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Chapter 643 The Creator(2/2)

You can't run without running!

As saints who used to be, they knew the horror of saints so much. To their powerful powers, they were like cutting melons and vegetables, and they were killed and killed.

Otherwise, the dream masters of the five alliances would not be so slouching and let the orders be made, and the heroes in the world would not be treated as pigs and dogs without any resistance.

In the final analysis, everything is a huge gap in strength that can be suppressed!

Just like this at this time.

"The world is close to you, and there is a thread of vitality!"

The saint's escape method is naturally extraordinary, even if it is outdated.

Bai Ze's figure flashed and turned into a white silk. It went a hundred miles away in an instant, swaying in the sky, and disappeared in the next moment.

As for the evil saint?

He has long disappeared, leaving only a single incarnation of Tianxie on the spot. This is his method of replacing death, using a puppet to replace death!

Unfortunately, Fang Yuan had already made up his mind that even if he had recruited the other dream masters, these original saints would be killed without mercy.

Unlike Qianhuanyi and Wansheng Martial Master, the dream masters and saints are all practiced by themselves. Once they are given some time and resources, they may be able to fully restore the old view. This is the biggest unstable factor!

"If you meet suddenly, you might be able to escape, but at this time... I have been devoted to the arrangement for so long and will run away for you again? What kind of dreams can I practice!"

Fang Yuan said with a smile, gently grabbing his hands.

Wave!

It seemed as if the invisible soap bubble was scratched, and the surrounding scenes were disillusioned. The two outdated saints who had already run out of unknown distance were shocked to find that they were standing in front of Fang Yuan again.

"Pangu's eagle body, the power of creation... Take my move, Chaos Creation Divine Fist!"

Fang Yuan's body was filled with energy.

At this time, his true saint body suddenly evolved again and became the body of a saint!

The Chaos Divine Fist promoted by this is naturally extremely powerful.

Hurry!

The void is broken, and earth fire and Feng Shui can be seen vaguely.

And the two outdated saints in the center did not even scream, and were wiped out by the torrent, without even a trace of true spirit.

"How is it? Do you want to go with these two people?"

After killing the two saints, Fang Yuan looked back and saw that many of the dream masters who were pinned by the seven boys holding swords were all looking like earth.

Suddenly, a man knelt down silently, expressing his surrender.
Chapter completed!
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