Chapter 64: Dream clothes

　　 "What should I do, brother, do you want to teach them a lesson?" The funeral wolf glanced fiercely at the distant back.
　　 "Don't act rashly, Master Jianxiang doesn't like his subordinates to make their own decisions." Xia Liangyao shook his head.
　　 "The most important thing is to complete your task without making any mistakes."
　　 The two activated the key, their bodies flashed and appeared in a strange space.
　　 Then, they were stupid.
　　 Even Xia Liangyao, who has experienced the wind and rain, looks like dementia.
　　 is like the shock that people on earth suddenly discovered that the moon covered the entire sky.
　　 They are on a small piece of land.
　　 The familiar amethyst, mist crystal, gray and colorful soul crystals, the soul mist that is everywhere, and has passed the haze, there is no trace at this moment.
　　 The endless void is dark, but I can see everything clearly.
　　 The thread of the law occasionally crosses the sky.
　　 is more of endless turbulence of the void, chaos and madness everywhere.
　　 The time and space storm tore the earth, without the thick soul veins outside as a barrier, they are dying out little by little.
　　 More nothingness swallows everything, detonating the fear in their hearts.
　　 "Go!"
　　 They don't know what's going on and don't want to know, they just want to escape from this place.
　　 The light of the key kept flashing in his hand, the circle was activated again and again, but there was no response.
　　 "Big brother, what's the matter? Big brother..." The funeral wolf is not a person who is afraid of death, but in front of the great power of heaven and earth, no, it is more terrifying than that, and in the face of the unknown in the universe, he persuades him.
　　 Xia Liang's mood is very stable, stable in a state of despair.
　　He murmured:
　　 "It's over, it's over completely, haha, the two-dimensional space, isolate everything, destroy everything, the legendary two-dimensional space, in the end, it is actually this way of death, and it is worthy of this life, hahaha."
　　 After a while, he settled and restored the focus of his eyes.
　　 "Before this, we have to kill the who has put us in a desperate situation." Yao is very clever, and found the culprit almost in a blink of an eye.
　　 There are only ugly holes and bare boulders in the original soul mine.
　　 A young man leaned against the boulder, looking at them coldly.
　　 That person is wearing a very special dress.
　　 The material of the clothes is very high-grade, the wisps are dull and difficult to see, and the occasional flashes are shocking and bright.
　　 The design style is a bit retro.
　　 is like a standard terracotta warrior, heavy and heavy, wrapping the body tightly.
　　 At the moment he is knitting a hat and he has already done most of it.
　　 "Ghost crying wolf howling! The law--"
　　Farth, here is an enclave surrounded by the two-dimensional space, a monk holding an umbrella-a lawless world, without the guidance of the power of stars, a space of disorder and nothingness...
　　 The two of them can only rely on their own magical powers.
　　 The magic elements in the air are very thin, resulting in limited magic power.
　　 Ivey didn't fight back or defend at all, just dodge and deal with it.
　　 All his mind and body are spent on the unfinished half of the hat. Time is really running out, don't bother me, bastard.
　　 "The wolf is running!"
　　 "Worried for evil!"
　　 Two more magics in succession, the power can't even reach one twentieth of the previous one.
　　 These magical attacks on Ivey did not cause a ripple.
　　 His strange clothes seemed unreasonably strong in defense. The neon clothes of dreams woven by the law of representation.
　　 "You two, don't you want to leave here?"
　　 "Brother, does he have a way to leave?"
　　 "There is a way he ran away early, and will wait for us?"
　　 "This method needs the strength of the three of us."
　　 "Brother, listen to what he said?"
　　 "It's the same if you ask him again!"
　　 Ivey was also helpless. Under the attack, his knitting speed dropped to one-third of the original, and he couldn't keep up.
　　The core structure of the Dark Abyss is collapsing, coupled with the excessive and imbalanced soul injection in a short time, it will soon...
　　 Didn't it mean that bad guys died of talking too much?
　　 Under such a shocking scene, neither of these two have the desire to communicate with others?
　　 Give it a try.
　　 "You don't care about your own life, but you also have to take care of your brother's life. Your brother is strong and has a better chance of surviving..."
　　 The two looked at each other.
　　 Xia Liangyao slammed down on the funeral wolf.
　　 The wolf rushed forward. Since the magic is too weak, we will adopt the battle method of Limage.
　　 After a few breaths, Ivey limped left and right, still getting close by the awkward combination.
　　 A Wolverine claw, three bolts of lightning slammed onto the body, and the clothes of law shone with stars, unscathed.
　　 However, the conspiracy stone hammer in Xia Liang's hand, carrying the fire of hell, viciously slammed on his head...
　　 Boom!
　　 A huge hole... appeared in the air, and the darkness around the hole was filled with death.
　　 The space trembled, and the whole world was violent.
　　 Just before the explosion...
　　 Ivey suddenly put the half-finished hat on his head and pulled it hard.
　　 A bank robber's fresh out.
　　 The wolves and Xia Liangao suddenly felt that the black hole was like the barrel of a magic crystal cannon, and at this moment, they were the cannon fodder that was launched. UU reading www. uukanshu. com
　　 can't even keep the body intact.
　　 Early on, Ivey thought that perhaps he could use the soul’s wisps of energy to wind differently to deflect the dark abyss, observe with his super spiritual perception, and finally make the two merge.
　　 This is the only way out.
　　Especially when he realized the law of weaving, he decided to take a gamble.
　　 As for whether you can escape from birth, then, but do good things, don’t ask about your future.
　　How can there be perfect things in life?
　　…………
　　 Li Jianxiang looked gloomy, sitting in a chair without saying a word for two hours.
　　 The people around are like corpses bid farewell, with their heads down and their faces calm, accompanied by motionless.
　　 How long will this feeling of going to the grave last?
　　 Until someone broke the silence.
　　 "Master Jianxiang, Master Minghuo, please." The waiter accompanied him carefully.
　　 419th floor of Tower of Babel, small meeting room.
　　 Minghuo and Catherine are there.
　　 Two hours ago, Li Jianxiang got bad news.
　　 Three hours ago, Minghuo knew everything, to be precise, foreknowledge.
　　 At this moment, Catherine is calculating something with her unparalleled divination.
　　 "Netherfire, are you looking for me?"
　　 "Jianxiang is here..."
　　 Li Jianxiang hates Minghuo's gimmicky look. A person who likes to pretend will not like another person who pretends, especially when he can't be pretended.
　　 "Just tell me what's the matter." Li Jianxiang sat in the center with a grin. He is in a bad mood now and is too lazy to talk nonsense.
　　 "Is the old king of Rogertown still there? I have something to ask him."
　　 "I have been executed, but I don't know who is next?" Will it be me? Li Jianxiang laughed at himself.