When Wang Ruojun left a fierce sentence and left, the five figures rushed up and surrounded Wang Ruojun in the middle, staring coldly at Xiaochen and indifference, snorting coldly, protecting Wang Ruojun and flashing to the corner of the mausoleum to let him breathe.

Xiaochen looked still expressionless, his face was cold, and he said indifferently from thousands of miles away: "Let's go, Zhang Tairan can't hold it anymore." ”

looked indifferently into the air, only to see that Zhang Tairan, who was holding a cloud of spiritual mist, was retreating, and the monk Lingyuan who was protecting him was disordered, and there were traces of defeat, and the spiritual mist in Zhang Tairan's hand would change hands in less than a cup of tea.

And he himself will be pounced on by the other monks......

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