"pity."

As soon as the topic changed, Leng Zitian heard the words of turning around from his mouth. Unfortunately, the time was wrong, the opponent was wrong, the time was wrong...

Baili Wushuang undoubtedly heard Leng Zitian's disdainful words. He still didn't open his eyes, but the beautiful corners of his mouth trembled unexpectedly and seemed a little scary.

Influenced by Baili Wushuang, the more rapid and fierce the attack of the thorns became. The aperture surrounding Leng Zitian soon appeared countless transparent holes, large or small. With the constant attack, each hole spreads rapidly and becomes larger, and the aperture also becomes smaller...

Finally, the aperture surrounding Leng Zitian was about to disappear, and in the end only the light could be seen.

"The next thing is the sweetness of the banquet."

"It's finally over."

Two nice voices sounded at the same time, one was cold and the other was calm but they were extremely magnetic, full of infection but full of danger

Ye Yimu was stunned, unable to speak. She raised her head slightly and stared at it without turning around, staring at the battle between the powerful people from the territory.

Hearing the words of the two, Ye Yimu was inexplicably worried, for Leng Zitian and Baili Wushuang.

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This scene, this dialogue, is inexplicably familiar... but I don't know why it started and where it came from...

At this time, Ye Yimu couldn't speak, his eyes fixed in his sockets, helplessness and hesitation, regret and helplessness...

The scene returned to the mid-air of the two fighting. Leng Zitian looked gently in the direction of Ye Yimu and came to his senses. He raised his arms, opened his palms, and a light flashed in his eyes. A dazzling light spread from the palms of his hands...

When the light of the palms converges into two spherical solid apertures, Leng Zitian's palms slowly move closer, the apertures move closer and collide. Then gather to form a more dazzling and more dazzling aperture, and a black protrudes somewhere in the aperture.

Unlike before, this aperture is very dazzling, looks very powerful, natural, and looks proud of everything. You will feel heartbroken and cold at first glance...

Baili Wushuang is the same. He raised his hands, bent his palms into a spiral, and a green light passed through his eyes. Then he closed his eyes slightly and began to manipulate all the objects that could be manipulated in this garden at will...

In an instant, the warm flowers became cold, the rich grass became sharp, the clear river became black, and countless hidden thorns emerged from the ground...

Flowers, grass, trees, trees, flowing water, rocks, thorns... Many creatures gather in one place, connected into strips, wrapped into lines, and exposed their sharpness

All sentient beings in the small garden are controlled by Baili Wushuang. They are "clamoring" and are full of, large in scale, sharp and powerful, and are ready to...

What Baili Wushuang said is indeed true. The previous small fight was just an appetizer, because the scene at this time was completely magnificent, and it was completely incomparable to the previous ones...

The two in the air looked at each other, one was empty and the other was deserted. There were no extra provocative words, and they both understood each other at first glance.

Both of them used their own strength and mental power, as if they wanted to maximize the power in their bodies.

Suddenly, the two of them waved their palms at the same time. The aperture controlled by Leng Zitian and the creatures controlled by Baili Wushuang flew out like a flying attack. When they attacked face to face, they could not see the figures clearly on both sides. They could only see two sharp rays of light as sharp as sharp...

One second, one second and half...

Only in a moment, in the next second, two rays of light will collide

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"don't want…"
Chapter completed!