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| | Five-element star formula (4th Jan 23 at 5:32am UTC) | | Li Ziming's hand movements did not stop, and the magician waved his staff again. A khaki light fell on the ground. The ground wriggled, and spikes with cold light suddenly emerged from the ground. Xiaodao! Li Ziming looked disdainful and muttered softly in his mouth, but his eyes were as cold as ice. The left foot was a little heavy on the ground, and suddenly it rose into the air. However, it was not as good as the previous seven steps in the air, but as if there was a force of ten thousand Jun on his feet, less than three meters in the air. The ground trembled, and with his feet as the center, a majestic force spread all around. Cracks spread out from under Li Ziming's feet, and the thorns shining with cold light were all broken like scraps of paper, flying up. Some of the black monks who were close to him were also thrown out by the strength of Li Ziming's feet. …… Fire dragon. The strength of the fourth-order magician is really terrible. He recites the incantation very quickly and waves his staff in his right hand. The space twists for a while, a five-meter-long red western dragon image of the fire dragon condensed in the air, without the control of the magician,Flush Retrofit Kit, it roared towards Li Ziming. Hum With a cold hum in his nose, Li Ziming simply put his sword on the ground, his hands paddling fast in the air, and a few mysterious lines flashed away. Roar. A roar of a tiger exploded in the air like running thunder. The two-meter-high colorful tiger stood majestically in the void. If Li Ziming hadn't seen it congealed from the air, he would have thought it was a real tiger. His sharp eyes and powerful momentum were really the king of the forest and the king of beasts. The tiger summoned by Li Ziming had his own mind and did not need his control. A pair of huge tiger eyes stared at the roaring dragon and rushed up. Drink A black-clad repairman who had fallen to the ground and should have died suddenly burst out, holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing Li Ziming in the back. If the shining tip of the sword hit Li Ziming,push button toilet flush valve, he would surely die, because it had been quenched with poisonous fire. As if unaware, Li Ziming continued to pinch out the knot with his hands to fight against the magician. Near, the sword gas on the short sword of the black-clad repairman had pierced Li Ziming's blood-stained clothes. There were still less than ten black-clad repairmen left, and the dying fire king outside all stared at the boss for fear of missing any details. Puff! The sound of the sharp weapon entering the flesh came out, but it was not Li Ziming who was stabbed by the sharp weapon, but the black-clad repairman who had made a sneak attack. The bright tip of the sword was exposed from the back of the black-clad man, and his eyes were flashing with unwillingness and disbelief. No one would believe that a long sword lying on the ground would suddenly kill people, and no one would control it. It seemed that it had gone beyond their cognitive range and was not enough for them to understand. Chapter 210 of the main text, the emperor of the sword. Updated: January 4, Stainless Steel Toilet China ,Stainless Steel Hand wash Basin, 2011 3:22:01 Words in this Chapter: 2817 "A sword with a sense of autonomy!" The magician who was fighting with Li Ziming held the staff in his hand and trembled slightly. He almost failed to perform the "explosive inflammation" and murmured bitterly at the corners of his mouth. Go kill it, old man. The long sword retreated from the practitioner with his eyes wide open, and all the blood shot onto Li Ziming's back. The long sword rubbed intimately on Li Ziming's face, like a sound of a sword like a child. Li Ziming's indifferent face finally showed a smile, patted the back of the sword and said softly. Jittery. As if hearing Li Ziming's command, the sword made a pleasant trembling sound and turned into a streamer in the air to kill the stunned black-clad repairman over there. This is the first time since the birth of the God of killing in the absence of Li Ziming's control of the independent combat, as mentioned above, the God of killing is a sword of the emperor, has its own consciousness, as long as Li Ziming's strength improves, the God's own strength will automatically improve. Now the killing God is equivalent to a four-level intermediate cultivator, which is not very powerful in the remaining group of men in black, but the group of men in black is definitely no match for the killing sword. The long sword is very fast, like a streamer, killing people like invisible. The group of cultivators have already been frightened by all kinds of weirdness, and there will be courage to resist. Inflammation! All the white fireballs the size of a washbasin hit Li Ziming, and the blazing temperature had already exploded in the building space. There was a slight tremor in the heart of the world, and the golden curtain of light burst out again. The magician's hand trembled with his staff, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Is this a man? Is the True Qi endless? You've opened your little world twice, and you can open it a third time? Look at the way he doesn't care. Maybe he can open it a few times. The temperature of the white fireball was so high that it hit Li Ziming from the air like a meteor. Bang, bang, bang. It was a dull sound like a beating drum. It is impolite to come but not to go! Li Ziming pinched his hands, and a tiger appeared in the air again and rushed up again. The magician's hand trembled. He was not a fire dragon who could disappear with the tiger. With a wave of his staff, a huge earth shield came out of the earth, like a steel shield blocking the way of the tiger. On another battlefield, there was almost one-sided killing, with ten headless bodies lying in a pool of blood, with a strong and disgusting smell of blood. This war starts with the sword of killing God. Wrong, the sword. From the beginning of the war, the sorcerer has been defeated as soon as he can, and all he has done is a desperate struggle. Li Ziming might have been captured alive if he had been replaced by the handle of the former Fire Spirit, after all, the other side had a fifth-rank junior magician. Had it not been for Li Ziming, a pervert with unlimited golden True Qi,stainless steel shower tray, the fifth-order magician would have played the role of an executioner on the battlefield. The fireball, the earth shield and the tiger disappeared together. The surrounding ground was blown up in a mess, and holes of different depths were all around the two men. Hum! The sword trembled and went straight to the sorcerer. cnkexin.com | |
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