C1478 Death Skill Hell Mist

Hum!

The sound of the air shaking suddenly rang out.

Feeling the violent force that was once again gathered in the hands of the vaccine, the drill drill warrior bit the bamboo stick tightly in his mouth.

"Sir Blow Snow, it seems that we are not in the time to talk."

"However, I am glad that I was able to hear Sir Blow Snow's ambitious words just now