Chapter 935: The opportunity has come [sixth more]

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Time is like a white horse crossing the gap, inadvertently, it is half a year.

Compared to normal humans, half a year may be very long, but death has almost

no concept of time, and their life span is dozens of times or even more than

humans.

On the spacious open space, two sharp roars came. Looking intently, the two

dark shadows were dust-free and scorching flowers.

At first, the strange energy of psychic pressure was still very vague, but

later, with the gradual explanation of Hua Zhihua, he also understood why.

As long as the heart is still beating, and there is still a breath, there will

be a birth of overflowing spiritual pressure. In fact, it is like Chakra. The

understanding is even simpler than Chakra, and there is no need for the so-

called seal.

"Thirty-three wild fires fall!"

After the spirit pressure in the body was brewing for a while, the endless

explosive inflammation came out, and the original figure who blasted forward

to the shadows and launched the thirty-third ghost road was dustless!

As it is the reason for the ten tails, almost all the data in Dust Free are

the best in existence, and the soul that is not good at it is no exception.

Therefore, at the moment when the pressure is induced, you have the same

spirit as the captain. Pressure, even worse than it was.

Now, another half year has passed, and Dust-free has been able to flexibly

control its own pressure.

"Fifty-four broken flames of the broken road!"

With a tender drink, the pink disc flame came out, like a knife-like glow of

cold light, shattered by the blazing flames of the future without any effort.

Not only that, but also swept away toward the dust.

Seeing this, the dust-free eyes were solidified, the palms of the palms were

condensed with a scorching flash of flashes, the crackling crackles, and then

the flashing flashes cut through the sky and sprang out in a mighty manner.

"Sixty-Three Howling Cannons!"

The two opposite colors of light and luster, the inevitable close contact,

immediately bloomed the magnificent brilliant light, and the temperature rose

several times in a flash.

"Boom boom!"

The situation was almost one-sided, and the tears of the riot easily shattered

the shattering halo and shattered it.

"It's a monster."

Perceived the extraordinaryness of the 63rd broken path, and the complex and

complex emotions of the sorrowful flowers, with a little sour tone, quite

jealous of the majestic spirit pressure of dustlessness, even though an

ordinary lowest-level broken path was injected into a lot of spirit Press, the

power will also be improved in a dimension, as is the case with the

dustlessness now.

Ling Zhihua's spirit pressure is not a lot, at least not as good as dust, so

she focuses more on kendo.

"Oh!"

The sturdy jade fingers held the handle, as thin as a willow branch, and the

moment when the sword was drawn, it was filled with indescribable charm and a

sense of visual impact that turned decay into magic.

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The soft and intense look of the flower of the cymbal was also utterly

incomparable.

"Oh!"

The faint negligible cold light, especially fragile, seems to be dying, but

when it is in the hands of Yanhua, it immediately displays a miracle, smashes

the oncoming thunder, and divides it into two simple, two from the side. Skip

sideways.

"The first generation sword eight really did not cover it."

Dust-free eyes are shining. With this magical swordplay, he hasn't seen a few

that can be compared with the flower of the magpie, almost reaching the state

of ascension.

"Eh? Hell Butterfly ... is there something serious in the corpse soul world?"

The black butterfly fell suddenly on the shoulder, and Chakra, the surging

body in the dustless body, also died, not only him, but also the same

butterfly resting on the shoulder of the flower.

I took a deep breath, and Dustless knew that today ’s short training session

had ended, and my eyes were full of light. Although I do n’t know why, I can

predict that the event is extraordinary.

The usual meeting was attended by the team leader, and this time using Hell

Butterfly's notice came dust-free, which significantly expanded the scale and

also showed that things were not comparable in the past.

If not, it would be impossible for Captain Yamamoto to find them.

The corpse soul captain meeting is generally a team of the captain, this time

is no exception!

The old man Yamamoto was sitting in a seated position. The captains standing

in two rows did not dare to be out of the air, and had any dissatisfaction. In

front of him, this was the founder of the soul world.

Without him, there would be no corpse soul, no death, and no quiet court. The

blue sky of the corpse soul was created by him.

Think about where Prestige reached.

"This is the latest order issued by the 46th Central Committee."

Captain Yamamoto glanced at his deputy captain Kanebe, who in turn took out a

thick stack of documents and passed them to the hands of all the captains and

deputy captains.

"It's time to work, Deputy Captain of the Bird Department." Thanks cleanly

after receiving the document full of handwriting.

I glanced at the content roughly, and Wuchen laughed again and again, "The

order of the 46th room of the central government? I saw it as Lan Ran's

order."

Glanced a few more glances at Lan Ran, and after his loyal running dog, Wu

Chen calmed down to read the file, but the content made him dull.

"What does this mean? Even if you have trouble making Benyu, don't be so

upset."

Frowning tightly, the dustless eyes flickered, staring at Lan Ran, starting to

think about what he meant, instinctively smelling a conspiracy.

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requests! !! !! !! !! !! !!

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