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And the situation has become extremely chaotic. When it appeared, it even fiddled with the death knell.
When the demons are gluttonous in the abyss, their grief and indignation have been materialized into poverty and pain have become a reality. This unique raven is like a statue of killing a god.
Lonely figure …
Sharp and decisive …
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Unswervingly kill the heart! ! !
Raise your hand high in the sword, and then split the blade by the thunder without hurting your roots at all.
Here, those who still pin their hopes on the chosen one, the Snow Maiden clan and the French king clan have found a way to fight against the punishment of heaven, but before they digest everything they see, the armored robots and beasts all over the sky have already killed their eyes.
Sharp fangs run through everyone’s ribs like this, and then the other person goes to find a new target before he dies
This repetition is like a machine that will never stop.
As for it, it is more decisive and clean to kill the raven on the platform.
It’s so neat that you can’t even see the figure behind you, and you can already see a large area of salvage value and broken arm. It’s like a huge leaf of Pu-ye flying wildly like this. The king is proud of the wolf riding on the top of his head.
Hands up and knives down …
Head to the ground! ! !
This world, this period of history, its name has been engraved in the constant trickle.
The real secret of NINEONE Jijingu Palace is that all raven kings are the masters of Wanjingu Wei Xin, and they continue to silently guard the gatekeeper of Wanjingu Palace. Its name is”!
However, the real destruction of Man Wang’s confidence is not the real destruction of Man Wang’s confidence from the root, but the group of people who are dark like mountains, or more precisely, are constantly struggling with the reality of vanity.
When thousands of Wanjiwei broke through the fog, when the tentacles behind those Wanjiwei started an offensive against the wolf, and when more and more tentacles grew from those Wanjiwei bodies, young barbarian king suddenly felt that his enemy was no longer a king clan, and his World War I man was no longer an old friend.
The abyss …
At last, the dense fog dissipated completely, and by the time the sun shone on the earth again, everything here had long since lost its former appearance.
At this time, the barren Shan Ye has already been covered with the bones of soldiers of all ethnic groups, and the blood flowing from the body has dyed this ancient land red. A rich and bloody atmosphere has dyed the whole day with a foul smell.
I never dared to think that one day my eyes would be opened by the blood breath …
I never dared to think that one day my teeth would be frightened by what is in front of me and tremble constantly …
I never dared to think that one day my limbs would be shocked by the sight in front of me.
Never dare to think that one day the brain will be afraid to think in fear …
Try not to dare to think that one day this doomsday scene will come so quietly …
Floating bones everywhere …
Ruined …
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Locked by a sword, throat king …
"I heard that … you are the king? ? ？”
Looking at the foot, barbarian king held up the sword in his hand without thinking, and it pierced barbarian king’s chest with a sword.
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Out of control …
But if you really want to find a certain affix to form the cruel war of that year, then only the word out of control is worthy of this reasoning.
When the abyss whispers and ears keep echoing, when the doomsday scene keeps popping up in my heart, when I hold a butcher knife high and wave my hands wildly, I don’t know that this will break the earth and make it more rugged.
When the sharp blade directly pierced the heart of the king …
When scarlet blood is directly shed an elegant red …
When the deep red mark is this instant covered with faces …
When the order should be observed, the raven is the first to taste it, which comes from the killing pleasure …
Everything will get out of control! ! !
There is no morality, no rules, no spare time, crazy killing, and madness nourished by blood.
For me, the raven king, who is in charge of nearly 10 million guards for Lao Zhang, eventually sank and lost control and sex after killing again and again.
The huge tentacles directly broke through the carapace, just like the mottled loess fell off bit by bit and were finally exposed to the world. Only the tissue like flesh and blood kept surging, crawling and evolving, and more new tentacles were derived.
In the end, if you change like this, the whole body will be like a giant spider sweeping back and forth in the battlefield, leaving no survivors in the blood fog.
In the body, this constant war is gradually crazy and gradually makes itself a punishment for the evil shadow of the world.
Even its language has chan its flavor.
It’s no longer an ancient language preset in front of the Wanji Shrine, and it’s no longer a squeaky mechanical sound …
"(Abyss) MaashiHLawana RZala! ! ! (The door of disaster spread! ! ! ）”