Chapter 1392: God of the East, Welleslana, die! [Second more]

"Eight-footed Qiong Gouyu!"

Quiet and silent, approaching Welleslana, the distance between the two was

within easy reach, so the dense flashes of light were hardly missed, all

blasted on this sad reminder.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

There is no doubt about the strength of the eight-foot hook jade. All the

fierce light bullets hit Welleslarna. As a god, he is really not simple. Even

if his body is sieved, there are burn holes everywhere, and he continues to

maintain it. Consciousness, though he had a grin in his sore teeth.

"Ahhhhhhh, it's really not easy. God's body is really strong." Wu Chen smiled

gently, with a frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking closely, Welleslana's body was like a loophole, dust-free and even

suspected that as long as he poured water through a hole, water would flow

everywhere in his body ...

"The vitality is really strong enough, it is indeed God." Wu Chen's rare

praise, replaced by ordinary people, may have been run through the body by

Baqiong Qiongyu.

However, these words fell inside Welleslana's ears, but they were abnormally

harsh, the eardrums were pained by shock, and even deep red blood stains were

shed.

"You bastard..."

Wellerslana was furious, resisting the urge to spit blood, staring at the

dustlessly, his eyes were as knives as if he wanted to cut him into a stick,

and only in this way could he dispel hatred.

Wu Chen This is to show that he mocked him for beating, only the weak will be

beaten!

"It's almost the end." His eyes were cold, and Dust had no interest in

continuing to play.

The void behind him fired a golden chain, a vicious sermon lock like

Welleslana, the glowing long chain was the dusty sky that Dust had previously

used to restrain Mercator.

"This is the lock of that sky? Damn it."

Upon seeing this, Welleslana's pupils shrank, and his pace retreated

uncontrollably.

Just now when Dustless used the lock of the sky to constrain Mercator, he

could see clearly that he couldn't break free, so he also held awe of the

power of the lock of the sky.

All gods will be locked, and the greater the divinity and the strength of the

people, they will not be able to escape the nightmare created by the lock of

the sky.

"Want to run?"

Erica appeared behind Welleslana with a short stride, staring at him badly,

stunned: "Hold your hands, your future is doomed, you are not scared of being

hurt."

"You! Huh! That guy's abnormal, don't you even look at me as a witch?"

Welleslana's scarlet eyes crossed the murderous arrogance, and he was

extremely unhappy with Erica, and Dust did n’t even admit it. He had nothing

to say, after all, his strength was not as good as his opponent and his skills

were not as good as others.

But you can't be ashamed of human beings depending on who you are--God!

"Then I will kill you first!"

With a smirk, Wellerslana's startling hole was healed, and even things like

scars were not left, and the repair was completed in an instant.

"This seems to be the ability of the ram." His eyes narrowed, and Dustlessly

said suddenly. He knew quite a bit about the power of the ** of the east,

Welleslana,

"back to normal?!"

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Erika said suddenly, sweat stains were already flowing from her hands holding

the Western sword.

"Surge you first!"

With a chilly laugh, Welleslana blinked and came to Erica. His golden sword

had been taken away, and now he can only lean on his fist.

But God is God. Even if it is just a fist, the power is extremely exaggerated.

It is not difficult to seriously kill or even kill Erika.

With his fists watching when Elika was about to hit, Wellerslarna paused

suddenly and looked down, his waist wrapped in shiny chains.

"Do you think I don't exist? Roll me over!"

Gently pulling, Dustlessly pulled Welleslana over, waiting for a long time to

draw out the golden sword.

"Oh!"

Welleslana's left arm was chopped off by dustlessness, his painful face was

faint, almost twisted, and the blood flow was not even, even if it was still

deadlocked and locked.

"How is it different than imagined?"

Examining the sorrowful Welleslana, her dustless brows frowned deeply. Just at

this moment, there was a scent of incense suddenly around her, and she turned

her head to look like Erica.

"You look so scary, Erica." Looking at Erica in a foggy state, Dustless and

bewildered, just now he was fine.

"Did it mean?"

There was a flash of light on the dustless face, faintly understanding what

Erika meant, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly found it difficult to

speak.

He stretched his tongue and licked, his mouth was blocked by Erica's mouth /

lip, and then a lot of knowledge about Welleslana came to his mind.

The world in his eyes began to change, turning golden yellow, countless long

swords staying in the air, and all pointing at Welleslana.

"Asshole !!!"

Smelling the unprecedented breath of death, Welles Lana struggled, but the

lock of the sky was too abnormal, even if the waste of energy of the whole

body did not help.

"Oh!"

Dense long swords stabbed out, and Wellerslana was like a hedgehog, covered

with all kinds of magic weapons, and a generation of gods fell down!

"The next time I meet again, I will definitely kill you, and your little

lover!"

Welleslana's body gradually collapsed and disappeared, he stared fiercely at

the dust, trying to keep this hateful stinking face in his heart forever.

"Stupid, I can kill you once, I can kill you ten times and hundreds of times!"

Dustlessly snorted, turning a deaf ear to the threat of Welleslana.

At the same time, an exhaustion that penetrated into the soul came to my heart

and passed out without any notice.

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