Above the clear sky, a light suddenly appeared, a dazzling light.

The light was so strong that it even overshadowed the scorching sun on the horizon.

The floating clouds dispersed in an instant, and the flocks of birds turned into ashes with a bang.

The light fell on the earth, like a monstrous red gold training, and the waterfall swooped down, mighty and mighty, like a wave.

The old man looked up at the sky sluggishly, and his expression was extremely strange and complicated.

Disbelief, horror, hesitation, arrogance, all kinds of ugly images before death appeared on his face.

"It's ...... Magical ......"

Such a terrifying aura, with the seniority and experience of the old man of the boxer, naturally faintly smelled the pole

Chapter 134 of "Killing the Top of the Green Clouds" The Sick Tiger is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,

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