C473: Can hack me, i invite you to roast suckling pig (1/2)
There was a thunderous sound in the dark storm.
Nangongxuan in the golden ball while refining the ”medicine” of Dan, while watching the outside, his face ”color” became more ugly.
That thunderstorm is so powerful, how can it be resisted by the body?
The little dumplings covered their eyes and shouted strangely: ”It's finished. There aren't even slags left. How can we be resurrected?”
Thunder cloud gradually formed a huge tornado, and the sparkling thunder arc in the center was amazing.
Don't say monks are resistance, even if they see this thunderstorm, their legs will tremble.
The monks were going against the sky. The thunder in this world is what they are most afraid of.
Among the thunderstorms, there seemed to be a figure full of thunder arcs, looking at Ye Fan coldly.
Ye Fan is also looking directly at this thunder!
”Come! Aren't you going to chop me? If you can chop Lao Tzu today, Lao Tzu invites you to eat roasted” milk ”pigs!” He growled in the sky.
With a big wave of Lei Ying's big hand, Tian Lei was surging, and he said loudly: ”Dust, I also want to fight with Tiandi Avenue, it is beyond my control!”
”I and this world will blast you into a roasted” milk ”pig today!”
Banging ~
A thunderbolt descended from the sky and went straight to Ye Fan's head.
Ye Fan didn't hesitate, reached out and grabbed the sky, a layer of blue mask appeared.
This protective cover is composed of the power of the stars. Unless the strength of the dragon and the dragon is nine, it will not be broken at all.
Boom ~
A tremendous force came to the table, pushing Ye Fan down dozens of feet directly.
The thunder column slammed on the protective cover and scattered immediately. That power is far more powerful than Yulong Jiuzhong.
The Lei Ying snorted, reaching out to catch a few thick thunder arcs and smashing down.
Om ~ the whole thunder column expands suddenly, and it is quite big.
Nangong Xuan and a little squirrel were staring at the moment, with shocked expressions.
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