The fundamental reason why he no longer maintained the established tactics was that he discovered that this clone technique would not work at all for the man and woman in front of him. The woman turned the mosquito into ice lumps, which was better... Although most of them turned into powder when they fell into dust, there were always fish that slipped through the net and had a chance to come back.

But this man directly used my clone as fuel.

With a call, the remaining blood-winged black mosquitoes rushed in like Feng Lun's voice, but the ones released had lost seven or eight out of ten, and some of them turned into Xuanbing Tugs, lying quietly on the ground...

The Mosquito Taoist swung his sword like the wind, constantly gushing out a bunch of black air.

Since the birth of the ancient innate world, this is the first time that I have used my true strength to fight against people head-on.

If this guy in front of me continues to fight for a long time, he will definitely not be my opponent!

Although I am full of energy and strong in combat, after all, I am still much weaker than my foundation for so many years!

I'm sure to waste him to death!

As long as his spiritual power is not good, I will take advantage of the situation and take a bite on him. If I only need to take a bite, all the things on his hands are mine!

It's all mine!

These are all innate spiritual treasures, the first spiritual root of the innate prehistoric world, and the independent clone of the God-killing Gun!

This is all right!

Well!

My mosquitoes are going to be emitted today, so I must not let them go!

These are my opportunities and must not be missed!

If you let it go, if you miss it, you will regret it for life!

Not only can we not let go, we must also fight quickly.

It is quite a bit of a sudden change in this battle, no longer under the battle of Kunpeng fighting against the ancestor of the Styx before.

If someone else comes, the benefits will inevitably be shared by others, but it is extremely bad.

The Mosquito Taoist was ruthless, and the sword in his hand turned into sword mountain sword prisons, constantly landing. From a distance, it was the mountains of long swords on the sky clouds that were constantly falling and falling!

The feeling of the sky falling and the earth falling is so real.

Although Zuo Xiaoduo has fully interpreted the Thousand Soul Nightmare Hammer, and has also outputted various true fire limits, and has directly counted as the methods of being accustomed to the table, barely resisting the Mosquito Taoist, it is still an uncontested reality at a steady disadvantage!
Chapter completed!