Vol 2 Chapter 3954: Meeting

Adyu said: "According to my observation, it should not be deliberately aimed at that race, probably a foggy creature, as long as there are enough hard containers to restrain this race."

"But it seems that it can only be locked up, not killed, or where the limits of this life are."

Nothing is not going to die, it depends on how much strength it bears.

Ann and nodded, "Yes, I am afraid I need a hurricane to restrain this smoke-like creature."

A group of people stood on the shoulders of the mountains and watched the race in the canyon be slaughtered.

Mountain: ...

You are rolling down my shoulders.

Sang Liang took out a pocket watch from her pocket and looked at it. "It’s almost dead inside, huh..."

"The newly born race, it is necessary to go to a meeting to see what characteristics this race has." Uncle said, he went to the canyon.

Others did not stop, but stood on the shoulders of the mountains and looked at the direction of the mouth of the canyon. Sang Liang said: "Big head, look at the past."

The mountain shook his head, "Don't go."

As soon as he shook his head, he let Ning Shudong in the ear hole fall.

Ning Shu climbed out of the ear hole and sneered at the well-dressed Sang Liang. "When you are paralyzed, who are you commanding? These two people are your men. We saved your subordinates and didn't see you say thank you."

"Now these two people are my captives. I have to redeem them to get things to change. The pointed ears next to you have taken out their own things, and you take them."

Ning Shu originally did not want to care about these things. After all, it was her willingness to save the ink, but seeing Sang Liang reasonably commanding the mountains, the temper was suddenly coming up.

The sharp ears shrugged and said to Sang Liang: "It is true. They took the fruit from me."

Sang Liang looked indifferently at Ning Shu and asked the mountain: "Is this the cub of your race?"

Mountain: "Yes, it is my cub, that is, my young heart is good, otherwise the two men will die properly."

"How did she not pile stones on her body?" asked Sang Liang with an eyebrow.

Ning Shu snorted, "Turn off your ass, take things for change."

Ann and his own hair said: "Girls should not be so rude."

Ning Shu looked at her squinting. "Take you in again."

Sang Liang said to Anhe: "Well, save your life, give it a reward."

Anhe was a bit stunned and looked at Sang Liang. "I am also good at organizing here. I have sacrificed so many subordinates and asked me to give something?"

Sang Liang: "Go back to have subsidies."

Ann and pouted, took a stone from his body. "This thing is for you. Since it is a **** stone family, you need a hard stone."

Ning Shu: "A piece of broken stone wants to buy your own life, what spring and autumn dreams."

The mountain said: "Nectar, I like this stone."

Ning Shu, a pair of alms, looks at the orchid and refers to taking the stone from An and his hand. "Since he likes it, he is forced to be strong. Your life is really worth nothing, hehe..."

Mo Ming turned things from the meson space. Ning Shu looked at Mo Ming and said, "You don't have to, you look better than him. You are not a prisoner."

Mo Ming put a hand on the food, quite a bit crying and said: "Thank you for the cold mushroom."

Anhe: ...

Feeling that I have been discriminated against?

Really sincere, I didn’t get a good face when I gave something.

Some people are destined for life. This kind of thing is really hard to come by.

"Booming", there was a loud noise on the other side of the canyon. Everyone looked at it and saw a huge foggy creature, holding a huge sickle, and was confronting the uncle.

Ann and his eyebrows, "This race can still fit."

Since it is smoky, it is sure to be able to blend together, and the merging of life is even more chilling.

The combat mode of this race is really too flexible. The special physique and special combat mode, I am afraid that there is not much chance of winning in the void.

This race has risen in an unstoppable way.

Not for a certain race, but for most races.

The people present are all rubbish.

Ning Shu feels that their race, like the pear fruit, was directly harvested when he did not lose his sense of reason.

The speed is very fast, who will wait until you run away, this race is about a blow.

In this case, the Shenshi family, who is famous for its defensive power, is not well targeted.

If she is a member of this race, no one will target the big stone family.

Is defensive power king?

The huge sickle was cut down to the uncle, and the uncle avoided the sickle and drawn a black sword to the black mist.

Jianmang penetrated the body of the black fog, but the black mist squirmed and the body was intact and merged together.

Uncle too has repeatedly sent out a lot of swordsmanship, and the swordsman’s slap in the black fog is useless, and the black fog rejoined.

However, the speed of condensation is somewhat slower than before.

There is no facial features in the black fog. There is only one human figure, and there is no sound from beginning to end. This time, a hoarse voice is heard.

This voice is extremely unknown, it is a powerful curse of power, "Give death."

Among the huge sickles, there are countless black lines that are pierced by the uncle, overwhelming, as if to form a silkworm cocoon, shrouded the uncle

Uncle squinted his eyes, black stripes spread from his neck, spread the entire face, and the radiance of gold-rimmed glasses flashed away.

He swung the black sword at a very high speed, and the swordsman from the black sword smashed the black line.

The black sword in his hand swelled rapidly and became a giant sword. He lifted it up high and fell quickly, cutting it against the black fog.

The black mist disappeared instantly, and instantly appeared behind the uncle. The giant sword immediately turned around and stabbed in the dark fog. The speed was so fast that the spirit could not be captured.

At the end of the battle, everyone saw only the giant sword penetrating the black fog, breaking up the black fog, and the black fog had to re-aggregate.

However, the speed of cohesion is somewhat slow. The newly born race is weak, and even has not fully grasped its own strength and acted by instinct.

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