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Kazak is flying at a high speed in the raging wind. He feels that his blood, cells and muscles are beating wildly. Almost at that moment, he feels that he has evolved three levels less. He feels that those surging forces are circulating inch by inch in his body. They are desperate to rush out from their sensitive nerves. They roar angrily and push Kazak’s whole body.
Kazik has never felt so wonderful for a moment, and his wings will no longer feel the wind resistance. They cut all the oncoming wind wantonly, and he feels that he has broken through the wind speed. At this moment, it is the wind, and it is everything.
It keeps crossing the roaring winds, it melts into the wind, and it surges with the wind. When it is approaching soon.
At that moment, it couldn’t hear the wind and snow breathing, and a snowflake stopped in front of it, slowly like an ant, and everything stopped in front of it, and the whole world was slowed down by hundreds of times.
Its eyes, which have evolved to the extreme, can clearly see that the kobold, who is five yards away from himself, is slowly raising his hand, and those dark hairs that have fallen 30 degrees by the wind pressure.
Now it takes one breath, not half a breath, no, no, no, no, a quarter. From time to time, you are sharp, perfect and full of all the beauty, and the sickle claw can tear the dog’s face that is still dead and quiet.
That damn guy doesn’t feel any pain, even blood can’t come out, can he?
So that you can drink the freshest blood. Ha ha ha ha ha. Thought of this, the great Mr. Kazik couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
At that moment when the spit just reached the throat, Kazik’s whole body came out ferocious.
At that moment, the sharp sickle tore and drew an almost substantial white arc. The rapid speed pulled out a long string of stab wounds, and the sonic boom in the depths of the soul burst into the sky nearly five yards around the snow without warning.
One quarter of a breath.
Scarlet is in the bone. The sickle is a little yard away from Thurss’ dog face. The violent impact has split Thurss fragile neck. Thick fur is broken, dark hair is floating in the water, and blood is still gathering around his neck.
Thurss seems to be completely unresponsive. There is still a moment of ridicule and contempt in his eyes. His arm is still in the air, and those dead gray lights are just a little bit in the emerald staff.
If it takes even a little while for those dark hairs to drift away for another inch, then Thurs will be beheaded.
The man who claim to be closest to God will die here completely.
But without that little bit, it was the emerald staff that changed everything with a little bit of dead gray light.
That little bit of dead gray light surpassed the wind, the sound and everything in an instant, and suddenly filled every inch of red mantis’s skin.
At that moment, Kazik felt that every cell was completely necrotic, its sickle was no longer powerful, its blood was no longer boiling, and it watched the prey that it was about to kill, but it fell down its claws that tore everything.
What do you mean by having the heart? That’s probably it.
A moment ago, it was fierce and swift, like a meteor. At this moment, Mr. Mantis fell heavily in front of Thurss like a fly that knocked down the magic crystal.
The wind went on, and the snow fell because of the sonic boom. Everything returned to normal. If it wasn’t for Kazik, he was still struggling. His mouth cursed unwillingly, and the blood was frozen in the middle of Thurs’ neck. Those who were flying in the middle, dark and broken hair, then everything seemed to have never happened.
Thurss didn’t care about the little wound on his neck at all. He laid his eyes on the ground with his hands flat on the emerald staff. The poor little insect who was still dying sang "Life is a part of reincarnation and your part is over" just like watching those top summoners who fell to the ground on a snowy night 17 years ago.
He sang seriously and sacredly, as if he were making some great sacrifice. His voice was grand and mysterious, and it was loud and majestic even in the raging cold wind.
He sang for three times in a row before he put down his staff. His left hand held out his right hand with one hand, and his five fingers were hanging over Kazkefang. He closed his eyes and sang again, "Your body will slowly dissipate and become eternal like sand in the desert."
As he sang again, a dark red light came out from the palm of his right hand and rushed down his five fingers to poor Mr. Mantis lying on the ground.
When that dark red light appeared, there was a great roar in the whole world, which was solemnly like the arrival of gods all over the sky at the same time
Still cursing and struggling crazily, Kazik closed his mouth, and he could clearly perceive the danger. His whole body desperately wanted to climb out, but that dead gray energy was too strong. It kept wandering in Kazik’s body, eroding the power that Kazik had just generated so that it could hardly move a node.
When the dark red energy rushed into Kazik’s body, the roar of the sky suddenly increased by 10 thousand times in his mind, as if all the gods were angry at him for killing all creatures in the years, and the resonance between heaven and earth shook his whole soul to pieces
Kazik twitched consciously, and his last thought was that his judgment day had arrived.
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And in the snowy night, when the gods judged, there was a vast mountain flat 3 thousand yards away.
No one noticed that the snow was slightly loose in the dim magic lamp in the thousand accounts.
Slightly like the wind blowing slightly a piece of snow tonight.
The night is not over yet.
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Second watch
And no matter if there is a woman in this world who finally loves your mother, Happy Mother’s Day.
The second one on page 219
"That’s the help you invited?" Calcas has seen Chen Senran’s so-called strength is equivalent to Ai Xi’s helper. He has seen it quite clearly. He has seen its sharp, ferocious sickle, scarlet limbs, and even it is still trembling. He can see the fine lines of its thin wings clearly.
Well, although everyone should have a secret, everyone should have a card, but this card, but Jeancard Sass was really caught off guard
His brain, which may have been rotten, has never lost it. It deserves to be more powerful. It immediately replayed the images that were raging in Chen Senran’s eyes, and then linked the images with the scarlet mantis that was dying in front of him at a faster speed.