The Return of the Saint

In front, the endless darkness is shining.

Many fighters hovering in the sky are ready to move.

Various ammunitions that are covered from the air come from the air.

Small charge bullets, with missiles with smoke tails, phot collapsed shells.

All of this has formed a fire-facing curtain, blocking all the forward direction.

At this moment, Wu Wei felt his own small and weak, even if so many people behind, it still could not bring any sense of security.

In front of the fire curtain, like a natural torrent, laughing at Wu Hao's weakness.

Yes, no one will say, but can be beautiful, how many people can do?

The fire is too powerful, directly rushed through, inevitably be an ending that is close to the whole army.

Wu Hao just said so filled with confidence, but that does not mean that Wu Haozhen's chest has become bamboo.

It is not for it, give up, it is an inevitable failure; fighting, there is a hope.

In order to get the life of the line, there must be a person standing because people need a hope.

Wu Hao stood up, but can she be responsible for the trust of others, bring everyone a victory rather than destruction?

Wu Wei didn't know, Wu Wei can only hopes to pin the wonderful state of her before.

Be said to be a state of "nothing" mode.

Gently blink, all the feelings in Wu Hao in the eyes are eliminated.

Only, Wu Hao was only a little calm.

There is no emotion in not thinking.

Such as water is generally, such as water, as you want.

The fire network in front is getting closer.

Wu Hao is still the same, and many Mu Ling people have begun to be timid, but watching the firm back in front of him without hesitation.

I don't consciously think that this person will have a way.

This person is worth relying.

Biting the teeth, still keeping the scalp continue to keep up.

But next moment, Wu Hao suddenly swearing in the top, fierce, flying directly.

This will make everyone else to defend, but I didn't think that this person will leave them, escaped alone.

A vulnerable pain is also raised in the future, and the net of the death of fire and light is already in front of it.

No one has stopped, and no one can make Wu Hao's instantaneous flying.

The wind is one of the people who fly before the wood, this moment, the strong fire stabted his eyes, the wind closed his eyes, left the tears of remorse.

It was betrayed by the primary collar of the soil of the soil trusted, and now I was deceived from the unknown girl who came from.

Did you died in me?

After a few seconds, the impact wave in the expected is not arrived, and the wind is surprised to open his eyes.

I saw a transparent water barrier to stop all flying ammunition.

A huge typhoon wraps all the woods, this typhoon, connected to the dark clouds of the sky, stir the downstream of the earth.

The strong wind, the giant family, tank, and the trees of the millennium, all the rolled out of the sky, after the rotation, and then flew out.

It is discolored in the world.

The center of the typhoon is just a girl who has just "escaped", she stayed at all the top of all Mulu.

The arms are open, and it is slowly rotating.

She is the wind eye of this typhoon, the core of this typhoon.

To manipulate the power of the water, roll up a strong typhoon, blow all the flying ammunition, and destroy all the enemies dare to block.

Within the eyes, everything is very calm, and all the Mulu people have a cheer together after the reaction comes.

Savior, hero!

How to boast it is too modesty; how to cheer is not grand enough.

This gives people hope to bring the enemy to the god of Wushen.

I don't know who shouted first: "Female Wushen!"

The gradually all of them started to shout.

"Female Wushen! Female Wushen! Female Wushen! ...."

Whenever a tank is flying out, whenever there is a lot of giant, because the escape is not assed, it is dragged towards the sky.

Everyone will shout "female martial arts!", Which seems to strengthen their goddess's power.

Outside the typhoon, the rock leader looks gloomy looks at the typhoon of the world in front of the world.

Is it going to stop the calculation of the millennium?

The strong wind blows his hair, with the dark violation of the eyes, it looks like the Devil.

Suddenly, the leaders of the earth were bright, because he saw the girl who was slowly rotating.

Turner: "Direction, do not hesitate to die, all people are concentrated, attacking the girl in the eyes."

After the language, the nearly ten light balls around him immediately scattered, and the command of the gear stone leader was passed.

After a while, I was shot with a typhoon, slowly changed the direction, and the girl was concentrated towards the girl in the eyes.

A missile, completely unable to break the outer defense of the typhoon, easily pulled to one side or detonated in the periphery.

But when the ten hundred missiles are aimed at the fire, the situation is different.

The quality caused by the amount is enough to shake such a strong typhoon.

The large number of planes among the sky, also risked by the typhoon, and desperately rotated to the typhoon poured ammunition.