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Watx is like rain, Wan Yu is like an ax, and the black pressure of the black pressure is under the attack.

"Depend on!

I don't know who is depressed, followed, and the waves fall.

Boom!

The ground is like a million missiles, and it is directly blown.

Countless ground monsters, as well as this explosion, directly coming to a large fryer in the whole of the Hall.

Fire, residue, broken arm, flour all over a time.

The ground is jitter, the sky is also splitting, and the surrounding house is destroyed, it is chemical into a powder.

And the ghosts who have the core of the explosion, even if they have their own power, they have a blank ax, but the ax rain around, still driven a powerful breath and the wind is constantly blowing him. .

The darkness around him is constantly blowing, his face is also squatting.

But he did not blow it in the heart, and it was also in this time.

Because I look back, I have been bombing almost twisted hundred holes at this time.

Even, even the top of the magic city of the ghost city, but the ruins of the past.

He has seen too many super spells, of which the destruction of the world is not exhausted.

This is a normal state.

But those are just a monomer, and the strong is naturally understood.

It is what this is in Han Sanqi, this fuck is a flat game attack.

It is a truth that the group attack spell has a large coverage, but the consumption is also large, and the power is also too large because of dispersed.

But Han 3,000 this trick ... It's just that the fuck knocks on the door, and the fuck is home.

The line is a group attack, but the injury, but his mother is fierce than a lot of monomers who have seen.

What is this ghost? !

Almost at the same time, Han 3,000 and others have hundreds of meters, and the team has already stopped. When I saw this ax in the city, I didn't just stay in the face, even the beads. The seven princess in the curtain, but also completely, the whole person stood directly from the driving, half bow, incredible, hopping people.

"You ... you don't say ... Say he has already exploded the infant? So, who is that person?"

She fingers Han 3,000, muttered.

If so before, the man will find an excuse to reply. After all, he has found the excuse of the Mo's gas in the breath.

Just, at this time, he did not have energy to reply, and a pair of death is staring at Han 3,000 on the field.

He can't understand, he really can't immediately.

The juvenile teenager in front of him, He De can make such a huge movement, he can be able to fight the army of the ghosts for a long time.

He thought of a lot, could not guess the reason, because he thought about it.

His identity, what is He De? But obviously, the shock of Han Sanyan brings them only to start.

With the explosion of this head, the sword of the flying light of the small black stick is successful from another break, and the small black stick has also rebounded when they pass through the mountain.

If you have previously, Han 3,000 is still a sad hell, so now, here is a prison of hell.

Cry, shout, pain, residual limb, broken arm, even skull, with the addition of flying swords, a time like foam is flying.

At the same time, the rain of Han 3M ax has just fallen, the right hand holds the sword, the left hand is holding an ax, and suddenly, it has been cut down to the ghost.

His body is unique, fast, don't say the ghosts of the war, even if the seven princess in the appearance battle can not help but look dazzling, the foundation is not clear from the Korean three thousand which figure is empty, which is true.

But more terrible is the ghosts at this time.

Others can only feel the speed of Han Sanyan, the body of Han 3,000, but the ghosts feel that there is another thing that makes him a headache.

strength!

Even guessing the ghost 10,000 times, he will never expect the Han Sanyan, this thin and weak human beings, and the power of the power is big.

Every relief, he is like herself to resist a large mountain, and the tiger mouth of the black magist is faint.

"boom!