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MTL - Cosmic Professional Gladiator-v7 Chapter 23 return
In the palace of the monarch of the last right. Under the hall stood eight prisoners of origin life.
"I was also touched by the mysterious master. Dozens of threads extended from his palm, penetrated into my body, and annihilated me in an instant." A Prison Clan Lifeform respectfully said, "This is me being killed. scene.
He stretched out his left hand and revealed the scene in his memory in mid-air. Copying the memory scene is an easy task for any source life. "I was stabbed by his spear. Dozens of threads were separated from the spear and penetrated into my body. This is the memory scene when I was killed. "This is mine"
——The famous prison family source life, the scenes of being killed are all appearing.
The monarch Moyou looked at the scene in the picture, where the human with a spear killed each prisoner's life. "Can you teleport for decades and light years to chase the enemy?"
"As long as you touch it. Dozens of colored silk threads penetrate, you will surely die." "Suspected ninth-order source life"
The Emperor Moyou silently summed up a lot of information. "Who is this human?" asked the monarch Moyou, "who knows?"
His Royal Highness's eight Prison Clan Yuan Sheng shook their heads. Even if they were killed and resurrected, they still didn't know... Who is this human being? "The monarch of the last right." A Prison Clan Lifeform respectfully said, "In all the information our Prison Clan has collected about Human Source Life, there is no information about this person. He should have changed his appearance."
"In just a short period of time, the prisoners who died in his hands are estimated to be at least 30 prisoners, and most of them are not eligible to be resurrected." The green eyes of the Weiyou monarch became more indifferent*, "With such a killing efficiency, of course he has to hide it. identity.'
Although the dead are all ninth-order, but more than 10 source lives are lost every year, how much will be lost in ten thousand years
Even for a human at the peak of the tenth order, the interception efficiency is far inferior to him. "The voice of the Weiyou monarch is getting colder and colder," and he is only active around the Ansu Star Alliance. If he goes to the front line where the fighting is the most fierce, the number of our prison lords he kills every year will have to increase several times. ’ The eight resurrected Prison Clan Origin Life are also very solemn.
The ninth-order source life of the human race in the universe is distributed in the three major cosmic advanced civilizations and 5,632 cosmic alliances, and the total number has reached tens of millions! Among them, the spear is a common weapon, and the human ninth-order source life using the spear exceeds one hundred. Wan, there is no way to check the identity. "A prisoner said with a headache.
Perhaps, his most powerful weapon is not a spear. On the surface, he attacked with a long spear, but it was actually those dozens of transparent silk threads. "Some prisoners refute." Some prisoners refute
"He is very insidious! On the surface, he uses radiance methods, which looks upright, but it is an insidious killing move of strange silk threads.
The eight resurrected Prison Clan Origin Beings all felt that the silk thread was too sinister. The monarch of the right side nodded and waved his hand lightly, "You guys should step back first."
Five days later.
The Weiyou monarch came to a dark world. This world has tentacles wandering around, and the evil aura spreads and erodes the Moyou monarch. The monarch Moyou walked calmly and completely resisted these evil breaths.
/r*@"z3}3u Finally, he walked to Zhizhi, the largest lake in the entire dark world." Lord Wu Krypton. "The monarch of the last right said. Gu Gu Gu
Bubbles began to appear in the lake, and a behemoth slowly floated up from the depths of the lake. When it floated up, the shadows of the arrogant hands in the dark world were quickly retracting, all of which were collected into the behemoth. As it emerged, the behemoth became smaller and smaller. …. .
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