Lu Angna let out a sigh of relief when he saw the huge missile being thrown away. Then he sneered and said to Ye Fan and Luo Qingyu, "You despicable guys! You actually want to use this method to deal with us. You are dead!"
As soon as Lu Angna's voice fell, a few whistles suddenly came from the distance. Then five guided missiles with long tails fell toward the castle. The five guided missiles formed a pattern of a pentagram. This time, there was no black hand to hold the five guided missiles.
Hong!
The five guided missiles fell at the same time. Then, a ray of white, blazing light like the sun exploded in an instant. The intense temperature, even in the manor a few kilometers away, was still very clear.
There was no shock wave, only heat.
"It's a fusion bomb!" Ye Fan said, "It looks like even a high level Internal Breath Realm martial artist will be injured this time."