Vol 3 Chapter 961: destination (1/2)

Magic Wu entered the ruins of the demon, and the real opportunity really began.

Looking at the densely populated Mozu creature in front, Mo Wu sneered: ”The real danger has begun.”

There is more in his hand, it is a small black bowl, about the size of the palm.

The magic poured into the small bowl, and the small bowl immediately flew into the air and began to zoom in.

Then another figure appeared.

These are the Mozu, and the atmosphere is strong, the lowest is the eight-star Holy Spirit, and it is also the kind of soul power is very close.

They are all well trained.

These are the true reliance of the magical martial arts. Those that were previously recruited are nothing but cannon fodder.

\”How have you not returned yet?\”

After the magic Wu looked at him, the four people handled things, and should not be so slow.

\”No matter, let's kill it and say it again.\”

Obviously he is not willing to waste his time for four people.

Three of the nine stars have fallen, leaving the last Western calendar.

The three people of the Sim Xi Yan are still alive, but they are not happy, because Zi Yan’s words are very clear, and no one can live in the end.

The purple cockroach took away the bodies of the three nine-star holy spirits and smiled lightly: ”You see, I am the one who laughs to the end.”

The Western calendar has long had no previous arrogance, and his eyes are full of horror at this moment.

The reason why he is still alive is not because of how strong he is, but because he left his hand before Zi.

It is intentional.

Zi Yan looked at the four people in the field and said: \”How many of you died first?”

The sorrowful and horrified beggar said: ”The grown-up is forgiving, I am wrong, I am willing to take all the things out of my body and contribute to the adults.”

Zi Yan said faintly: ”Kill you, things are mine. Say, who will die first?”

The magic Xi ​​Yan will still sue again.

Zi Yan said: \”I will tell you a secret, in fact, I am not a Mozu, I am a spiritual, I came to the Mozu, just to destroy this plan!”

At this moment, the devil is completely desperate, and he no longer swears.

Knowing this biggest secret, he believes that he can't live.

Since he can't live, he will be calmly killed. He pointed to the Western calendar and said: ”Can you unload this guy?”

Western calendar anger: \”You are looking for death!\”

The magic west sneered coldly: ”It's all **** for you, deceiving us to join in. It turns out that we want to die. How about we unloading you?”

He looked at the other two and said: ”What do you think?”

The two immediately nodded and agreed.

\”The minority obeys the majority.\”

The purple scorpion came out with a knife, and the last time the Western calendar lost an arm. The second knife used to be two arms, followed by two legs.

The magic Xi ​​Yan three people smiled, the mood at the moment is very happy.

This is also someone who avenged himself.

The Western calendar began to curse, and the purple scorpion made a few more knives, not much more, just eight.

The soul of the Western calendar was destroyed and died.

The sables retracted the incomplete corpses, which were able to concise the power of the Mozu. The most important thing was that they had the harvest of all the people before.