The artillery fire flew, bursting out with nightmares, like a magic sound from hell. Under such large-scale special artillery fire attack, thousands of soldiers of the Thirteenth Armored Division were instantly harvested.

"Do you think your ridiculous sixth sense can tell my trajectory?"

Looking at the wreckage all over the ground, Ren Xiaoyao sneered, with a look of contempt in his eyes!

With his realm, how could this group of super soldiers use this to judge their future trajectory? On the contrary, he was able to make the next judgment in advance and destroy the 13th Armored Division with their hands!

And at this time.

Above the void.

Smoke filled the gunpowder!

Fires soar into the sky!

Only a figure in a white robe, carrying his hands on his back, standing in the clouds, looking down at everything below!

It's a fighter.

It's also at his feet!

Like an invincible god of war.

Looking down at the whole world!!

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