&Quot; how ... How is this possible?! &Quot;
The little nun was dumbfounded, and her fair and tender face was filled with shock.
"Bro bei! &Quot; you're so mean ... You're slapping my face again ... &Quot; Baili tiantu rubbed his face. Just a second ago, he was still saying that Chen Xiaobei was courting death. Now, reality had slapped him in the face.
"Cut the crap! We'll leave immediately!"
With a wave of his hand, Chen Xiaobei kept the body of the saber-armed puppet into his infinite space ring and rode on the somersault cloud, flying into the sky.
At the same time, the behemoth's head, which was intertwined with mysterious spiritual patterns, was retracted into the chaos Blood Sword!
The chaos Blood Sword returned to Chen Xiaobei's palm.
The chaos Blood Sword was now a two-star earth-god level weapon. Although the saber-arm puppet's nascent soul was a four-star earth-god level weapon, it was not very fast, but it was not particularly slow either!
