Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The man in black was slightly surprised, but he did not dare to reveal a little.

In the carriage, Gong Zhengyu's face became paler and paler. The blood from his palm dribbled from his wrist on the carriage. He sat quietly in the carriage and slowly said, "Know it."

With the response of Gong Zhengyu, the giant soldiers standing behind the stars in the star-studded building suddenly moved forward. As each step, the earth under the feet of people was shocked!

The movement of the giant gods made the killing of the people in the starry building more intense, and the faces of the people in the temple were pale as paper.

Of course...

The monsoon smoke has spurred Bai Ze to take a step forward.

"The Lord of the Seasons is careful! The Giants are immune to all the magic." Duanmu Hongru could not help but squeeze the cold sweat for the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke turned his head and looked at the worried Duanmu Hongru gently smiled. "Reassured, I don't need magic to hit it."

Duanmu Hongru’s slight glimpse is a bitter smile. Even if it is a weapon, it will not hurt such a huge giant soldier.

However, the monsoon smoke has turned his head and looked up at the old and old giant soldier. The body of this giant soldier does not feel any aura, nor does it have the slightest magical fluctuations. Instead, there is a very The strange power, that power seems to replace the energy core of the giant gods, providing a constant force for the giant soldiers, so that it will eventually be activated.

The monsoon smoke was a little uncomfortable with the breath of the giant god, and the kind of distorted and full of darkness made her instinctively resentful.

The giant soldier has already reached the front of the monsoon smoke. Its tall figure is like a mountain that cannot be crossed in front of the monsoon smoke. The white and monsoon smoke is in front of it, and the small is like the ants on the ground.

Gong Zhengyu looked at everything in front of him, his brows were light and wrinkled, his **** hands were trembled faintly, his five fingers stiffened and he wanted to tighten, but he finally gave up. He suddenly bowed his head and stopped looking at the confrontation with the giant soldiers. Monsoon smoke.

"Do you want it..." The hoarse voice came from the mouth of Gong Zhengyu.

With the order of Gong Zhengyu, the giant gods in front of the monsoon smoke raised a thick arm, like a hill-like hand raised high, instantly clenched into a fist, facing the opposite monsoon smoke Knocked down!

"The Lord of the Seasons is careful!!" Duanmu Hongru’s heart suddenly mentioned the eyes of the blind man and made a nervous snoring.

however……

Just as the giant soldier's fist swayed, the monsoon smoke did not move on the back of Bai Ze's back, and the delicate little face was faintly visible with a light smile.

A huge black shadow, rushing out from the back of the battlefield, almost in an instant, directly hit the giant soldier who is ready to attack the monsoon smoke, a huge palm of the hand and the wind will swing out, will The punch of the giant gods was firmly held in the hands.

Behemoth appeared behind the monsoon smoke, like a patron saint defending all injuries. It was a mighty and mighty giant soldier. It stood firmly behind the monsoon smoke and picked up the monsoon smoke. The fatal blow of the giant soldier of the Star Tower!

The smile of the monsoon's lips and lips was deepened at this moment. She leisurely squinted her head and looked at the group of black-eyed people who were staring at the star-street building. The sound of laughter blurted out.

"Giant soldiers? Sorry, you have, I have."