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A sneer appeared on the tattooed man's face, a small thought that had not yet cultivated his spirit body wanted to devour him in one bite, even if you were a dragon, it was still wishful thinking.

The tattooed man slammed his feet down, and Fu Ya's giant foot smashed down like a solid ball on a crane used to smash walls and demolish buildings!

Looking at the tattooed man's feeling, it is as relaxed and casual as stretching out his foot and stepping on a grasshopper.

Sure enough, the ferocious and hideous Voldemort Dragon was stepped on by the tattooed man in the center of his forehead, and the huge figure that had just risen was immediately resurfaced.

Big thoughts come to hit small thoughts, just like Lao Tzu teaches his son.

This kick directly crushed Voldemort's head, but Voldemort was composed of thoughts, and his head and body would not die if he collapsed, and he could reunite his body in every second.

The tattooed man didn't give him time to gather his body at all, and the other foot stomped on Voldemort's vertebrae, breaking his huge body in two, and then trampling his feet back and forth alternately, as the asphalt road was trampled into a mess of mud, Voldemort was trampled into a clump of mud in the midst of Voldemort's scream.

At this time, the tattooed man put down the balls that had been on his back, told him to sit on the ground with his feet on the ground, and then grabbed the towbar box that never left his hand with one hand, and took off the shabby leather jacket full of willow decorations with the other hand, and took off the slightly loose vest inside, revealing the upper body of the skinny and leprosy ghost.

The tattooed man reached out and pierced his shoulder with his nails, grabbed the skin and flesh on the shoulder and pulled it violently, tearing a crisp sound like a brocade, and the tattooed man actually ripped off a piece of flesh the size of a palm on his body.

There is no tattoo on this piece of skin, which is a rare good skin on a tattooed man.

"Erlang collects demons!"

The tattooed man reached out and put a little on his skin, and the flesh suddenly enlarged, turning into a huge pocket, wrapping towards the thought of Voldemort's dragon being trampled into several balls.

This piece of flesh seemed to have a strong attraction to thoughts, and Voldemort's shattered dozen thoughts were immediately pulled and slammed into the flesh itself.

Seeing that the piece of skin and flesh that unfolded in the air was about to completely contain Voldemort, Voldemort's more than a dozen thoughts trampled out by the tattooed man shrank violently in the air, and then swirled, and it was condensed and formed again in an instant.

Voldemort's huge dragon body twisted violently, and its huge tail slammed to the ground, using its strength to break free from the suction of the demon's flesh, and slammed into the side of the tattooed man in an arc in the air.

From the very beginning, this voldemort dragon cub was willingly trampled by the tattooed man, and the dragon family itself has many talents, and each dragon has different talents, which is elusive.

The biggest talent of this Voldemort dragon is that the speed of the gathering and dispersion of thoughts is ten times faster than that of ordinary dragons, and he already has the ability to attack physical objects before forming a spirit body, of course, this is the talent of this Voldemort cub before he condenses his spirit body, and when he condenses the real spirit body, this talent will also evolve into a more advanced supernatural means.

The tattooed man snorted coldly, he was not the slightest surprised in the face of the sudden change, because he was already preparing to face the changes on the battlefield anytime and anywhere.

The Voldemort dragon slashed at the side, and the first to bear the brunt was the egg sitting on the ground, although the egg was not Voldemort's target, but Voldemort's huge body swept over, and the egg would be crushed into a mass of flesh and blood.

The tattooed man pointed a finger, and the piece of demon skin and flesh immediately spun rapidly, expanding violently in the air, becoming larger, dozens of squares, covering the sky and enveloping the Voldemort Dragon.

Voldemort was just a small idea or a cub after all, and under the strong strength of the tattooed man, no matter how cunning he was, it was of little use.

Seeing that his sneak attack was useless, Voldemort let out a mournful roar, and the thought of forming a dragon's body rolled and boiled like boiling water.

The pupils of the tattooed man's eyes shrank suddenly, and Voldemort wanted to blow himself up.

This is a means of killing and hurting the enemy without any scruples.

For the tattooed man, he didn't care about this method at all, but the distance between Voldemort and DanDan was extremely close at this time, and Voldemort's idea of self-detonation would not hurt any physical object, nor could it hurt Dandan's body, but it could injure or even shatter the idea of Dandan.

For the fragile thought of the ball, who had just been shattered once by fright, it was as powerful as a bomb bursting in his chest, and the tattooed man probably couldn't save him.

Dandan, apparently seeing that the situation was not good, rolled on the ground to avoid it.

At this critical moment, the tattooed man had to give up the idea of collecting demons and directly kill this rare Voldemort cub!

The tattooed man's long hair suddenly became windless, and there was a faint appearance of gods and demons behind him.

At this moment, the body of the Voldemort dragon cub, which was about to burst at any moment, suddenly froze in the air.

The tattooed man was slightly stunned, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

The Voldemort dragon cub seemed to be firmly attracted to something, and the dragon's mouth made a difficult whirring sound, and the whole body seemed to be competing with the unimaginous force that could not be resisted, and the dragon's claws kept scratching on the ground, tearing through the ground that was already broken like mud, but it was still dragged forward by the great force, leaving deep scratches on the ground.

The huge suction force couldn't stop tearing and ravaging Voldemort, and Voldemort's thoughts began to crack one after another, and there was a tendency to shatter and peel off Voldemort's body at any time.

With an unwilling roar, Voldemort's body was torn into countless pieces, turning into a mass of thoughts, and thud into the soles of his feet.

The tattooed man couldn't help but show a look of extreme surprise, and the god and demon behind him who was gradually revealing his form let out an unwilling dull roar, and then disappeared.

Voldemort Dragon was born out of the dragon vein, and Dan Dan had the talent to absorb the dragon vein, just now Dan Dan was scared by Voldemort Dragon to roll and dodge, just the soles of his feet and feet were facing the Voldemort Dragon who was close at hand, so that Voldemort Dragon was firmly captured by Dandan's talent, and was finally absorbed into his body by Dandan.

The tattooed man received a shocked expression, Dandan's talent is too powerful, almost on par with the boss of their family, but the tattooed man's face showed a trace of sadness and pity, it seems that for Dandan, having such a superb talent is not only not a good thing, but the worst bad thing in the world.

The tattooed man then showed a hint of melancholy on his face, it was so terrible to absorb the dragon vein, and he almost took the life of Dandan, not to mention swallowing a whole Voldemort dragon cub.

The current Dandan is too small, and his cultivation is too shallow, so he can't control such a force at all.

At this time, the tattooed man didn't care about chasing Nalan Jinfeng who was running all the way, and shouted, the golden iron clanged, like the bangzi of the Ming Jin Retreat, and those divine soldiers who rushed out of the gang all the way out of the river immediately became like mud people into the sea, sinking into the ground and disappearing, and then hundreds of sky-high phosgene came out of the ground around the tattooed man, and these phosgene emitted bursts of shouts and roars, knock, like a drum, all crashed into the tattoos on the tattooed man's body.

At this time, the siren was getting closer and closer, the tattooed man picked up the ball, and the tattooed man slammed his feet into it, and the tattooed man ran a few steps and then fell down with a heavy foot, and the ground exploded, like a cannonball, and disappeared after stepping on a few houses.

At this time, what remained in place was thousands of square meters of erosion, and the scene was as if it had just experienced an eight-magnitude earthquake.

Before the police arrived, they were directly recalled by the police station on safety grounds, and shortly there, an explosion occurred, reportedly caused by a fire caused by a fuel tanker truck crashing, killing nearly 100 people and blowing dozens of vehicles to pieces.

Of course, when it was broadcast in the news, the number of victims was adjusted.

Lilac and Lilac and her mother were protected by a divine soldier the size of a monkey with hairs in their mouths, and they escaped all the way, but they were unharmed.

Nalan Jinfeng waited on the edge of the explosion for a long time, blowing countless whistles, but did not wait for the return of the Voldemort dragon cub.

The light of hatred in Nalan Jinfeng's phoenix eyes flickered endlessly, and on her list of enemies, there was another person, no, two, a guy with tattoos and a thin body like a tuberculosis ghost, and a strange ugly girl in a pink skirt

is so ugly that people can't distinguish between men and women, and can only be distinguished by the clothes on their bodies, which can be regarded as an earth-shattering realm.

At this time, an inconspicuous black domestic sedan stopped beside Nalan Jinfeng, the door opened, and a voice came from inside: "Miss Nalan, Mayor Tang asked me to pick you up." ”

Nalan Jinfeng glanced at the man in the car, and then pulled the ghost horse into the car, and the inconspicuous car immediately got into the alley, and soon after, out of the other side of the alley was a white car, and the license plate number also changed, and then, the two white cars melted into the city and disappeared.

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What does it mean to be cleaned up like a wild dog in the water?

Zheng Xian, Daoyu and Silver Ghost are in this state now.

Three hours, only three hours, they were completely exhausted, they couldn't move their fingers, and in these three hours, none of the three of them could hit the Phantom Nightingale solidly.

Whenever they thought they could hit the nightingale, they ended up hitting a cloud of air, and they were hit by the nightingale's fist almost all the time.

The blue-nosed and swollen swordfish felt that if it weren't for the protection of this armor, he would have been beaten into nails even if he was beaten with iron.

The silver ghost is even more unbearable, lying on the ground and now unable to move.

The fighting strength of the silver ghost is far less than that of the swordfish, the silver ghost fights, although the strength is very important, but his careful speculation, the way of thinking that predicts the opponent's behavior is more effective, the silver ghost is a guy who fights with his brain, but no matter how smart his brain is, it becomes useless when he encounters absolute strength. The difference in strength between the Silver Ghost and the Nightingale is too great for wisdom alone to make up for the huge gap in this part.

Zheng Xian's appearance was not much better than that of the swordfish and the silver ghost, but Zheng Xian did not use all his strength, and the injuries he suffered were nothing to Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian relied on the most cultivation armor plus a part of the vitality power, and he didn't use the power of the immortal cultivator at all.

But Zheng Xian felt that even if he shot with all his might, the result would not be much better than now.

"This woman with half of her face is too powerful!"