"Boy, despair!" the old man laughed.

Zhenmo also laughed and said: "Little waste, are you unhappy? Everything you do is to open the way for me, hahaha... you can't believe it?"

"A humble human boy like you..."

Long Fei was a little irritable.

because!

He heard the word 'trash'.

His eyes turned.

The power of the fifth level of Mahayana burst out, and the pressure moved.

"boom!"

Instantly infused, Zhen Mo was crushed and unable to move.

Also at this moment.

As soon as Long Fei's figure moved, he turned over and slapped him hard, "Bang!"

Zhen Mo fell to the ground.

His eyes turned white, and he said hesitantly, "You,,,you,,aren't you from,,the mad body realm? You..."

The words are not finished yet.

The body twitched a few times.

died!

One slap stopped him.
Chapter completed!