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With power involuntarily overflowing into the air, the Thunder Patterned Gold Willow finally approached the end of its life.
The Thunder Patterned Gold Willow, fallen!
In the hollow eye sockets of the White Bone Beast King, the cold white pupils trembled violently at this moment.
Ziyun's recent move had made it feel an intense sense of life-and-death crisis.
And just a short while ago, it had formed considerable enmity with that human who it had once deemed no more than an ant.
At that thought, the White Bone Beast King suddenly became aware of an enveloping sense of murderous intent.
Ziyun, with the power of Divine Punishment not yet fully dissipated, turned her head, her pitch-black indifferent eyes already fixed on it.
Run!!!
Run quickly!!!
The White Bone Beast King's mind was crazily echoing with its own roar, its instincts from the Fighting Attribute brought to the extreme at this moment, instantly realizing how powerful the opponent in front of it was.