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Chapter seven hundred and sixty second attack(2/2)

Mo Long flew into the air, and his grand voice was halfway through his voice, but suddenly stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled.

The black spot became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a giant standing tall.

"Roar!"

The giant fell directly from mid-air and punched.

Boom!

It was like a dam bursting and a mountain torrent broke out.

A terrifying aura suddenly swept across the audience.

"This is...the Demon Lord?!"

The ancient god Molong's eyes thrust violently, and he watched the giant punch fall down, and his black fist hit the colorful restriction like a mountain.

Crack! Crack!

A large number of cracks spread in the void, and immediately, the outer formations that protected the entire Heavenly Palace split into pieces in an instant.

"As the rumors, the demon lord in the inner demon world is at the same level as the ancient god, but his strength is even stronger, and there are all kinds of strange and terrifying characteristics..."

The ancient god Molong was a little nervous.

At this moment, I saw the giant's hands spread open, and a large blurred fog fell down, carrying the ultimate hypnotic power.

"A mere illusion?"

A dark green dragon scale appeared on his body, which was spread out and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but the next moment, he was shocked to see that the many kings and gods in the Heavenly Palace looked confused and fell asleep in an instant.

"Ignore the remaining prohibition protection and directly confuse the immortal?"

Mo Long was shocked and immediately saw the giant roaring, clenching his fists with his five fingers, and smashing him towards him.

"It's bitter!"
Chapter completed!
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