Chapter 2812 (2/2)

And then, in the eyes of everyone who was shocked and thrilled

Purple Book Day crazy exclaimed

”Ah, ah, ah!”

”Ah, ah, ah!”

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-200000-300000

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No one has paid attention to the damage value, because at this time, zishutian has heard the sound of his fracture The pain and click of his arm almost made him despair

In the face of the water blue goddess's weapon Changling, Su Mu must pull constantly!

But in the face of the evolution of the divine grip, a few seconds to reach hundreds of thousands of power attributes, who can resist?

The most terrifying thing is that Su Mu's strength is increased by a little because Su Mu's ”gentle” pulling, which leads to the sudden inclination of the tree trunk tied to the other end

It's a tree trunk with a height of 100 meters and a diameter of at least one meter. How could such a big tree be pulled and tilted?

Who can not be thrilled? Who can not be shocked?!

Even if you have seen more strange and shocking scenes of misty rain from the war, your eyes widened at this time. No one has seen this kind of scene, and no one can think of it.

Originally, Su Mu's team of killing the purple family was enough to shock people, but now this situation is simply chilling

”Ah

Bang!!

Blood mist rising!

Zishutian's body is split into two in an instant!

No one would have thought why zishutian's body was dismembered rather than his arm was torn off. No one would have thought of the skill exerted by the goddess of water blue, which directly strengthened zishutian's arm in the position of blue long silk. So, would you like to break his arm? Dream!

Bang! Bang!

The body fell into the mire and turned into white light of death. Two pieces of equipment and several bottles of potions fell in the air. There was no sound in the whole scene except the rustling sound of the inclined uncle returning to normal.

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Su Mu jumped several times, and then directly.

”In this world, how many thousands of people want to move my goddess? But who knows that there are more than a trillion ghosts in my hands? ” Su Mu drinks in a low voice.