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In the hall of the Emperor's Hall, a ten-shot gun, flying in the hall, floating like a shadow, like a dragon, sometimes crossed, and sometimes two poles into one, when formed into a triangular arrow, whistling away together.

The ban in the hall broke out again and again, and the Pandora, sitting in the corner, and the black face on the ground were colorful.

Pandora sat quietly, and Xiao He was sleeping. For the crazy practice of the night light cold. After forty years, the two began to be shocked, delighted, and worried became numb.

The lunatic night of the cold, has been practicing for forty years! Unless the mental strength is severely overdrawn, it will slumber and recover. Once he woke up, he began to control the gun of his ten-shot god, and danced and practiced in the hall.

The gun of the Ten Shots, under the ruthless practice of the night, seems to have become part of his body, such as the arm drive, dexterously abnormal!

"call out!"

The ten-shot rifle danced a few laps in the air, and finally all merged into one. It was surrounded by the night and the cold, and the face was murderous, and the night of the eyes was light and cold, setting off like the ancient gods, and the power was fierce.

"Call! Forty years, this gun of the gods, the control skills have gone one step further, there may be no improvement in the short term! Plus the millions of original source weapons produced, this time I went out to meet nine products. The strong, life-saving opportunities should be a big one!"

The night blew open his eyes and the murder on his face converges. The time is too short, and there will be another improvement in decades. It is already very good. Of course, this has something to do with his crazy cultivation. For decades, he has been stunned by the overdraft of the soul.

"The time is running out, it is time to find a way to the realm of the gods! Well, this time I met the strongest of the nine products, and directly smashed with the source hidden weapon, running the road first, can't die!"

Looking at Pandora in the light of the night, I remembered the last Pandora's distress, pale and almost dead, and a few hidden artifacts.

"Hey!"

Several primitive concealers were banned and shot into the wall, causing a ban on flashing.

"Cold brother, have you finished your cultivation?"

Pandora looked at her at night and looked at her with a sweet smile. She stood up and admired the admiration and said: "Wow, the big brother at night, your rifles have changed a lot. Pandora’s eyes are all spent. Right, Why can't you shoot this rifle into the wall like the hidden weapon! I think this long gun is much more powerful than those hidden weapons!"

The night was a few steps away. Pity loved Pandora’s face and kissed her lips. He explained: “Oh, your strength is low, you don’t understand, the long gun is certainly better than the hidden weapon, but those There is something called the power of the source on the hidden weapon, so it can be shot into the wall!"

Pandora was under a cold kiss at night, his face was reddish, and he was as shy as a little wife. He said, "You can also attach that source of the original force to the gun. So, you can Is it piercing the wall?"

"Silly girl!"

The night was light and cold and funny, saying: "How can the power of the source be attached to the gun of the gods, how is it possible? How... impossible!!"

The night was cold and said, suddenly the pupils in the eyes shrank, and then the whole person suddenly rose up, and the hand of Pandora was also stunned. He rubbed his eyes and suddenly shot his thighs. The light in the scorpion skyrocketed and laughed: "How is it impossible? Maybe! Yes! It can be! Haha, Pandora, you are too smart, genius thought, I love you!"

The night was cold and stunned, and Pandora’s body was violently kissed by her, and she was awakened by the black, and then Pandora, who was full of red clouds, and the black face with black lines, immediately sat up. Actually closed again!

"Well, the boss is crazy!"

The little black licked his mouth and muttered again to sleep. And Pandora has some sloppy clothes, and the night is cold in the face of a little black... kiss her. She also said that she was so upset and annoyed, but she was so happy and happy, but Pandora was happy.

"The power of the source, attached to the gun of the **** of gods? Pandora is really smart! I did not expect it! Haha! If this is researched, the absolute power of the fork is big!"

Since the power of the source can be attached to the hidden weapon, it can also be attached to the gun of the **** of the gods. The gun of the gods of the gods, but the night is light and cold, but the entity is. Fortunately, at the moment, I chose the third way to control the power of space! If you choose the path of Kidd, you can't cry at this moment!

The gun of the **** of the gods contains the power of horror space. It is like a powerful fist, a weak fist, and even if the enemy has the protection of the source, if it is in the middle, it can shatter the flesh and blood inside.

But what if you give this fist a tin shovel? To the gun of the gods, put on an indestructible gun? The violent power, coupled with the power of the invincible source, who can block? Even with the power of the source, under such a strong impulse, can you not die after stabbing?

The night light imaginary, a gun of the **** of the gods, the head of the gun shines with the power of the source, and the endless attack of the enemy, the unstoppable power of the end, the heart suddenly boiled up.

In spite of this, the power of your own source will be very expensive, and each attack can definitely lose a lot of power. But... who has the power of his origin in this world? Besides, in the new soul space, the power of the source is constantly increasing. What is he afraid of?

The night is light and cold, and it is calculated in the mind quickly. The final decision is completely OK, the last question is time!

The battle of the plane is only a hundred years! Only 90 years can be brought in the Magic Mountain. After 90 years, all of them will be sent to the battlefield. The night light cold had been running in the magic mountain for several months. In addition to the black and white passage that came in, only a colored passage was found.

There are many more magic mountain passages, how wide, how complicated, and the night is not known. But he knows that the channel of the gods is very difficult to find. There must be enough time to look for it, otherwise it will send out the magic mountain and return to the paradise camp, then the Malle Gobi!

"There are still more than forty years, twenty years, and at most 20 years of cultivation! No matter whether this supernatural power can be cultivated successfully, you must find a way back to the realm of the gods!"

The night was light and cold, and I made a decision immediately!

Waving to release a gun of the gods, and then immediately control the power of the separated source hidden in the body, according to the orc method, let it attach to the gun of the gun of the gods.

"Become?"

The power of the silk is easy to attach, and the night is cold and happy, but the smile has not fully bloomed, but it is a bitter smile. When the gun of the gods was moved, the power of the source was separated. The original source of power is attached to the **** iron, it is a dead object, and the night is not cold, and it is attached to go directly out and attack the enemy.

But the gun of the **** of the gods seems to be a solid body, but it is condensed by the power of space. The most important thing is the gun of the gods, not the ones that go out, but the control of the night, and it is not a straight line. The energy inside is still changing, of course, it is impossible to attach it.

"Mother's pro, Xiaoye does not believe it! Twenty years still can't be tossed!"

The night was cold and cold, and I started practicing crazy again!

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