Vol 14 Chapter 899: ：Separate from it [guiqiu subscribe]

Thousands of magic lines surround this combination, and quickly derive changes, forming a platform, just like embedded in water.

Su Shuanghe's feet were trapped inside, and the magic line was still circling and rising, like vines. Su Shuanghe is the trunk to which they are attached, wrapped in dense density.

Although the person was dizzy, he still had a basic reaction, so he roared and struggled.

Looking at its face, it is obvious that it is suffering a lot.

Wang Teague noted that the limbs wrapped in the magic thread were probably melting, and at least one foot had disappeared. ...?

"The magic door wax melted the living sacrifice!"

Tentacle Mountain's eyes twitched twice. I've encountered this kind of thing in the past. It must have been cut with a sword, but now it was created with one hand. What the fuck...?

After all, his character is still calm, even if his heart turns, he must be more vigilant to avoid temporary accidents.

Su Shuanghe roared again, the magic thread had reached his chest, not to mention the "wax fusion" process was still going on, but his head was unusually big, and his skull squeaked, as if the water from the lich had been directly injected into him. Chest.

But things should not be that simple.

Looking back at his brilliant brother, he received a slightly disturbed guidance.

Li Bocai's eyes were attentive, seeing the magical lines gleaming. Although hazy and intermittent, he was trying to understand the wonderful evolution. I can't help but nodded slowly:

"The law of spirit is basic, and the thread of thought is very correct. It depends on whether he can grasp it."

When the sound dropped, the water world suddenly fell into chaos.

Every sword show has shown high achievements, and the sword formation is waiting, not messy at all.

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This is not the problem of the water world itself, but the chaos of other empty worlds that are now close to the water world, spreading in the aftermath.

But it cannot be said that there is no connection at all, because the root of the change is the magical grain structure formed here.

Of course, more important is the spirit of the witch god, who was sacrificed and separated from it.

At this time, this special and critical strange thing, through the magical grain altar of winding shape, is constantly alienated, realized, and thrown into the unfathomable void.

Hundreds of millions of miles away from the sea, Sheng Hui looked up at the chaotic light suddenly reflected in the sky, reflecting a light that shouldn't appear in the sky.

I couldn't help putting my hands together, and sighed: "The ocean of misery is endless!"

The sigh will fall, the light will disappear, and the darkness will spread rapidly in the sky.

Accompanied by a concussion that numbs lips and teeth.

Not far away, the long metal pillars of Fuqing Square burst into dark light, crisscrossing into a network, forming a powerful protective position, but no one knows whether it can withstand this empty disaster.

Moreover, like Sheng Hui, there are more than one monk still at sea.

In sight, dozens of monks rushed to this side frantically, and people reacted not far away, trying to hide in the defensive circle of Furong Square.

But when they saw a long metal pillar, their faces were terrified, even desperate.

At this time, it is impossible to suspend the formation of the ban and put it into effect.

"The monk outside the square, take refuge in the sea and go as deep as possible!"..

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