The irritable old monkey

White brow hovered in mid-air with a layer of yellow light surrounding him. He stood unmoving in the face of the pillar of fire.

"How is that possible?"

fire seven was in disbelief. his fire spells had always been successful, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even break the opponent's defense today.

white brow's body was like a meteorite, and he punched out the moment he landed.

a fist the size of a millstone smashed into flame seven like a cannonball, who was in the center of the fox formation.

at this moment, fire seven felt as if the air in front of him had been sucked out, and the powerful pressure almost suffocated him.

It wanted to escape, but it felt as if its four limbs were fixed in place, unable to move at all.

Fire seven was shocked. He hurriedly circulated his vital Qi to protect his body and shouted,"monkey king rao qianqian bang!"