One Piece's Strongest Ice Dragon

Boom!

In the smoke and dust, it seemed that something heavy had fallen to the ground.The rising smoke and dust was blown away, forming a circle outward.Seeing through the slowly dissipating smoke and dust, a normal humanoid slowly withdrew his hand and removed the thing stuck in his chest.

Throwing away the shadow horn gun in his hand, Loya clapped his hands and tidied up the hole in the shirt on his chest.Looking at Moria who was lying on the ground and twitching constantly, Loya smiled slightly: "I said, even if you become weaker, I can kill you."

Lying in the desert, Moriah half-closed his eyes, staring at the sky.Through the smoke and dust all over the sky, that ray of sunshine is so cherished.

"...I...I...can't be reconciled!"

Suddenly, the broken body stopped twitching, and there was no more breath.It's just that those eyes are still staring at the sky, as if they are remembering something.

Looking down on Moria's scarred head, a large pit of flesh and blood that was enough to shock everyone appeared in the center of his body.The hole blasted out by the six kings of Loya's absolute spear is big enough for a strong adult to pass through!The irregular circular cavity hollowed out Moria's entire stomach, and all internal organs and bones disappeared.

Even so, around the hollow, there was still a trace of muscle and skin tissue, connecting his upper body and lower body, which made people feel sick.

One of the majestic kings under the Qiwuhai, Moonlight Moria, was beaten to death just like that, without a whole body!

Feeling the little soul power left in his body, Loya quickly stopped and continued to burn.Looking at the ice crystals on his hands that could no longer maintain their appearance due to excessive consumption, Luo Ya shook his head and smiled wryly: "Sure enough, there is still a lot of room for improvement. If he persists for a while, I am afraid that I will really be the one who fell down."

However, the premise of using the word "if" is that the so-called "if" did not happen.

After all, he won.

After brushing off the dust on his body, Loya turned his head and walked towards the coast.

He doesn't know if his teacher can survive that horrible explosion, and if Zefa is really dead, he wants to let the teacher rest in peace.

Then, go and kill the culprit, Doflamingo!

At this moment, Luo Ya's killing intent towards the flamingo was stronger than ever!

!!:!!

The upper limit is waived, let me say a few words about the long-lost billing chapter

So far, the collection has increased by 2000+, and Dashu didn't care about the exact amount.Because how much it was before... I forgot.

However, Dashu still solemnly expresses his gratitude here, and thanks to all the book friends who have supported Dashu all the way until now.As I said when I put it on the shelf, there is no performance to talk about motivation.It is you who accompany us all the way, so that Dashu has the motivation to continue writing.

Writing a book is really tiring.

Especially after you are busy with work all day, when you think of spending four or five hours coding and completing daily updates.That kind of tiredness, whoever tries it will know.

Today, I finally boarded the stage of limited exemption. This is the editor's affirmation of Dashu.It is also the glory brought to Dashu by book friends along the way.The failure of the blood marrow worm plot, the procrastination of being out of control, after experiencing these, you still support the big tree, which makes me very moved, really.

So really, thank you guys.

but!

At this time when they should be happy, there will always be some people who will come out in a strange way and say, this book has collapsed, it is poisonous, don't read it, the author can't continue writing.Well, this is... embarrassing!

Especially in these two days of limited exemption, it took only a few hours, and a large group of people jumped out to take the rhythm.Hey, what do you think I dare not ban?It’s not that Dashu loses his temper, but it’s true, when you look at those guys who are still ordinary users who are reluctant to spend a penny, denying your hundreds of hours of hard work in one sentence, that feeling... .It's like that when you go to the toilet without paper and see shit on your hands.

Someone made a suggestion, what do you think of this passage, which author is not open-minded to be taught?Who doesn't want their books to look good, and who doesn't consider the mood of readers?If the authors were so proud, they would have starved to death long ago, okay?

However, if you deny everything with just a few words, those who don’t know will think you are the king of heaven!You are what you say!It also complained that the author doesn't use his brain and doesn't care about the readers' feelings.We are writers, book sellers, not jokers.You have to think that you can point out the country, use us as a punching bag, and get out of here!

Maybe, losing one of your readers, my income has not dropped in the slightest.After all, judging by your ordinary user-level account, it is also a pirated version.And next time, post the ID directly and let everyone see what a poor troll is.

That's all for now, at the end of the day, Dashu sincerely begs for a wave of votes.

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The desert, the dead sea of ​​sand.Time seems to have completely lost its meaning here, no matter when and where, this place is so dry and desolate.In front of you is an endless desert, vast and vast, in which human beings seem so small.

In such a sea of ​​sand, Crocodile flicked the soot, and said lightly to the mummy in front of him: "It doesn't matter if you can be armed and domineering, it can't save you from the erosion of the desert."

Being able to become Shichibukai at the age of [-] million bounties, and having been so many years, Crocodile has encountered countless enemies who can be armed and domineering.Except for the time when they challenged Whitebeard, no one of the other enemies could resist the erosion of the yellow sand.

In front of him, Jones couldn't see his original appearance at all at this moment. His shriveled body was lying motionless on the sand, and his once plump and strong muscles were now as dull and stiff as dried bacon.

After becoming like this, Crocodile did not believe that the little thief would still be alive.

Venting the anger in his heart, the sand crocodile began to consider more realistic issues.

The surrounding area is extremely desolate, and the end of the sky and the earth can be seen at a glance. Obviously, his stolen treasures are not hidden behind any sand dunes.

Finding it is the most important thing.

Taking out the phone bug in his arms, Crocodile dialed out and said to Nicole Robin on the other end: "The little thief has been cleaned up, and now let the members of the Alabasta Work Club pay attention to the passing ships and vehicles." , don’t let things get shipped out.”

During this time in Alabasta, the sand crocodile was not just playing a hero, and the secret deployment also did not fall behind.It's like Dara in Rapeseed Town, a pawn he placed in the dark.The same situation spreads all over Alabasta, and it is also one of the bases for Sand Crocodile's plan to steal the country.

With his order, the whole of Alabasta will enter a state of martial law, and he is confident that the treasure will be recovered before it is taken out of Alabasta.

After a brief chat, Crocodile put down the phone.After glancing at the withered corpse, he raised his head, preparing to bury it completely in the desert.

"Desert Sunflower!"

Rumble!

A dull sound came from under the ground, the underground water veins were sucked away, and the sand in front of the sand crocodile quickly flowed, forming a sunken quicksand pit.

Watching Jones' "corpse" slowly submerged in the billowing yellow sand, the sand crocodile's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuations.

only......

"Where are you looking? Sand crocodile..."