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Chapter Nineteen What kind of knife is this?(2/2)

The two half of the immortal body of the Zunjilong trembled suddenly, and the golden immortal eyes dimmed at an extremely fast speed, and said the last sentence:

"Practice hard for tens of billions of years! Death is a knife!"

The fairy sound spreads.

"oh."

Fang Cheng raised his eyelids and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You probably thought it was wrong."

In the midst of the slightest doubts of the monkey, Fang Cheng suddenly stretched out his right palm and instantly poked out a pure white light palm.

Bang!

The giant palm of light grabbed the body of a real immortal.

Fang Cheng then stretched out his left palm, which was also a giant palm, capturing another immortal body of the throne.

Next moment—

Fang Cheng smiled slightly.

With a sound of shocking sound that seemed silent and like a tearing starry sky, Fang Cheng grabbed a fairy body with one hand and smashed it wildly! Crazy bombardment! Crazy beat!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The fairy light flashed, and the almost exhausted fairy liquid source marrow was splashing!

Cracking, the almost broken realm of the real immortals turned into crystal powder under the vast and magnificent bombardment!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

"Come and find me directly!" Fang Cheng growled!

Two giant palms slapped and smashed them wildly!

The giant palms that can be transformed into pure white singularity domain even appeared cracks!

"What does it have to do with Wei Junjun!" Fang Cheng was furious and irritable!

The universe is broken!

The torrent of space is rolling!

The space is whistling with pinks!

"Talk! Say! Keep talking!!" Fang Cheng roared fiercely! Two giant palms collided!

Long!

Pure white giant palm shattered!
Chapter completed!
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