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Chapter 1289 Huge eyes in the sky(2/2)

It wants to destroy the soul and Qin Yu's soul!

The stone tower roared lowly, "The Shadow of the Abyss is the time for you to show your strength. As long as you can help your master survive this disaster, you will always have your place around you in the future!"

The "old turtle" who trembled because of fear suddenly widened his eyes, then gritted his teeth and cursed.

Fight!

This idiot, Shita, is right. As long as you help Qin Yu survive, no matter how well the stone tower performs, he will be the first to make a contribution. With this contribution, no one will think about it in the future and easily shake its status. I will not die, I will never die, one eye will be powerful? I have two more! Open it for me and swallow it!

So the next moment, the abyss came!

The rich darkness erupted from Qin Yu's body in an instant, roaring and opening like a bottomless terrifying mouth.

Deep and cold!

It is the shadow of the abyss, instantly exploding all the power in the body in exchange for opening a trace of power of the abyss will. The terrifying aura surged out of the darkness, and the entire Lost Garden space was violently shocked.

Click—

Click—

With the loud bang, cracks appeared in the sky. Although the Lost Garden was a small world that was forcibly cut by ancient creatures, it ultimately belonged to a part of the Haoyang world.

Now, a trace of the power of the abyss will and the completely opposite world attributes suddenly shatter the entire Lost Garden rules.

Countless ancient creatures, all staring at the sky above their heads, suddenly burst into cracks, and screamed in fear. Because at this moment, the ancient creatures felt the arrival of destiny and ultimate destruction!

The shadow of the abyss suddenly twisted, like a huge deep-sea trap. At this moment, it captured an invisible object, which was instantly pulled and deformed. The space on the edge of darkness seemed to be unable to withstand the power of shock, shattering silently and annihilated.

The howling of the "old turtle" was distorted because of its sharpness, like a rooster strangled, which sounded very harsh, and gradually became low and small, and in the end there was only endless weakness left.
Chapter completed!
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