It’s another blow to bombard the imaginary and feel the strange fluctuation in it, and it’s a joy to pull the earth.

He knew that he seemed to have found a way to break this law.
Giggle, bang, bang!
A burst of brawny strength and sharp claws burst out of the body.
Hey!
Strike hard at the imaginary fluctuation
Beep, beep, beep
A burst of beans rang, but I saw that the white fog was violently distorted and slowly dispersed, and the Meishan color passed away-that was the green hills and Bashan mountains outside.
La Tu was ecstatic to know that he would soon break through the array.
Roar-
A roar sharp claws offered again.
But this time, the claw mans just left the body and watched the fog split behind them.
Hey!
A flash of black mountain generally beheaded toward pulling soil.
At this time, the timing of the attack is wonderful, which coincides with the fact that the root of the soil-pulling attack has just been issued, and it is inevitable.
Pulling the soil can consciously raise the claw to block, but the arm has just been raised and I feel the cold and murder coming from my face. In my heart, I feel that when the andao is not good, I will immediately teleport and display it.
Poof!
The black awn almost instantly chopped off his arm with zero stagnation, and then moved on to cut a virtual shadow in a roll.
The ghosting slowly dissipates, but it is pulling the soil and teleporting to avoid leaving a broken arm.
Hey!
Blood slave is also a teleport flash.
Whoosh
As soon as he flashed, a sharp claw shadow was drawn from the thick fog.
Pull soil eyes bloodshot teleport to avoid the first time to the blood slave launched a counterattack, but it is falling.
Hey!
Pulling the soil without stopping is also teleporting and hiding.
……
"Hum! Still want to hide? Do you really regard this big array as a decoration? "
Buffon, a cold hum, definitely vomited a word in Neko’s hand.
"beam!"
Hum-
Feel a rhythm fluctuation, pull the soil and shape a lag.
Just then that black mountain has followed up again.
Ah-
Screaming and wailing, pulling the soil to stare big eyes and watching your body being torn in half.
Hey! Hey!
Fall heavily to the ground
Hey!
The figure flashed out of the blood slave’s eyes, and a long black knife wrapped in thick Yin qi flashed in his hand.
Soul knife!
The powerful quasi-fairy weapon is quite a magic weapon and a soul knife!
Zombie Zhang Yang has a fairy fu Cang sword, a solo ring and a multi-demon banner in his hand, so he gives the soul knife to the blood slave.
Now the blood slave strength has also reached the state of Mao Jiang dzogchen, and after adding this magic weapon, it has become a big force for Zhang Yang.
A thick fog rolled and Buffon also came out and looked at the folded soul knife in the hands of blood slaves with envy.
"gee! Really sharp! Compared with the FuCang sword in the Lord’s adult’s hand, it’s not much difference. "Buffon’s saliva is almost out."
"This magic weapon is also given by the master, but the power of Fucang Sword is beyond your imagination." Blood slave said a few words coldly, apparently without discussing this mood with Bufeng. "Besides him, there is another half-step flying stiff and trapped. You will slay all its enemies here, and you must get rid of the other half-step flying stiff, so you can’t let him trouble the master."
Blood slave said the figure a flash disappear.