Chapter 1293: Perfect perception

The purple scorpion grips the knife and the knife flashes.
"What are you doing?" The illusion of the big eyes looked at the purple scorpion, and there was no time to dodge. He could only make a drink and ask.
The other people who saw this scene immediately had a different color.
"Hey!"
There are very few people who can avoid the purple dagger's dagger, and at least the magical dragon in front of them can't hide. With a knife, the head of the magical dragon left the body and the blood was sprayed.
Everyone was very surprised. Wu Xie jumped up and shouted: "Purple, you have to kill people!"
The purple scorpion glanced at him with disdain in his eyes.
The magical dragon died, the scene in front was still the same, and the illusion of the dream did not disappear.
The expression of Zi Yan is still calm, and he has not turned around, giving the whole back unreserved to everyone.
At this moment, if someone sneak attacks on the sable, the success rate will be great.
But everyone did not move, after a while, Zi Zi suddenly sounded exclaimed.
I saw that the huge space where everyone is located is broken like a mirror.
The five spaces were gone, and many of the void trees were broken, and the thunder of life disappeared. At the end of the day, even the biggest world is gone.
Everything is gone, only the body of the magical dragon is still there, still bleeding with blood.
"How could this be?" Wu Xie was a bit dumbfounded, and then hated: "It must be a magical dragon. I have long felt that he is not right, there is a problem! I was guessed!"
Looking at Wu Xie's gaze, there were obviously a few disdains, and even the rough stone began to despise him.
The six spaces disappeared, replaced by a large space, which is full of deadness, lack of vitality, and presents a scene of ruin.
"What are those, the void tree?"
Several people looked to the front and their faces showed an incredible expression.
I saw the front, there are pieces of dead trees, these trees are rooted in the void, but they can not draw strength from the void.
"The power of a strong seal can actually prevent the Nether Tree from absorbing power!" Even Ziyan is lamenting.
But with caution, he still has no action.
"This is a dead tree worth hundreds of billions. God, if it is released to the outside world, it will lead to a sensation!"
The rock is amazing, because there are hundreds of clouds in front of them, but they are about to die.
"This magical dragon, I want to use the magic array to harm us!" Wu Xie is still worried about the things just happened.
"What should I do now?" Shangguan Hong saw that Zixiao did not move, and he was very cautious, so he asked.
"Wait!"
"What are you waiting for?" Everyone is surprised.
"Let's wait!"
"Man, there will be people here?" The crowd is puzzled.
"There will be someone coming!" Zi Yan sure.
Next, it is a long wait and silence.
Fortunately, Zi Yan closed his eyes again and began to quietly find a breakthrough method.
Zi Yan did not say anything, just let it wait, Wu Xie and Han Shi appeared to be anxious. They are very stunned by the empty trees in front, but they dare not rush forward.
At this moment, among the people who know the sea, I am looking for the abnormality of this world.
But compared to the last time, the world is hard to find abnormalities, everything is so reasonable, and it is the kind that can't find anomalies in reasonableness.
Time flies in the middle of waiting, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.
After waiting for ten days, I haven’t seen anyone coming. Wu Xie and others are somewhat intolerant. I asked,
Amethyst, when are we waiting?

Zi Yan opened her eyes and said faintly: "Let's wait!"
I have to say that the world still gives the purple illusion a illusory feeling, but he can't find a way to break the illusion.
As everyone knows, just waiting for the purple sable, in the second place where there is a strong death, the people who came to the treasure hunt have been here for a full ten days.
However, the follow-up maps did not appear, which made their emotions become irritating.
Finally, after another ten days, Zi Yan opened his eyes again.
His gaze looked directly at the headless body on the ground, and said indifferently: "You still can't get up, it's hard to wait for me to make up another knife."
For the first time in ten days, I actually spoke to a body. Wu Xie felt that the spirit of Zi Yan might have gone wrong. The body did not respond at all, and naturally did not respond.
Zi Yan said faintly: "This is also good, we have a lot of time, you can wait for you!"
After that, the purple cicada closed his eyes again.
"Hey!"
The body on the ground suddenly violently rises, and the target is awesome.
A sharp cold light pierced the purple eyebrows.
"Hey!"
The knife in front of the purple scorpion flashed, the long knife blocked the cold, and the purple owl sitting on the ground retreated a few meters.
The mutation surprised everyone, and then looked at the front, the headless body disappeared, the magical dragon appeared again, and his face was full of anger.
"Magic, you are not dead yet!" Wu Xie exclaimed.
"You are not dead, how can I die!" Xiaolong smiled coldly.
The purple scorpion jumped from the ground and said nothing to the knife. His face became very ugly at the moment, especially when he saw the barb in the magical hand that killed everyone in the dream.
"You are not invincible!" Xiaolong sneered, the whole person did not retreat, and the barb stabbed toward the purple.
"Hey!"
The barbs collided with the long knife again, and Mars and power fluctuated, and the two retreated.
"You are not a master of formation. I set up a double fantasy. How do you see the problem?" Just retreating, the magical dragon was once again coming forward and asked at the same time.
The purple scorpion holds a long knife, the back of the thunder wing vibrates, and the figure disappears from the original place.
"I said that you believe by instinct?" Then, the voice of Zi Yan sounded behind the magic dragon.
"Hey!"
After the barbs turn, the lightning bolts into the purple body, but just a phantom, the real purple cicada has appeared on the side of the magical dragon.
"Hey!"
The purple scorpion has a long knife in his hand, or the head of the illusion. Just cut his head, the latter's body is dissipated, this is also an illusory body.
The pupil of the purple scorpion shrinks, and his expression becomes dignified. He short-handedly, and he sees that all aspects of the illusion are not worse than him.
"Intuition, do you think my illusion can be broken by intuition?" The body of the illusion appeared in tens of meters, and said coldly.
"My intuition is extraordinary. When I saw you from the Hunter Castle, I felt that you had a problem! Right, I forgot to tell you that from the moment I stepped into the war-torn continent, my perception was very sharp! "Purple faintly said: "So, I have been observing you all the way, always feel that you have problems! As for this illusion, it is also intuitive!"
Magic Dragon is difficult to channel: "This is impossible! I set the magic array, how can I know the problem by perception?"
Suddenly, the magical look changed, and said: "You have lightning electrode speed, and there are Lei national treasures, do you come from Tianwu mainland? You still have ... perfect spiritual thoughts?"
Fantasia knows a lot, and he said a lot of secrets, but he didn't care very much, just a little bit of an accident. "I didn't expect all my secrets to be said by you, but I didn't know. Your secret, this is not very bad?"
"This is impossible, perfect spiritual thoughts are extraordinary, how can you have it?" Magic Long still can't believe it.

Is this strange? In Tianwu, there are many people with perfect spiritual thoughts, many, many! I am just the most common one!

When Zhuanglong looked at Ziyan again, his eyes became very complicated. In this complex, there was shock, envy, greed, and of course hate.
Later, he sighed and said: "You don't understand, perfect spiritual thoughts are extraordinary! This kind of thing seems to be no one except natural, but the strongest is not born, but the day after tomorrow!"
Behind the purple scorpion, there is a three-meter reality. The attention of the illusion is placed on the three-meter reality. It seems to think of something. His look changes again, and then asks: "I want to know that you are not only perfect. What else do you have?"
The purple heart is shaking, and it is faintly aware that the magical dragon knows anything, but the three-page book is his card. Although everyone is known in Tianwu, it is a secret in this world.
While watching the magical dragon did not directly point out the secret of the book on his body, it is clear that he has already guessed the extraordinaryness of the book of heaven, so he pretended to be awkward and asked: "Is there more than one perfect thing in a person?"
"Of course, not only!" said the magical dragon, and then stared at the purple.
"This is impossible! There is only one kind of person, and they are all born! Besides me, I still know a perfect body, and he has only one!" The emotion of Zi Yan is very excited.
There are very few people who can see through the purple enamel now. Zi Yan does not believe that the magic dragon can see through him, and he has indeed seen the perfect body, so I also guess that there will be a perfect soul.
It is obvious that Magic Dragon is also not allowed to be purple or natural. He is fortunate enough not to ask, but to say: "But, killing you will know everything."
When the words fall, he is actively attacking the purple.
Others listened to the conversation between the two, feeling the clouds, the perfect soul and the perfect body ~EbookFREE.me~ they almost never heard of it.
The reputation of the perfect series is not as fast as the Lei nationality in the war-fighting continent.
The battle started again, and the purple scorpion thrown away the distracting thoughts and decided to kill the magic dragon first. Even if he knew that he could integrate the book of heaven, it seemed to be an extraordinary means, but he had no time to think.
"Dead!"
The power of 滂湃 began to surge, and at this moment, the whole world trembled because of the two powerful people.
"Hey!" "Boom!"
The energy is constantly surging, like a giant beast rushing toward the distance, directly causing the emptiness of those empty trees.
The sable is very strong, and everyone on the road has witnessed it, but what they didn't think of is that the illusion that has never been out of the hand is so powerful.
After the two people repeatedly hit dozens of shots, they were separated. Xiaolong smiled coldly and said: "I admit that you are strong, but your realm is too low, and you can't beat me after all!"
The purple indifference responds: "The realm never represents the fighting power!"
When the words fall, he is going to the magical dragon.
The illusion of screaming, the barb in the hand stabbed to the heart of the purple scorpion.
At this moment, the two did not even dodge, let the other side's attack come, like a life.
But what makes them very puzzled is that the magic dragon knows the details of the purple enamel, why would you choose this way to work hard?
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