his mouth, he smiled and chased after the two men and swept across again.
"Netherworld Thrust!"
With the blessing of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, only a residual shadow of Zhu Zhuqing remained, silent and without any energy released.
Like a ghost, it appeared behind a soul master whose martial spirit was an ox, and went straight for his vital point with one claw.
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