around their own companions' waists, pulling them back into formation.Tang Wulin's third soul ring, the purple one, finally lit up for the first time. 。Since his cultivation level reached level thir..."First-class combat readiness" 。Repetition, first-level combat readiness 。"Lock on target, await command!"

The whirring of the soul conductor echoed across the northern lands.

On a sea surface covered with vast swathes of ice, long-range cannons from three major fleets all aimed at the distant horizon. 。Quietly waiting. 。Everyone is waiting for the arrival of this important moment. 。This might also be a moment of life and death for mankind!

Dong Zi'an was at the forefront of the Western Army Corps defense line. His crimson werewolf mecha was so conspicuous.

Let every Western soldier be able to see clearly bald in the first place 。"The young man with long hair glared at him, "Hello, look at your face. After shaving your beard, you look like a peeled egg." 。"You have the makings of a gigolo!" "What are...