War God's Revenge

Hoo Hoo

Many people have begun to have difficulty breathing.

It's a stronger martial artist. There's little change.

Powerful warrior, take a breath and can endure for a long time.

But it's just holding your breath for a long time.

It's far from the point where you don't have to breathe!

Over time, when other people absorb all the oxygen, they will still be affected when they breathe!

"Beiyang, this old thing, counts everything in!"

White prison has a gloomy tone.

When Beiyang said that the oxygen here can only be used for 15 minutes, most martial artists have naturally controlled their breathing and come in to reduce the frequency of inhalation and exhalation.

But look at the time. It's about 15 minutes past.

In other words, Beiyang included their controlled breathing rate!

"You can't go on like this. There are too many people!"

Suddenly, the figure wrapped all over said such a sentence.

The whole hole.

All martial artists add up to hundreds!

How much oxygen does everyone need to breathe?

"What are you talking about?" A young man who was close immediately shouted.

Hoo!

But just as his voice fell.

A cold wind blew by.

Then I heard a "pop" sound. The young man who had just shouted fell straight to the ground.

After lying on the ground, his eyes opened angrily and his seven orifices bled.

I'm out of breath!

However, I couldn't see any scars all over my body. Even just under the gaze of countless eyes, I didn't see who the murderer was!

And this young man is a seven section ancient warrior!

Now Dead!

"Xiao Yun!"

An old man shouted loudly and hurried to the dead young man's body.

Trembling hands.

After checking, he directly pointed to the tightly wrapped figure and sternly asked, "yes, did you move your hand?! it must be you. Return my grandson's life!"

Say that, directly shot!

Hoo!