C689 There Are Actually Three Saint Artifacts

"Hiss!"

Facing such an indiscriminate and omnidirectional attack, Wu Ya sucked in a breath of cold air, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

At this moment, he clearly understood that if he didn't go all out, he would really die here.

"I'll give it my all!"

Wu Ya gritted his teeth. Eighteen small black shields emerged from Moo Rann's body. After circling around him