Chapter 459 The eleventh floor of the arena

In the universe's virtual space, eight clouds stare at their opponents.

The shabby armor was loosely wrapped around his body, and the gold hoop stick he was holding no longer contained gold light. Instead, it was covered with holes on the surface. Even the body under Monkey King's armor was covered with scorched wounds, and even monkey hair was corroded in some places.

War damage version - Monkey King.

The only thing that remains unchanged may be his rebellious eyes and arrogant contempt for everything. He is the Great Sage of Qi Tian and an unyielding fighter. He still attacks Ba Yun even in bad condition.

"Soul Ban, time is still."

Eight clouds just took a picture

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