On the top of the arsenal building, Han Ze's noise was not salty.

The entire building was closed by managers. At this time, Han Ze was protected by inexplicable power.

Therefore, Moro can only judge the direction of Han Ze from the trajectory of the martial arts flying, but it cannot really determine the position of Han Ze.

Nima!

At this time, Moro was so angry that he had a urge to scold his mother. Even if he practiced for thousands of years, his mind was unusual, and he was so angry at this time.

"It's that person's voice!"

The owner of the palace was heard, his eyes were cold, and it seemed to the arsenal where Han Ze was.

"Adults, villains are willing to catch this bureaucrat for adults!"

The main words of the palace palace fell, the body rose slowly, and then the feet stepped on the air.

Bang!

However, the hidden repairs palace owner also flew into the air as soon as he flew into the air.

However, this time Han Ze did not use God's martial arts, because he felt that this kind of thing was used to deal with the hidden palace owner, which was a waste.

Han Ze's shot will not kill the opponent directly, but it makes the opponent extremely uncomfortable.

On the main forehead of the palace, there is also a translucent hole in front and back, and the blood flows out.

"Gong Lord!"

Several people were worried about the Hidden Palace, stepped out, and came back again.

Xiuwei reached the point of them, the perception is extremely keen, and the evil things can be perceived in advance.

Now here, they can't feel any danger.

But they all know that in secret, Han Ze was paying attention to himself. If he dared to step into the middle of the boundary, it was likely that one would end the same two.

The hidden repair palace owner fell in a pool of blood, and the blood cave on his forehead was translucent.

After a short time, he sat up slowly.

Mo Luo stared at him with a pair of eyes, his eyes were cold, but he was inexplicable with a feeling of sympathy.

"Adults, the subordinates are incompetent!"

Mo Luo didn't say anything, his eyes glanced deeply at the top of the arsenal building, and then looked at the altar.

Above the altar, Willand was wearing a four -dimensional mech and was walking towards the dense fog.

Those who were slightly jealous and murder looked at the top of the arsenal building again, and then Mo Lou moved to the altar.

In fact, Han Ze didn't care about Moro who fell on the ground.

At this time, Han Ze's attention was placed on the altar.

Han Ze must get things on the altar.

However, Han Ze must not let it open. Whether it is the coming of the Rands or the people of the Lingxing Realm, it will be a big disaster for the current earth.

In the depths of the altar, the dense fog gradually spread out, exposing a dark foot.

At the same time, in the dense fog, Chixia flowed out, and it was sad.

The gun in Han Ze's hands, at this time, was aimed at Welland.
Chapter completed!