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Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth my human race is shameless?(1/4)

The most difficult thing to get rid of her tears.

Su Fu opened his eyes and looked at Senior Sister Anqi, who was tearful in front of him, with a embarrassed expression on her face.

The emotions are so complicated.

What is this dream of senior sister?

Is the mutant spring dream? And he is the male lead of the spring dream?

Su Fu pinched his eyebrows. Even though he had a deep understanding of dreams and had a lot of understanding, he was a little confused at this moment.

Anqi glanced at Su Fu and wiped away the tears from her face.

She stood up straight and swept around.

A solemn look gradually appeared in his eyes.

Holy Wing Star Domain, above the Holy Wing God Star!

In fact, since An Qi obtained the inheritance of the God Star and her mind was swallowed by the will of the Spirit Emperor in the God Star, she understood that this Spirit Emperor was definitely not at ease with kindness.

Their Holy Winged Humans have all become pawns for the Spirit Emperor to lay out.

Not only her, but the other geniuses of the Holy Winged Human Clan are all geniuses who are expected to reach the realm of kingship, but they are all controlled by consciousness, wearing platinum imperial outfits, and becoming the guardians of the God Star.

And these pictures in front of you.

Angel then realized after thinking about it.

Su Fu's arrival shattered the Emperor's conspiracy.

Everything was put on the surface in advance.

An Qi glanced at Su Fu, and in the distance, Su Fu showed a polite but awkward smile.

When the dream was discovered, it was as if his little secret had been learned. An Qi's pretty face turned slightly red, and she turned her head away.

"Sister Brother Su Fu, let's solve the problem first."

Angel said.

Now she doesn't know how to face Su Fu.

The words fell.

The twelve platinum wings behind her suddenly spread out, and her figure instantly burst out like cutting air.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and his silver hair flew.

He glanced at the emperor's weapon spirit in the distance.

"Senior Sister Anqi, bring this."

Su Fudao.

The words fell.

Around her arm, Mengka, circling, sped out and landed towards Anqi.

Angel caught it, pursed her red lips, and it was this dream card that shattered her dream.

Although she knew that everything was a dream, sometimes, with excessive immersion, perhaps the dream is the real reality.

For Angel, she would rather believe that everything in the dream is reality.

pity……

Just as she gave her daughter a name, she hoped that everything was not a dream, but it would not change anything in the end.

"knew."

Angel said.

Then, he tore through the space and escaped into the battlefield of nothingness.

The Demon King and the Old Man Qingdeng are fighting against three powerful men at the Heavenly King level wearing platinum armor.

The old man Qingdeng was carrying a bronze lamp, and the light swayed, emitting lights, knocking away the powerful men with the twelve wings of the platinum.

As soon as Angel appeared.

The old man Qingdeng looked over.

Seeing An Qi's clear-headed eyes, the corners of the old man Qingdeng's mouth slightly raised.

"You're awake, child."

The old man Qingdian said.

An Qi nodded respectfully to the old man Qingdeng.

Then, the dream card in her hand suddenly floated and suddenly turned into a huge circle formation, wrapping up three platinum twelve-winged powerful men.

Just like Angel.

Although these strong men are wearing armor that can possess the power of the king.

However, their real strength is nothing more than the title of king who is forcing the growth of the seedlings to step in, although they have 100% control over the armor.

However, their souls are still king-level souls, extremely weak.

This is their weakness.

However, even if ordinary people find this weakness, they cannot launch an attack.

Even the extremely powerful dream pattern master is the same.

However, Su Fu is different.

Su Fu, who likes to cultivate love and courage, is very relaxed to deal with such a strong man.

With Angel's joining.

The pressure on the demon king and the old man Qingdeng suddenly relaxed.

Although the combat power of the three kings cannot do anything to them.

However, after all, it is a combat power of the king level. When it reaches this level, no one dares to underestimate it.

"The dream pattern formation of Nephew Su Fuxian is indeed something."

The Demon King narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Three powerful men wearing platinum armor fell into a nightmare.

Their minds are struggling and fighting against the will of the Spirit Emperor.

...

"Human Dream Pattern Master."

The emperor's weapon spirit was floating, feeling a little incredible.

After so many years of layout, this human race has been broken so easily.

This made the imperial soldiers a little unacceptable.

Su Fu stepped on the stars, his eyes as if he was torched.

He held a colorful feather fan in his hand and was graceful.

"Even the human dream pattern master cannot awaken these candidates who have been swallowed by the will of the Spirit Emperor!"

The Emperor's War Path.

"The Will of the Spirit Emperor?"

Su Fu gently waved his feather fan, and the breeze blew on his silver hair.

"I have met a person who claims to be the will of the Spirit Emperor, but I invited him to serve the 18th level of hell one-stop service, and his body may be hollowed out at this moment."

Su Fudao.

After the words fell, his figure moved in an instant.

Tear the space.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared before the Imperial Weapon Spirit.

The emperor's weapon spirit moves rapidly and retreats.

Su Fu kept approaching.

Bang!

finally.

Su Fu's arm was poked out and he imprisoned the Imperial Weapon Spirit.

Although this emperor's weapon spirit has combat power, it is not afraid of the ordinary title of king.

"I heard that this divine star contains the Holy Wing Emperor's outfit? It is also the top treasure of the ninth level?"

Su Fudao.
To be continued...
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