Thunderbolt II

With 100,000 lower-grade spirit crystals, Mu Yun felt that the price he set was a bit too low.

"Set a few hundred thousand, one million is right!"

While walking on the road, Mu Yun muttered to himself: "No, the current Black Flame Thunderbolt is relatively powerful against the god-passing warriors, and it can almost be killed, but if the Nirvana warriors are guarded, it will be very difficult. ."

"Improve, I have to improve after I go back, and see what happens!"

After making up his mind, Mu Yun took Geng Xinyu and others back to the Yun League, plunged into the refining room, and got up day and night.

At the same time, the entire Zhongzhou Continent was completely uproarious.

On Tianxie Island, Mo Ke's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he couldn't say a word when he watched the dozen or so demon generals sitting down.

"Moge is dead? His army of fifty thousand demons was destroyed?" As if he didn't believe the news, Mo Ke shouted again.

"Yes!"