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1802. Chapter 1802 The final level 4

The blue God of War Puppet raised a disdainful sneer on the corner of her mouth: "Your?"

He refers to the Red God of War Puppet.

Su Luo frowned, but slowly stood up, with a weak body, but he was erect and his chest was calm, and his eyes looked back calmly: "Yes."

A simple word was finally spoken after a while with the murderous aura emitted by the blue puppet.

"I have some courage." The blue war god puppet praised Su Luo twice.

Su Luo looked at him with cold eyes, his expression still condensed.

"But..." The blue God of War Puppet smiled gracefully, and his eyes suddenly turned violent when he looked at Su Luo. "The dignity of the God of War Puppet clan is not allowed to be defiled, so--"

Su Luo looked at him coldly.

"So, you commit suicide." The Blue God of War Puppet said for granted.

Although Su Luo's face was still calm, his heart was sinking little by little.

Because she knew that the Blue God of War Puppet was serious. Although he was teasing in a relaxed tone, the murderous eyes told her that he would never forgive her!

The blue God of War puppet looked at Su Luo with laughter.

But Su Luo remained motionless.

Stand on the spot.

Su Luo glanced at her current situation.

All the trump cards have been used, and the most powerful red war god puppet has been defeated.

There are not many spiritual things in Su Luo's hands, and it is not enough to awaken the red war god puppet... What should I do? Su Luo's head starts to hurt.

"Since you don't do it, then..." The blue God of War Puppet grinned, then stretched out his arm, and the next moment, Su Luo was already held in his hand like a chicken caught by an eagle.

"Die!" The blue war god puppet roared angrily.

The slender fingers suddenly tightened!

"Cough cough cough--" Su Luo felt her throat being stuck tightly, and a suffocating feeling surged into her nose, and the shadow of death quickly enveloped her.

Su Luo kept coughing, but his fingers kept tightening, tightening, tightening...

It was so uncomfortable! Su Luo's face went from pale to purple, and finally to redness. Su Luo had an illusion that she felt that her body seemed to fly up and her soul seemed to have left her body.

I don't know how long it took-

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant whistle sounded in Su Luo's ears.

This made the drowsy Su Luo wake up for a moment.

In fact, Su Luo didn't know that if it weren't for the timely sound of this sound, her soul would have been hooked away!

And the owner of this voice?

Su Luo opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the scene in front of him.

Her body was thrown to the ground by the blue war god puppet, and she looked up from her perspective.

There, a blue robe and an ink robe were fighting fiercely at this time.

Su Luo sighed vaguely, was he dreaming?

The sound that penetrated the eardrum just now really seemed to be Nangong Liuyun.

Now this ink robe looks like it, very similar.

But in the sky, the two peak powerhouses were so fast that they were incredible that they could not capture the real picture at all.

All Su Luo could see was the ink robe and the blue robe.

However, Su Luo firmly believed that the ink robe was Nangong Liuyun.
Chapter completed!
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