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Chapter Seventy-Fifth: The Power of Dimensional Fierce Beasts (seeking the moon)

In just a few minutes, the scene changed again and again. Not only Dark Lukiel, but also Zero and Yinhe were defeated by Lin Lan.

"Brother Lin... Kenta, are you okay?" Yinhe stepped forward and knocked Diga's shoulder curiously, but Diga brushed it away speechlessly.

Lin Lan laughed and took back the puppet he sent out: "A soldier never tires of deceit. I temporarily sealed part of Kenta's memory to make him more easily controlled by Dark Lukiel. When the seal is released at the critical moment, look, isn't this all in vain?

Did you prostitute a spark doll from Laolu?"

The handsome young man put the black golden ancient bridge into his windbreaker. After thinking about it, he did not choose to become Ultraman. Instead, he took out one of the spark dolls he got last night and connected it with the spark of the universe——

"The materialization of darkness·Razor Dimaga!"

"Real men should turn on mechas!" Lin Lan lifted his windbreaker and held up the cosmic spark. It suddenly grew in size in the condensed darkness. With the crisp sound of metal collision, the dimensional ferocious beast wearing metal armor - Razor Dee

Maga, come!

Razor Dimaga: Living in a different dimension, it is a mutant species of the monster Dimaga. It has many sharp objects called "razor blades" and hard armor. Its powerful strength even makes Rosso

It's hard to compete with Ultraman Blue!

"This is... my Spark Doll!" Dark Lukiel gritted his teeth in anger, and finally let go of his last bit of luck, "Tarante, King Faib, tear the enemy into pieces and bring me victory!"

"And... wake up, the darkness sleeping in your heart!"

"Ultraman Taro!"

"Ahhhh!" As soon as Dark Lukiel finished speaking, a scream of pain that could not be concealed came from the building where Taro and Ichijojiyou were hiding, "Quickly go, Ichijojiyou!"

"What!" Guang Guang glanced subconsciously in the auditorium, just in time to see Temple Friend Ichio holding the spark puppet tightly in his arms and falling out of a building more than ten meters high. "Young Temple Ichio, it's dangerous!"

"How can you succeed so easily!" Bruton waved his cilia, and the four-dimensional light produced briefly bound the galaxy. At the same time, King Faib and Tyrant also took action, entangled with Zero and Kenta.

As for Lin Lan, due to the sharpness of Shazor Dimaga, if he catches a temple friend, he might be in a string of friends the moment he catches him... As for changing forms...

Are you kidding, am I this kind of person?

Not only did Lin Lan not save him, but he slashed his head and face with a knife. Tyrant roared angrily, and then leisurely sent a message to the monk Ye Yiyi:

"Ichijoji Yuya, think about it, what is your dream!"

When Lin Lan's voice reached the ears of Ichijo Temple Yuya, he was already half way from Hell to Hirazan.

Between life and death, a monk with his eyes closed finally recalled the vow he made when he was still in elementary school:

"My dream... is to surpass you, Lin Lan!"

This is his wish. As long as he can surpass Lin Lan, surpass this young man with a similar background to him but a different situation, he must be able to... get what he wants!

Ichijodera suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden stream of color appeared in his right hand. When the light dissipated, the steel killer's control gun appeared in his hand again!

"Control the gun!" Ichijo Temple Fellow also landed safely on the ground, with surprise in his eyes, "Are you responding to me? Steel Killer?"

He skillfully pressed a few buttons on the control gun and teleported himself inside Zhannai. The long-lost lights lit up little by little, as if Zhannai was delighted with the arrival of his companions.

"Are you asking me to fight? Steel Killer..." Ichijoji also looked at the control gun in his hand, "No, Steel No. 9!"

"The only thing that can make Steel Nine respond is a brilliant dream." Lin Lan smiled with satisfaction, "Although I didn't say the real purpose, as long as I found the right direction in my heart. Congratulations, Light Camp

Another member added~"

He slashed Tyrant away with two "swishing" swords, stretched his muscles and bones, and made a crisp collision sound from his whole body, like a prayerful war dance, sounding on the chilly battlefield, celebrating the addition of new members.

Familiar and dangerous colored lights flew from behind Lin Lan, but this time, Lin Lan would never hit the road again!

"Steel No. 9!" Ichijo Temple Fellow also raised the control gun in his hand, "Zhan Xingyun!"

Steel Nine's bright yellow eyes flashed, and a gun pad similar to that of Ichiyo appeared in his hand. Continuous destructive light spewed out from the gun's muzzle, scattering the Stream Light released by Dark Taylor!

"The same moves are useless to me, Dark Lukiel!" Looking at Dark Tyro appearing next to Bruton, Lin Lan joked, "This is your last chance to control Tyro, are you sure?

Can you beat us? The old way?"

Dark Lukiel is silent.

Although he injected a large amount of dark spark power into Taylor's body, which was enough for Taylor to materialize several times, he had no doubt that as long as the dark record officer witnessed Taylor's changes, he could easily break Taylor.

The secret hand inside the body.

The Dark Recorder is so unreasonable, no one knows how many abilities he possesses, and his level of mystery is as bottomless as his strength.

But now he no longer cares about it. Dark Lujiel roared, the monster roared, and the dark warrior stepped forward, rushing towards the auditorium light and others!

No matter what, I will realize my long-cherished wish!

"I won't let you succeed!" The light in the auditorium summoned the plasma lightsaber and headed straight forward without giving in.

"Hmph, accept the sanction!" Cero brandished the crescent moon blade and took the initiative to find the blackened Taro, "Let us have a good discussion, Chief Instructor!"

"Iron Nine!"

"I'm here to help too!"

Kenta and Ichijojiyou also looked at each other, and together they faced Tyrant and knocked him several hundred meters away!

"Ho? It seems that my opponent is you, Five Emperors?" Lin Lan rubbed his cheek, causing sparks to fly, "Then let me dismantle the monsters that formed you one by one~"

"Roar——!" King Faib roared in fear or anger. Purple shock waves emitted from the eye of his left hand, but Lin Lan cut him cleanly, and then cut him with a ruthless knife.

King Faib's left hand was chopped off at the root!

"I can't wait to chop something, hehe... hahahaha!"
Chapter completed!
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