Chapter 1200 (1/2)
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”let's leave this place first...”
Blue saber picked up the ice butterfly from the ground and walked out. In this state, he could only place his hope on the wind and rain to stop the king of gold, and there was the unknown real name of little Lori.
”Well, even if you leave here, I still have the will!”
The wind and rain hour does not have any expression speech way.
”Sakura, let's go...”
But -
but far Sakura broke away from far Sakura's hand and threw her out heavily. She retreated by herself and didn't know where she was.
”Cherry...”
Yuanban Lin immediately catches up, red Archer and blue saber also leave.
There are only two people left in the field, the wind and rain and the king of gold.
”You make me a little excited, but the weak are weak even if they are strong. They are always weak when they are absolutely strong!” The king of gold stands in the sky. Behind him, there are all kinds of treasures, such as swords, axes, halberds and knives. All kinds of treasures in the sky are as shocking as a beehive!
Although there is no control before yuzao, the king of gold probably knows the skill characteristics of the space ability of fengfengchen. Before transferring, he will first throw a weapon engraved with a spell, or leave a skill mark on other objects. Therefore, as long as he attacks the area that fengfengchen is about to transfer, he can judge the damage.
However, it seems that the wind and rain did not choose to avoid the appearance.
”Yes? Who is weak will soon be known! ”
The wings of the Fallen Angel behind the wind and rain are waving fiercely, and the whole space brings up a strong dark storm, which is not the darkness of elements, but the realm of darkness embodied by his heart image.
”Su Susu! ”
A handful of treasures, like the golden rain of light, fell towards the wind and rain, as if to completely annihilate him in it.
The king of gold seemed to anticipate the result, pursed his lips and lifted his eyelids slightly, as if watching the ”death” in the rain