Chapter 487： Where is the hope (3) (2/2)

The young and boring teenagers were shocked by this sudden thunder.

This day thunder... how familiar!

Almost at the same time, everyone looked up and looked at the thundercloud through the skylight on the martial arts field.

”Monsoon smoke?!” Qin Muzhen slightly wide eyes, the eyes are full of incredible.

He saw the monsoon smoke falling into the demon army, I thought she had been killed, who ever thought... she was still alive! !

Under the thundercloud, the monsoon smoked the foot of the epee, and the five-thunder squadron in the hand burned out with the evil spirits. The huge thunderclouds continued to expand under the blessing of the five-thunder, and almost in the blink of an eye. Covers every corner of the Imperial College!

”The demon, I am back!” The monsoon smoked his eyes and smashed the evil swords to attract the thunder of the big thunder!

Neydan absorbed the demon spirit of the demon bones, and the huge amount of infuriating gas made the monsoon smoke unbelievable. Nowadays, dozens of five thunders are bursting out, and the infuriating atmosphere of the monsoon smoke is still incomparable!

”Wind smoke...” Junze looked at the figure of the monsoon smoke, watching countless days of thunder falling into the army of the demon, and instantly took away the lives of countless demon people.

This reversal of desperation has made everyone unpredictable.

The monsoon smoke looked at the ray-filled performance field, and now it opened the wound that had just healed on his wrist. The large blood was drenched on the shield of the weaker light, and the whole shield of light was instantly re-ignited. The light!

The people looked at this scene incredulously, but they saw far away, the monsoon smoke in the sky, silently screaming at them.

[Stay inside, don't come out. 】

Looking at the Shield of Light to restore a strong defense, the monsoon smoke completely calmed down, she did not even eat the drug, directly with the real gas to stop the wound on the wrist.

After ensuring that other people will not be affected by the five thunders, the evil spirits in the monsoon smoke are drawn with a cold light. In the thundercloud, countless lightnings double in an instant, with the moment when the monsoon smoke tip falls, the bang To the demon army above the earth!