However, before she could do anything, she heard a voice behind her,""Yu 'er, let me do it."
Jun Wutian raised his hand, and a thick purple spirit aura shot out.
With a loud boom, the black thundercloud was directly swept over the soldiers outside the city wall.
Then, the black thundercloud exploded in the middle of Rong Heng's Army.
Boom, boom, many people were killed by the explosion.
At the same time, what caused the soldiers to be flustered was the fact that there was a purple spirit on the high wall.
'Purple spirit! It's actually the purple spirit!'
On the horse, Rong Heng's expression turned ugly. Didn't his son investigate it very clearly? There were no powerful experts in the capital.
But he had never thought that a purple spirit would actually exist here. A purple spirit was a huge problem.
Rong Heng's expression changed as he quickly looked at the old man beside him.
