After Transformation, Mine and Her Wild Fantasy

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The space of the gods has the slightest influence, and even more terrifying is that if there is no chaotic gas in the surrounding area, it still absorbs the energy in the body of Cannava, in an attempt to fuse the strength of Tulsa.

This made Cannawa immediately return to its original state, he relieved, took a set of clothes from the storage ring and began to wear it.

"This is really a bad thing."

"Sorry, I am going to chase the demon, causing things to become like this." Tyre blamed himself, but Cannawa smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Tyre, please don't say that, the killing is obviously planned. I am afraid, even if the husband does not catch up, he will find a way to catch us together."

"Is there a plan..."

"Well... Maybe the gentleman couldn't feel it. In fact, he has been using some wonderful frequency since the time he saw us, trying to motivate the power of Tulsa in my body."

"Then why the enchanter is attracted to him, and you are safe and sound." Tyre was a bit strange, but Canawa shook his head with a smile

"Maybe, what do I have to be different."

"Oh, you have always been different from the beginning." Tyre also laughed, then placed the Tianhui apostle at the waist.

"If that's the case, then try to see how much this trick can be destroyed."

Tyre looked dignified, and he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Subsequently, an ethereal environment was bào from the body, accompanied by the pattern of the palm of the hand, waving a long sword and smashing out.

God tooth

Blooming.

嗡~

The killing face flying in the wasteland suddenly changed, and he vomited blood with a low cough.

"..."

Then, it turned into a smile

"interesting……"

However, the killings were not angry because of this. Instead, they were in a good mood. They did not care about Tyre and Cannava in the gods and continued to fly to their destination. . . . .

The 182nd King of the Elves

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work..." Tyre took the Tianhui apostle back and looked at the space that was slowly unrested, but slowly recovered.

"It’s just that we are so troubled, and the killing has not responded..."

"To be honest, I am skeptical about the degree of guarding in the Nepali area. Mr. Alex also said that it is a copper wall, but it makes people come and go." Cannava inevitably complains, but Kyre shrugged

"There is no way, the strength of killing is far more than ordinary half-god, and most of the main force in the district has to clean up the ancient thousand, I am afraid it is really impossible to take it."

"At this time, if the entire Nepalese suddenly became chaotic, wouldn't it be impossible for anyone to hold it?"

"I am afraid that when the gods will be shot in person, they sometimes don't see it, but they don't care. For the killing of this kind of thing, they haven't angered the whole Niperi. I don't want to be personally shot. ""

"This is why killing and dare to walk so much in the center of the region?"

The words of Cannawa made Tyre helplessly waved his hand. In the end, it is not such a thing, and it is not a matter of self-determination. And this killing is very different, not only can control their own enemies, but also exude the tower in the body. The breath of Ersas, when he first met for the first time, did not immediately take them down, but seemed to expect someone to block outside, so they let them go.

The final result is still unchanged...

The two were speechless for a while, and it was more than an hour. Tyre and Cannava only saw the sky. If they really want to say it, they still can't see the sun. After all, it is a dark cave.

Standing in front of the killing, he shook his hands and shook his body, then said that he did not lift his head.

"Does the two come from the East Gods?"

Now Tyre and Cannava should be counted as prisoners. In the hands of the killings, the two of them have almost no power to fight back. The so-called chronographer is Junjie, and Tyre is not so obsessive, so he calmly answers.

"Yes, how about that?"

"Oh, no, I just didn't expect that the last hand I used to stay now is just right. It should be said that it is a coincidence, or a causal cycle..." Killing and laughing, he shook his head and then pointed to the depths of the cave.

"Follow me, you should see my deity."

"The deity..." Tyre and Cannava looked confused, but they also heard that things were worse than they thought.

Seeing the other side's head did not go forward, and Tyre knew that he was not able to escape in the hands of the demigod, so he strode to the depths, and Kanawa followed closely, and his look was dignified.

The deeper the depth, the more trembled in the hands of Tyre, the excitement, or the feeling of fear, made Tyre feel confused. He looked at Cannava, and his face was not very beautiful.

"Mr. Tyre, I am afraid there is something very bad here."

"Then let's escape!"

"But this can't escape."

"Then you talk about nonsense, you still have to face it."

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