in the moment when he held the seven-yuan magic knife in his right hand, he felt a sense of stress in his body!,Lan Wuzhi no longer took a hand at Wu Mo, but looked at Fang Yu's position, with the coldest murderous intention in his eyes!,when the eyes of tens of thousands of monks were focused on the center of the explosion, a purple light flew out of the thick smoke at a very fast speed!。