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Nine hundred and fortieth chapters God's contempt(2/2)

It has no hands, but has a pair of extremely strong legs.

It fell towards the golden slip and stepped hard towards the golden slip.

The moment its feet began to pedal, every ounce of flesh and blood in its body began to undergo astonishing fission, and it was as if countless tiny ropes were breaking within its body.

A kind of power that makes everyone feel extremely terrifying just by looking at the picture burst out in its body and converged on its feet.

Boom!

A dull loud noise sounded in Xiaoyuzhou.

Jin Jian disappeared.

This golden slip exuding the aura of the Three Saints was actually struck into the void by a single blow, and no one knew where it hit.

A horrified voice sounded.

Countless monks in all the Monk Continent and the Chaos Continent within the thirty-three days made horrified sounds.

Except for Mingyue Zhai and Zhu Chongshan, the voices that are not in the live broadcast will naturally not be broadcast live. However, there are too many people exclaiming at the same time, and countless monks from every continent speak out at the same time.

For a time, the whole world was like a tidal sound.

“Is it useful to have more?”

However, in this tidal sound, there is also a voice of disdain.

Lu Shenliang looked at the scene above Mingyue Zhai and saw that the creator had summoned another starry sky gene beast to fight, but she shook her head instead.

A weakness is a weakness after all.

If a monk's weakness is that he has some difficulty or pauses when controlling different magic weapons, then the more magic weapons he controls, the more prominent this weakness will be.

Although the more magic weapons are sacrificed, the more powerful it seems.

But the more magic weapons you rely on, if something goes wrong with some of them, it will cause an avalanche of consequences.

And as an extremely sober bystander, she always felt that the Three Saints did not care about the outcome of the battle itself. What they cared more about was the signal channel for the creator to communicate, and it was the creator who controlled these powers.

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