Puff! Puff!
Xue Batian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a dense line of blood appeared on his body. The three of them fell into the sea.
Vaguely, the light dissipated, and only a figure could be seen floating on Wang Batian's body.
"Humanoid martial soul!"
After landing in the sea, a few words appeared in his mind.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The three of them fell into the sea.
In the air, Wang Che retracted the Magnetic Sword, his expression unchanged.
On the side, the little caterpillar used the Great Wind soul skill to float behind it. Bear Treasure also floated in the little caterpillar's Great Wind.
The two little guys' eyes were filled with stars.
(*ω*)
ʕ*ᴥ*ʔ
Ah!
It's too powerful!
'My Contract Soul Master is too strong!'
'That one strike is so cool!'
The Magnetic Sword felt extremely honored.
