God of Fishing - Chapter 2882

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The fall of the master is no trivial matter. Jiang Buyi, who is fighting, and the two masters who are trapped by the Ten Temple Yama, are both shocked. Their first guess was naturally that Death God broke out some kind of extraordinary means, forcibly obliterating a master-level powerhouse.

However, this is too shocking. They admit that the **** of death is very powerful, but it is not so powerful. In just a few dozen breaths, they can kill a master? Even if it is an ominous dominion, it shouldn’t kill it so fast, right?

“Bang~bang bang~”

That is to say, almost when the celestial phenomena changed, the area covered by the **** of death quickly turned into death energy.

Everyone saw that a solitary tomb stood in the sea of ​​​​stars. From the solitary tomb, there were successive roars, and it seemed that someone was trapped in it.

“The **** of death really disappeared.”

Death dissipates. And the solitary grave that is constantly being knocked on is a good proof. If the **** of death was still there, the people trapped inside would not be able to move this lonely tomb in such a short period of time.

“Brush~”

I saw time intertwined, and Han Fei’s figure appeared in front of the grave.

“Humph!”

Han Fei didn’t take care of the solitary tomb, but threw the Divine Creation Prison here with his backhand.

Just listen to him: “Senior, I will be beheaded, it’s up to you to fight or not.”

Han Fei dared to bet that the person inside would definitely take action. He doesn’t believe that someone is willing to stay in the God of Creation Prison all his life. After all, this is a cage*, is it to stay in it and wait to die? It is better to wait for death than to send it to death.

He naturally thought about it, people who can be locked in the God of Creation Prison are not necessarily good people, but what does it matter?

It doesn’t matter if he is a good person or not, Xinghai is about to be destroyed. It doesn’t matter what kind of person the person inside is. As long as he doesn’t want to die, as long as he still has desires, pursuits, and thoughts, he should take action.

As for whether he will become the helper of the Eternals, this is absolutely impossible. The Eternals of the Great Desolate Era are still a waste race. There are no eight hands that can beat them in that era. Such a powerful existence is still locked in the God of Creation Prison.

“The Eight Fierce Swords of the Great Desolation are left behind.”

Just when Han Fei had turned around and was about to leave, a voice came into Han Fei’s mind.

Han Fei immediately raised his mouth slightly. Without the slightest hesitation, the law enforcement divine chain, rolled up with the Eight Fierce Swords of the Great Wilderness, floated quietly beside the God of Creation Prison.

Throwing down the Eight Fierce Swords of the Great Desolation, Han Fei stepped out in a few steps.

At this moment, the masters of UU reading www.uukanshu.com are all contained, and the Zhenhai God is also in a predicament. Even if they can break through, it may take hundreds of breaths at the fastest and fastest time.

During this time, no one could check and balance Han Fei.

Just listening, Jiang Buyi, who was battling with Jiang Linxian, snorted: “Eternal clan kills gods and gods, and Han Fei is only at the peak of the emperor. Even if he can barely reach Zhenhai god, his strength is limited, give it to me. Stop him. Hold Han Fei for half an hour, and the Eternals will win.”

For a time, on the Eternal Race side, countless god-killing and god-level powerhouses all rose into the air.

They must make a move. This is the catastrophe of the Eternal Race. The master promised for half an hour, so that they immediately felt relieved. Zhenhai Divine Spirit is powerful, but three hundred god-killing level, if you can’t even hold it for half an hour, then it’s a joke. …. .

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