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Chapter 965

When this situation occurred, everyone felt that they were underestimated. Markbon snorted coldly and directly burned these monsters with fire.

"Do you have a clue?" Wen Yan looked at Bell and Weita who were frowning.

"Ah." Bell agreed, "In fact, it is not difficult to forcefully break this space. But if you do that, it will definitely affect the original space."

"It's a pity that the space outside is indeed Miliam's hotel. If it weren't forcing us, we'd better not do this." Weita's brow frowned tightly. Crossbeer can now be said to be one of the base camps for associations.

She didn't want to have any bad impact on this inexplicable ancient relics.

Wen Yan looked at the building that had become like the purgatory style in the past few minutes, "So we must now follow the levels created by the people who created this 'fortress'?"

Because of special reasons, these big guys had to press down on their desire to lift the table and walk towards the depths of this "difficult, terrible" space. Unlike ordinary brave men, people like Class 7, who are adventures.

They didn't shout for what, what we were going to cheat and defeat the enemy. They chatted like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and easily solved those fierce monsters like sending children.

Until they met a person standing on a large platform, "Oh, I didn't expect that he had such a familiar face."

I saw the man wearing the priest's talisman turn around and look at everyone with a poisonous smile, "Haha, I finally came out of hell, but I didn't expect that the enemy I face was you. It seems that I will soon

Go back?"

"Long time no see, Wiseman." Weita showed a fake smile that anyone could see. "It seems that someone asked you to come out and let the wind out."

"Haha, I didn't expect someone to do this." Wiseman's smile finally couldn't hold back. "Am that idiot who actually put you together? Does he think he didn't die fast enough?"

Wen Yan smiled at Wiseman's ugly face. This guy's interpersonal relationships are really not very good. Except for Wen Yan and Clow, and Bell who joined after he died, everyone else was

They were in association, but now no one went up to talk to him about the past.

"So, are you going to fight with us?" Markbon was a little excited. "It should be very interesting to fight with you."

"Forget it." Wiseman's voice slowly faded. "I originally found someone summoned me and wanted to have some breath, but I didn't expect that the enemy was you. I wouldn't do such an unwise thing."

"Tsk, it's boring." Markbon was disappointed to find Wiseman's figure almost disappearing. "The person who summoned you should be inside, right? Who is it?"

"Ah..." Wiseman's figure had disappeared, and only the voice could be heard. "Haha, you can confirm it yourself, you should be shocked."

After saying that, Wiseman's breath completely disappeared, and the person who summoned him was probably stunned. Wiseman actually took a look and admitted defeat.

"He ran fast." Valot looked at the empty platform unhappily. "I have never fought with the apostles."

"Forget it, hurry up and leave. I haven't had breakfast yet." Dubali touched her stomach unhappily. She originally planned to go to the paradise after breakfast, but now she has come here.

Along the way, he still arrived at the last platform without any pressure. After seeing the figure clearly, Wen Yan was speechless, "Yo Yasim?"

That's right, beyond everyone's expectations, the culprit who caused all this was actually the high priest of the clan who was in the cold. And the most incredible thing is that he had such strength to gather so many big shots together and

hostility?

"Haha, I didn't expect it was me?" Yoyasim, with red eyes and exaggerated smile, held a magic wand and looked at the person in front of him fiercely, without knowing how dangerous his current situation was. "I'm spending it.

I have found this opportunity for a lot of effort, and I must make you pay the price this time!"

"Who is this guy?" Markbon looked at Yoasim in front of him as if he had not woken up. He was really not very interested in the person in front of him who seemed to have little strength.

Valut even scratched his ears, "I don't know, maybe it was the so-called mouse that jumped out from where I didn't know what it was?"

Clow widened his eyes and looked at the people around him, and he was unconsciously helpless in his eyes. He had never felt that he had been so weak.

"Bastard!" Yoyasim clearly felt that he was underestimated. "You damn guys, it seems that you can't teach you a lesson!" He waved his magic wand, and the familiar magic was pressing down on him.

It was all over the people.

"This is..." Wen Yan glanced at the magic that he controlled.

"Haha, look familiar..." Yoyasim seemed very satisfied with his magic. "This is Wiseman's signature skill you faced before. Isn't it a surprise?"

"Ah, that's right." Markbon just moved slightly and took off Joashim's very confident demonic eye, and slapped Crow's demonic eye with a slap. The others were also

They cracked the demon eyes very easily, and only Ennaya and Nai's will return to freedom with the help of Sister Qi.

But Wen Yan and the others thought it was normal for the whole situation, but Yoyasim didn't think so, "How is it possible?"

"Ah, it's just a magic eye." Wen Yan said casually, "What's more, it's a deteriorating version like you." That's right, Yoyasim's magic eye is too slow, and in terms of strength, it's even better than Yoya Xiu.

Ya is amazing.

"As a matter of course, it's not enough to deal with you. I want you to see the real power!" Joashim immediately suppressed his anger. "You will face the true God!"

I saw that Joashim's body began to soar, slowly developing towards the devil.

Looking at Yoyasim's appearance, Weita sighed, "Is this your trump card? Devil?"

"Demon?" Yoyasim has completely turned into a huge demon at this moment. "The true is the real god! The so-called goddess of sky is just a scam! Come on, see the power of the true god!"

"Ah...Why are there so many people who don't know what is called?" Valut spitted unhappily. "Although I don't believe in goddesses, but such a weak thing dares to claim to be a god? It seems that I have one too.

The opportunity to kill God..."
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