The long clothes were swaying in the wind, just like the domineering and ostentatious tiger patterns on the back came alive in the wind.

‘Oh’, a cheering sound came from the black-robed men’s team, and the excitement was uncontrollable.

Yahan was a little confused. Is it serious to fight in white? With his insight, he didn't understand the meaning of this uniform at all.

He was just a little angry, and he had to face the bloody battle next time. He missed the time before, the wine, beauty, and the warm room.

So, he just slowly took off his gloves, coughed lightly, waved his hand, and said lightly: "War."

With a "boom", the cannons in front squirted out flames without mercy, and huge shells shot out from the muzzle, rushing wildly towards the densest places where the black-robed men gathered.

At this time, three white uniforms, the man with long flax hair standing in the middle, and a pair of brown eyes that were hard to see at first sight, as deep as the starry sky, moved.

His hand just gently stroked the white uniform. The uniform magically turned into a dark color like the night. The long hem of the clothes turned into a tactical belt. It clasped tightly on his waist with a "bang". The black tiger on his back emitted a metallic luster, instantly turned into countless metal pieces, flying up, and quickly gathered together in a piece of metallic luster, forming shoulder armor, arm guards, breastplate, leg guards, and a tiger-head-shaped helmet. It was worn on the man with a "brush".

What a nostalgic scene!

A Bing's eyes showed the emotions he had only understood, and then he watched the man suddenly raise his hands, his long flax-colored hair flew wildly without wind, and his black battle robe bulged like a strong wind.

"Binding!" The man only shouted one word from his mouth, and the most magical scene happened.

The shells flying in the air were all still, just like a pair of invisible hands firmly grasping them.

"Haha, the seven-character mantra - bondage, is really nostalgic." On the right, who is also wearing a white uniform is a dark-skinned woman with a charming figure, curly hair, and slender legs full of infinite charm while walking.

Her hands also gently stroked her white uniform, and the same scene happened again. The uniform instantly turned black, and the tiger dark patterns on her back turned into a silver tiger helmet.

Her pace became faster and faster. In the next moment, she turned into a silver lightning bolt. When she saw her figure clearly, she had already appeared in the team of the elite guards.

With a "huh", a huge tornado suddenly appeared behind the woman. Her hand drew an arc in the air in an understatement. The tornado followed this arc and swept past the elite guard team. In an instant, hundreds of soldiers were swept into the air.

Yahan's face changed. Looking at the silver tiger helmet, he seemed to remember something. He suddenly shouted: "Purple Moon Warrior obeys the order and attacks all."

"Hu", with this order, twenty purple moon warriors jumped up at the same time and took a step forward at the same time, like a purple lightning that suddenly cut through the black sky.

The man on the left, who was wearing a white uniform, with black hair and black eyes like Tang Ling, seemed a little vicissitudes and laziness, moved.

He didn't even transform his uniform, and still allowed the uniform to retain its luxurious form.

He just took out a wine pot, with a sigh in his eyes, unscrewed the lid, took a sip of wine, and watched twenty purple moon warriors rush into the team of the black-robed men.

The man suddenly stood up straight and shouted at the twenty purple moon warriors.

‘Buzz buzz’, Tang Ling couldn’t hear anything this man yelling. He just felt that the moment he spoke, his ears were buzzing, and he fell into a dizzy feeling.

But the target of the attack was not Tang Ling at all. He felt that way. These Ziyue warriors who faced the roar of this black-haired man were interrupted in an instant. Everyone covered their ears with almost no control and collided with each other.

The man didn't even look at the Ziyue warriors, but just unscrewed the wine pot and took another sip of the wine, looking like he was out of the matter.

What level of battle is this? When did these Purple Moon Warriors become so weak?

Is the first one a leaper? Use mental power to control objects?

The second is the Feng talented person who has reached the advanced level?

The third talent he masters is the "sound" of both sides and sides?

Tang Ling rushed towards the Tower of Tongtian under the escort of A Bing and a very strong man holding a heavy hammer in his hand.

"Turn." Behind him, the man with long flax hair spoke again.

The bullets that were bound by him suddenly turned in a direction and roared towards the elite guards.

The next second, bursts of explosions came, and screams were endless.

"Hu", the tornado burst at this time, and hundreds of elite warriors who were swept into the wind landed on the ground, but this was not the end. These bursting winds turned into huge wind blades, slashing down from the elite guards one by one...

Woo woo..." The drinking man hummed a seemingly ancient tune at this time, making people feel like seeing a sad poet wandering in a bloody battlefield.

The Ziyue Warrior who had just woken up from the roar had an undepressed feeling of sadness and decadence in his heart. They didn't want to fight anymore, they had no fighting spirit or fighting spirit.

On the contrary, the men in black robe on the other side all blushed, as if they had infinite courage to be injected, and infinite power was instilled. They were filled with excitement of fearlessness. They held their weapons high: "Kill!"

It was just like this that three people who put the man in a black robe at an absolute disadvantage instantly turned the situation around.

They showed combat power beyond Tang Ling's cognition. Who can compete with them in this No. 17 safe zone? It should be the only city lord Wolf?

After all, space ability is a daunting ability.

But no matter what kind of ability or combat power, Tang Ling is fearless! As long as he does not die, he will continue to move towards the peak, and he must stand at the peak.

Because, he wants to break this era! Break...! This seed of wish finally sprouted and broke through the ground, turning into a seedling that was deeply rooted in his heart!

In the shadow of swords and swords, in the rain of bullets, Tang Ling ran quickly towards the Tower of Tongtian, and the passion in his heart had been completely ignited.

There must be a stage here that belongs to him.
Chapter completed!