But suddenly I felt a violent and violent mental force hit the wind.

"My grass!"

The forty-eight elders screamed in their hearts.

He quickly retracted his mental power to defend.

However, it is useless.

Wen Zilong's mental power was so powerful that it was far beyond his imagination.

His mental power was almost defeated by Wen Zilong in an instant.

He can only use his mental power to keep his true heart tight.

However, it still has no use.

When he looked at Wen Zilong, a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

I thought that this city could be destroyed easily.

Unexpectedly, this deformed barbarian dragon turned out to be the fourth-level mental power.

It seems a bit troublesome.

Wen Zilong smiled coldly and said:

"Who said just now that I wanted to slaughter my city and destroy my country?"

Those disciples of Chaotian Sect are not afraid.

"I!"

"I!"

"And me!"
Chapter completed!