"Powerful." Xuanyuanche stands beside Liuyue and looks at the rampage in the forest. He is pale and smashes his lips.
I heard that Ryukyu said slightly that the black ball is powerful, but I never thought it would be so powerful. Heaven, what are these things.
"Ouch..." The roar of rage broke through the air and reverberated in the night for a long time.
With the roar, there was more explosion.
The black smoke goes straight up to the blue cloud, the trees are flying in disorder, and the hot breath comes face-to-face, with a strong smell of sulfur and saltpetre.
The corners of his mouth cramped. Ouyang Yufei stood beside the moon and looked at the fire. He was less and less vigorous. His face was blue.
Is this the little black ball he's been touching all day? This is the black ball that looks like a dog can only be half dead?
God, what did he do today.
With his hands together, Ouyang Yufei looks at the king of fire in the forest. Amitabha, God bless you. It's nothing to do with him. It's not that he stepped on it first, calculated the location and foothold. He's innocent.
"I can't kill you. I can't kill you." Ryukyu holds his chest in both hands and looks at the king of fire who is almost unable to make a sound after being bombed. His face is full of pride.
It's expensive to belittle her.
The power of the explosion is increasing.
When the gloating eyes saw the forest that was bombed, xuanyuanche couldn't laugh a little, and there was a little cold on his back. This black ball, sky What the hell is this?
With one side of Ouyang Yufei look at each other, both a little surprised.
The sound of explosion and shooting came out from afar. Through the sky, hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the border of Southern Song Dynasty heard it clearly.
"Where are the fireworks?"
"I don't know. The direction should be the sky."
"Fireworks now? That's how confident they are? "