Chapter 1003 (2/2)

This idea is like a strand, which entangles the consciousness of the ink woman.

And in that moment, Mo woman's consciousness melted like a snowman touched a flame, and spread like a cloud, wrapped her thoughts and destroyed her.

From beginning to end, the expression of the ink woman is quiet like water.

It's impossible.

Purple rhyme almost exclaimed, disordered the size.

He thinks that the means of the killer mace are like a punch on the cotton, and he also touches the silver needle in the cotton, and completely touches the star.

Mind control is bound by consciousness.

There has never been life that can change consciousness, and for the first time she sees life that can control her consciousness completely.

It's beyond her understanding.

”Why does purple rhyme not move?” Tara looked at the high battlefield, a little confused.

Pupil green some moving, congealing way: ”Purple Wei civilization highest ability [mind control].”

Tara saw the pupil green look, more curious: ”is this ability very strong?”

”Mind control] this ability, I know, only one.” Pupil blue looks at Purple emperor direction, discovers purple emperor also looks at him here, both just touch, turn to open eyes.

”The speaker won the game and the speaker won't have to play.”

”It's not that simple. The assistant beside Chen Mo is very mysterious, and it is as mysterious as a black hole. It is too early to say that she will win or lose.”

Pupil green eye looked down Chen Mo, he does not think Chen Mo so easily promised this gambling fight, is to find a step for himself.

The war in the air is getting hotter.

The fighting thorn in the hand of Mo woman, the tip flickers with the dark blue of short pulse laser, as long as a thorn, can easily penetrate the battle armor.

Battle a fight, more often, pay attention to is a fight must kill.

Purple rhyme of the mind control, every time falls on her, as sugar silk meets water, melt quickly, without any influence.

Speed up, she did not keep her hand, body disappeared in a moment, appeared behind purple rhyme.

Confirm that [mind control] is completely invalid for the ink woman, purple rhyme is in disorder, and no longer try to control the female. The battle a engine erupts, only listen to a sound explosion and disappear in the original place.

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The pressure of lion dusk is not lower than purple rhyme. Jingge's fighting style is what he sees in his life.

Just fierce with the Yin and ruthless, formal but very strange.

The other party can see through his actions, attack back hand, and always give him the most lethal threat in the most tricky way, which is the first time he has encountered such a difficult opponent.

After nearly eating the big losses at first, the lion no longer dare to relax. The silver gun is waving in his hand. For example, the God of war in the world, the gun tip pulls up the shadow of the shadow and stabs forward.

Jingge legs bow, in the sky virtual step, engine burst, body shape disappeared.

What a!

A dull noise, lion night arms such as the impact of the planet, silver gun out of hand.

Jingo appeared at the right rib with a tricky angle. When he kicked his arm, the battle armor turned, his back hand waved, his movements were full of breath, and the fighting stab was coming to his heart.

High in the air, the change makes the lion feel a deep, from the beginning, he knew Jingge is not weak. But now it is found that jingo's fighting means make him feel unbearable pressure.

Each other's movements are rigid and soft, and when fierce, such as the top of a giant beast, strange times, such as black wolf in dark night.

The other side's attack sealed his retreat to death, and it was too late to retreat. The sting was getting closer and closer, and the danger was like the planet pressing on top.

Drink!

The lion drinks in the dark, and his body is twisting.

The sting, like a sharp blade, fell into tofu, penetrating his armor and his arm.

The sharp pain makes the spirit of lion dusk strong, bear the pain, sweep in Jingge's hand, open his hand holding the sting of the fight, the right leg slightly bent, the engine burst in a moment, in the air whip legs cross, sweep under Jingge's ribs.

Jingge's body shape is flying, falling in the forest of steles of the sky star, smashing the monument, and dragging long traces underground.

Wheezi!

Lion day hard pull off his arm of the fighting sting, let the watcher scalp numb.

Can become the first master of white star civilization, lion dusk belongs to the list of the strong, but even so, or injured, he is facing a what kind of opponent?

Nano robot will be the battle armor pierced place to fill, lion night look at Jingge.

For years he had not been hurt, jingo gave him great pressure.

Jingge flew into the air and stopped steadily. The shape of battle armor changed. The shoulders, elbows, knees and back of hands raised sharp fighting thorns, and the sharp blue light dots stood in the air like ferocious humanoid monsters.

The weapons on both sides are lost, and then there is a real close-up fight.

Seeing Jingge at the moment, the face of the lion changes slightly.

He felt like he was being stared at by giant beasts.