In the claustrophobic and dark space, there are countless luminaries that are stacked in the shape of pyramids, and if you look closely, you can see countless strange symbols similar to data streams on the surface of those luminaries......

At the top of the pyramid, the luminaries here are significantly many times larger than those at the bottom, and the flow of data inside is noticeably much faster.

Inside one of the luminous objects, it was a small world that looked the size of a province or city in China......

The red air flow gradually drifted away from the bodies of everyone in the prison, forming a red smoke like a streamer, and the end point of the smoke gathering was in the running and drill square located in the center of the prison.

In the center of the square, a red giant egg about seven meters tall slowly expanded and contracted, the same as the strange rhythm, whether it was those new death row prisoners or old prisoners, they were not in the mood to care about the blue light that permeated Fang Qing's body at the moment, their eyes all looked at the red giant egg that looked like the heart of some kind of huge creature, and at the moment when the giant egg appeared, they all felt a convulsion in their hearts, and a manic blood rushed directly to their hearts.

"What is this, dinosaur egg?"

"Damn, there's always a palpitation in my heart when I see that thing, what the hell is that. ”

Although it was not clear what the heart-like red giant egg was, the huge aura that emanated from it suppressed all the death row prisoners like natural enemies.

It is a kind of instinct that is high up, just like a rabbit seeing a goshawk, whether it is the perpetrator or the abused person just now, all of them have lost their due courage in front of this existence like a natural enemy, even if they are fierce death row prisoners in their bones, they are all looking like two trembling eyes, and the newcomers who have a little suicidal thoughts under the bullying of the old people just now buried their heads deep in their arms, and the suicidal thoughts that had just risen before were also thrown to Java.

“......”

The azure waves gradually began to converge in front of Fang Qing, like a stream of water, forming a muddy human form that could not see the face and limbs clearly, and then the muddy human form began to solidify inside...... Bones, muscles, blood vessels, skin, and clothes finally combined into a long-haired black girl about the same age as Fang Qing, this girl's face is very delicate, but there is always a sense of weirdness that does not look like a mortal on its own.

You must know that people need vitality to live, not only human beings, as long as they can breathe and move, there will be qi and blood, the difference is the difference between more and less.

After the angel clone recondensed, Fang Hong immediately began to have a large number of surroundings, and was slightly relieved to see that his sister was not injured.

He raised his right hand, and a spear formed by the power of pure angels condensed in her hand, Fang Hong took the spear he had just made and turned two spear flowers, and then handed it to Fang Qing beside him.

"Fang Qing, this is for you, you should be able to use a gun!"

Of course they will use it, what Fang Hong and Fang Qing learned is Xingyi Boxing, Xingyi Boxing is called Gun Boxing, and generally Xingyi Quan cultivators go back to practice spear skills, their spear skills are actually half a catty, in fact, Fang Qing is a cut higher than Fang Hong.

In fact, Fang Hong's words were just used to fool her sister, so that she must not associate herself with the name Fang Hong, after all, it is okay to pretend to be a sister in front of outsiders, Fang Hong is thick-skinned and not afraid of being said, but if he leaks it to his sister and his father, Fang Hong feels that he will definitely be beaten to death by his father......

But Fang Qing didn't even feel the slightest bit of blood in the girl who appeared strangely in front of her, it should be a lifeless thing, but she was real, this unknown weird girl was not so much like a human being, but more like a puppet made by a witch in a fairy tale. (PS: The Rose Girl is very beautiful!)

"This is nature. ”

Although Fang Qing was a little inexplicable, she didn't feel hostility from the angel clone's body, so she took the sharp spear made of crystal from her hand.

The spear was cold, the nails tapped twice on the barrel of the gun, and it actually emitted a certain sound, Fang Qing couldn't tell what kind of sound it was, it was the eighth sound different from the 'seven vowels', just sounding like it alone was full of a strange magic.

In an instant, Fang Qing felt a chill spread from the top of his head directly through his body to his feet, and his somewhat confused spirit also instantly sobered up, Fang Qing really paid attention to this blue spear, this weapon actually had a strange effect similar to magic.

"Who the hell are you, such a valuable weapon...... Why the hell?"

Fang Qing didn't feel the aura of natural enemies emanating from the giant egg because she was wrapped in the power field formed by the power of the angel, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her beautiful eyebrows as she looked at the death row inmates curled up beside her.

"I'm your brother's friend, and I've been asked by him to protect you. ”

Fang Hong knew that he didn't have much time, the aura of the angel was as bright as a candle in the darkness for this information layer space where ghosts spread, he stared at the constantly beating red giant egg not far away, and explained in the shortest language: "Your brother is here to carry out a mission, but he is worried about your safety, so he has placed teleportation coordinates on your body, and asked me to protect you urgently when you are in danger." ”

Although he had learned from Retilly's mouth that there were ghost king-level ghost creatures in this space that could rival transcendent existences, Fang Hong had never seen them before after all. Now the angel clone is staring at the heart-like red giant egg, she can feel that there is a huge force like a volcano in the red giant egg, and countless dense cyan veins are constantly running black liquid, presumably there should be a ghost king in this giant egg!

If you didn't guess wrong, it was precisely because of the stimulation of the power of angels that this ghost king would wake up in advance.

The angel is divided into his mind and mind, although he will not be afraid of a transcendent ghost king who has just been born, but in the same way, the problem that plagues the deity is also bothering her, this kind of imitation of the demon god's creation to get the information layer interface is not as real as the real world, it is very fragile, and any attack that exceeds the upper limit will destroy the rules of the neat arrangement.

The problem is here, Fang Qing's life has been inserted into this information layer space, if the angel clone and the hatched ghost king are at war, then this information layer space is bound to collapse completely, and the angel clone is not as kind as the deity.

Other people don't die, as an angel, she doesn't really care, but as Fang Hong's main consciousness, she can't let Fang Qing face a life and death crisis, after all, no matter what, she and he are both living in the world as 'Fang Hong', a human being.

"Take this weapon and stay out of here as long as I can find a solution to the problem. ”

There is only one way to solve the problem, that is, to let the deity who is far away in the interface of the information layer of the 'King Game' continue, use the World Dao to assimilate this space, and then obtain its management authority in order to completely liberate the 'players' who are bound in the information layer, but before that, it will be necessary to sacrifice the angel clone.

Thinking quickly about the question, the angel clone slowly narrowed his eyes as he watched the beating red giant egg that became more and more obvious...... The power of pure angels gradually gathered, ready to turn into the power of the ban.

"My power is too obvious for this space, and for some reason, I can't kill it yet, and when this guy is born, I will use my body to temporarily seal it, and then you can get away from here quickly!"

Fang Qing had never met for no reason, she looked at this black waist-length long-haired girl who she had never seen before, the same as a doll, although what the other party said was plausible, but Fang Qing instinctively wanted to believe what she said...... Yes, she didn't even have the slightest suspicion.

This situation, for Fang Qing, only exists between family members, Fang Qing didn't believe that she would be so naïve, just when she wanted to say something......

"Let's go, that thing is out!"

The giant egg shattered, and the thick red mist filled the entire prison with bursts of blood, and the people who were occasionally soaked in the fog were swallowed by some unknown existence in an instant, whether it was a death row prisoner or a prison guard, the red mist drifted by, leaving only a few intact clothes fluttering with the wind......

After reminding Fang Qing, the angel clone immediately deployed the sealing magic according to the conditions that should be in place at this moment.

In the case of angels, because they themselves do not have to create angels and temples through imagination like ordinary Crucidian magicians, the magic they leave behind is called 'angelic magic'.

“Reincarnation， pray， God gave the child， please sing hymns of the Archangels。 ”

“The devil is singing in the prison， but the lambs are no longer lost。 ”

The sound of singing gradually became clear in everyone's ears, and in their imagination, an angel with boundless divine light, holding lilies, walking barefoot on the road in a silk dress, scarlet wings exuding the brilliance of life, and the darkness in front of him was replaced by light.

The light retracted, and everyone looked in unison towards the center of the prison.

I saw a huge blue angel hundreds of meters tall floating quietly in mid-air, three pairs of crystalline wings flickering gently, and the perfect eyes of the angel were tightly closed, suppressing all the rich red mist in the 'enchantment'-like thing.

"Reincarnation, blessings, O God-given child, please sing the hymn of the Archangels. Fang Qing muttered in his mouth.