Chapter 64 (2/2)
”It needs to work with the three of us.”
”Big brother, listen to what he says?”
”Take him and ask again!”
Ivy is also very helpless, in the attack, his weaving speed dropped to one-third of the original, unable to catch up.
The core structure of the dark abyss is collapsing, and the soul infusion is too much and unbalanced in a short time. Soon
Don't you say bad guys die of talking too much?
In such a shocking scene, both of them have no desire to communicate with others?
Give it a try.
”You don't care about your own life, but you should also take care of your brother's life. Your brother is strong and has a better chance of surviving...”
They looked at each other.
Xia Liangan pours down the funeral wolf.
The funeral wolf rushed forward. Since the magic is too weak, we'll adopt the battle mode of Master Li.
A few breaths, Ivy left and right, is still embarrassed combination close to the body.A Wolverine claw, three lightning suddenly printed on the body, the clothes of the law stars flashing, intact.
However, the conspiracy stone hammer in Xia Liangan's hands, with the fire of hell, smashed it on his head
Boom!
A huge hole It appeared in the middle of the sky, surrounded by a dark stillness.
Space is shaking, and the world is raging.
In the moment before the explosion
Ivy put the semi-finished hat on his head and pulled it hard.
A Cosplay by a bank robber is coming out.
Funeral wolf and Xia Liangan suddenly felt that the black hole was like the barrel of magic crystal cannon, and at the moment, they were the cannon fodder that was fired out.
It can't even keep the form intact.
As early as the beginning, Ivy thought that maybe we could use the energy of the soul to twist the dark abyss away from the direction and observe it with his super strong spiritual perception, and finally make the two merge.
This is the only way out.
In particular, he realized the rule of weaving clothes, so he decided to bet.
As for whether you can escape from life, then, but do good, don't ask about the future.
How can life be perfect?
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Li Jianxiang, with a gloomy face, sat silent in his chair for two hours.
The people around him looked like a corpse farewell, with their heads lowered and their faces calm and motionless.
How long will the mood of going to the grave last?
Until someone broke the silence.
”Lord Jianxiang, Lord Minghuo, please.” Be careful with the waiter.
Tower of Babel, 419 floor, small conference room.
Fire and Catherine are here.
Two hours ago, Li Jianxiang got bad news.
Three hours ago, the fire had known everything, to be exact, to predict.
At the moment, Catherine was counting something with her matchless divination.
”Hell fire, do you want me?”
”Jianxiang is here...”
Li Jianxiang hates the mysterious appearance of the dark fire. A person who likes to pretend will not like another one, especially when he can't.
”Tell me what you want.” Li Jianxiang is sitting in the middle. He is in a bad mood and is too lazy to talk nonsense.
”Is the old king of rogue still there? I want to ask him something
”I've been executed, but I don't know who's next?” Can it be yourself? Li Jianxiang laughed at himself.