An army of destruction

"Little kid, you are not enough to kill me!"

On the other side, there was a trace of joking on Mu Yun's face, and the soul altar under his feet was completely exposed.

On both sides of the soul altar, purple and green flames were spinning straightly, faster and faster.

"This is... Heavenly Fire!" Seeing Mu Yun's seat in the Soul Altar, Zhan You suddenly shouted: "Five Emperors, go, go, go back and report to Lord Moge.

"Go? Today, you are destined to destroy your entire army. Don't even want to leave."

Mu Yun snorted, stepped directly out, and punched out.

That punch, with a scorching black flame, pierced the air and forced directly in front of Zhan Yin.

His soul altar is made of purple lotus demon fire and myriad tribulations ghost fire. The soul altar is not only his strongest defense, but also his most powerful attack power.

Mu Yun's expression was solemn, and the phantom of that punch became solid, and the black flame blasted out directly.

boom...