The warring sides looked in horror at the direction of the shock.
In the rear, the huge "ultimate factory" was suddenly burst from the Ministry like a budding seed.
A green burst out from the inside
And then stretched out wantonly and turned into a huge branch.
One, two, three.
The branches keep expanding, and the huge "final factory" is propped and cracked and remains on the outer wall like a seed coat.
Huge trees seem to be spreading from one end of the world to the other.
"Stop it!" A loud sound came from the crown of the tree
Stop it?
Wait. Why are we stopping?
We are still at war, aren’t we?
Gal stop people react instead.
The war broke out again, and the two sides boomed again.
"I said … stop it!"
Zhuang is not far from the canopy overlooking Fang and raises his whip.
However, before his whip fell, he saw twenty-seven huge vines in the sky smoking wildly.
"Boom boom boom …"
Compared with the giant cane pumping, it has gone beyond the cognitive scale of ordinary people, just like tearing, and I don’t know how many factories and manor houses were directly torn by this whip
"Wait, wait, stop …" Not far from Zhuang, wave your hand quickly.
He felt that if he went there again, I’m afraid the two sides of the war would be directly killed by Mifei Er without killing themselves.
Although this is also a good way to solve the problem …
But this is not Zhuang’s style.
Zhuang took a step not far from Mifei Er’s head and flew out.
Huge, not far from the battlefield, the body is particularly small.
"Dalong!" Zhuang is not far from a greeting.
Huge than MiFei Er just now, several times bigger, and coercion appeared.
Not far from Zhuang, the dragon slowly emerged, making the whole world quiet.
A creature will involuntarily give birth to a kind of awe when facing such a huge creature as Mifeier.
But when facing the dragon, it is already a heartfelt fear.
Arrogant manor owners can lock Dalong’s skin, extract Dalong’s blood and make a Covenant with Dalong.
But there are very few people who can really face the dragon without scaring people to death.
Most of them have been killed.
Dalong touched forward not far behind Zhuang.
Not far from Zhuang’s body, it broke away from the original limitations and gradually became bigger until it became indomitable spirit.
On the left of him in the virtual space is the luxuriant Mifeier sansheng tree, and on the right is bigger than the big dragon. He leans over and looks at Fang manor owners and factory owners like a group of ants.
He has a feeling that he can crush all manor owners and factory owners with his own hand.
When his slow accent crossed directly, it reached several people’s ears and all creatures’ minds.
"I am the owner of the sugar ball factory, not far from the factory owner …"
"I am the last manor owner and the last factory owner."