Chen Zhao shot an electric ball from his right arm, and the ball fell into the middle of the skeleton soldiers by the lake.

Dozens of skeleton soldiers were shattered, but more skeleton soldiers landed.

"A last question, surrender, or die."

"Come on a striptease."

"kill!"

Titicaca

Countless waves of bones rushed to the altar from all directions.

There are so many skeletons.

Chen Zhao was not stingy with the light ball.

He will kill as much as he comes in this direction.

Every launch brings great pleasure.

But after firing more than a dozen shots, Chen Zhao found that he was a little silenced.
Chapter completed!