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Lin Yuan's appearance was very cold and arrogant, and the smell of killing was extremely terrible. Even the old man on the dome couldn't help looking at him more.

"Let's go." The old man's voice is as loud as a bell,

the old man's hands are extended, and a great and thick yuan force is exerted on the stone mirror. A chaotic whirlpool appeared in the stone world, which rotated at a high speed. Finally, with a bang, it burst out a ray of light and hit Lin Yuan's eyebrow.

"Er..."

Lin Yuan, looking frightened, seemed to see something horrible. Then he knelt on the ground with one knee, spitting out black blood and turning pale.

"Mirage?"

There was a flash of doubt between Qin Sheng's eyebrows, and then he murmured to himself.

After ten breaths, Lin Yuan flies backward, his eyebrows and heart are split, his face is pale, and he faints. Obviously, his soul is dry.

"Start!" The old man is very quick and has no nonsense.

"Hua ~ ~"

a ray of light came from the stone and hit Qin Sheng's eyebrow. Qin Sheng felt that he had gone to a void world, and his soul power was passing away rapidly.

"Eat me!" There was a sharp, cold sound.

In the endless void, there is a strong man. He has no head, and his neck is still teeming with blood, but he is still fighting with blood. The terrible axe in his hand is stained with golden blood. Every drop of golden blood is extremely hot and can melt a planet.

The Tomahawk is growing rapidly. It's as big as a planet when it's ready to come to Qin Sheng.

God, what kind of illusion is this?

Is it real?

A drop of blood melts a planet.

A battle axe cuts a river of stars

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