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Chapter five hundred and eighteen touch(2/2)

Zhang Yuan was confused and said, "How to touch it?"

"Just touch it casually."

The sloppy old Taoist rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his right hand, and touched the space in front of him. An extremely magical scene appeared.

As soon as his palm was poked out, he brushed it and disappeared instantly, as if there was an invisible black hole in front of him.

The sloppy old Taoist's shoulders were shaking, as if he was sucking fishing with his eyes blind.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were shining.

What is this trick?

Go straight into the space?

"Master, can you teach me this trick?"

He asked with a shy face.

"Shh, don't talk, the old Taoist seems to have found a treasure,"

The sloppy old Taoist signaled his other hand in front of him, then suddenly grabbed his right hand and said, "Come out."

thump!

A black body was fished out of the void by him, and it hit the ground with a bang, making it dark, as if it had been struck by lightning, and it is still filled with unspeakable destruction.

"What the hell?"

The sloppy old Taoist was stunned.

Zhang Yuan was also stunned, his eyes twitching wildly.

How does this look like an abdominal cavity?

Whoosh!

As soon as the thought arose, the remaining body on the ground turned into a black light and rushed towards Zhang Yuan in an instant, disappearing into his body.

In the chest, the black fragment formed a part again.

Only one head is missing.

Zhang Yuan's mouth twitched.

Sure enough, he guessed it right.
Chapter completed!
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