Sure enough, Bing Feng didn't answer, and his speed suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the third creation.

It's not a ruffian, and he has to say a few cruel words before fighting.

The third creature calculated the direction and speed of the other party's advance, and shouted loudly.

"Great Wilderness Starfall! Smash it for me!!

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Chapter 85 of "The Creation God of the Apocalyptic World" I want to hit the hand, please wait a while,

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