C1815 Postscript 018 Spell Development Team

Postscript 018 Spell Development Team

Zhao Loong swallowed his saliva, he was a little speechless.

My god, what kind of talent is that? To be able to learn it with a single look?

Lee Fann blew on the golden ball in his hand. Puff! In the blink of an eye, three flame arrows were shot out. With a dang dang, three holes were pierced through the ceiling!

Zhao Loong was even more speechless