Rolling through the void is turbulent, across the void is the stars like the sea, walking out of the realm is alone, looking at a distortion in the bright galaxy, it is as if it was seduced, and took a step straight into the unknowable place.

He rubbed shoulders with someone, who looked at him in surprise, and then grinned with white teeth.

Ao Buregret looked at the front of him expressionlessly, and did not have the slightest intention of intersecting with that person.

He didn't like the man's teeth, which were as white as dry bones in the wind and sand.

Stepping into the space of the sea of stars to open up the world and the earth, it is enough to use a long time to wear away the stars to ashes, and there is no way to hinder Ao Buregret's actions, this world is not as solemn as he thought, on the contrary, the crepe crepe is like the kind of paradise described in the book, the ink-colored landscape and ink-colored sea, and even the birds and beasts are all gray-black rendering, quiet and terrifying.

Ao Buregret looked at this place carefully, and did not pay attention to the faint figure between the mountains and rivers first.

"There is such a quiet place between heaven and earth, if it has always existed, why I have not seen it until now, and I have stepped into it. ”

This is a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence or an exclamation sentence.

"It's so beautiful, do you still want to live with me?" the gray guy turned around, not looking like a human at all.

Are you human, or are you ......

"It doesn't matter if I'm human or not, but you, who came so early, for. ”

"I don't know, I thought you knew. Ao Buregret's brows furrowed slightly.

"I don't know. The guy shrugged: "You don't even know who I am, come to me and ask me what you are doing here, are you here to find fault?"

Ao Buregret's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he really didn't know why he came here, and he had never seen this person at all, but he was half cordial, a little close, and he walked over, rippling step by step from the world, ascending to the sky, passing through the sky curtain, and crossing the galaxy.

"I think he is familiar with that person just now. ”

The guy who had been busy working at the foot of the mountain sighed lightly: "Isn't it all the guys who have blood flowing in their bodies, you see they are all familiar? What's wrong, I don't have blood at all, why did you come here." ”

Knocking on his head, the young guy clutched his long hair and pondered.

"You really know where my roots come from, please give me some advice. As usual with pride, even if there is a request for others, I still can't lower my head, I still can't bend down, some basic feelings seem to have been ground up in the past years by the whole dispute, and even the basic smile is invisible.

"That's what you've always begged for. The man who couldn't stand Ao Buregret's cold temperament paused like a deflated ball, and then slowly straightened his waist and put down the pen: "Protect your eyes, it will hurt you." ”

He turned around so fast, so fast that Ao Buregret didn't react at all and met the dark pupils, the pinprick pain had just been accepted by the eyeballs, and the more terrible pain occupied his mind, Ao Buregret's face changed slightly, he took a half step back, closed his eyes tightly, but behind the wide robe, there was a bloody hideous true dragon leaning out of half of his body, staring at the man like a great enemy.

"I have more things hidden in my eyes than yours, so I don't let you see them, because I am afraid of ruining the karma of the six realms of reincarnation that you hide in your eyes, you have lived for more than 100,000 years, although you are still a child, but time is really running out, what do you want, the Throne of Hell, the Blood Banner? Or, what do you want to know. ”

I want to know. Ao Buregret's eyes were sore, and the stinging pain had disappeared, but the impact in the sea of consciousness still did not stop, the heavy ink mass obscured the bright light over the Soul Eater Sea, the ink rain poured down, and countless ink dragons roamed and collided in the Soul Eater Sea, savagely visiting Ao Buregret's 100,000 years of memory.

"You often say that the second son is an idiot, why aren't you an idiot?" The man's eyebrows were instantly clear and instantly majestic, sweeping away the previous laziness, the ink-colored world was surging, at this moment, it seemed that Fang was the true color of heaven and earth, the landslide and water surged, the birds and beasts walked, the waves rushed up the cliff, and the giant beasts probed from the bottom of the sea, all of which were ink-colored, and the edges moved with the wind and were not solid.

Take ink as your life, and paint your soul with your brush.

"That's the case, why didn't the Chaos Awakening destroy it with one blow, why did the Great Wilderness have such strong people as clouds dying generously under the shattering of the barbarian sky, why do you want the twelve peerless beasts to be shattered one after another, you also deserve to call me an idiot!" The blood dragon's sharp twisting roar pierced into this side of ink, and viscous red blood poured out from his body, and the ink dragon wandered in the sea of consciousness and looked at him, and the blood dragon soaked this place with blood, devouring everything!

You don't know how much of a Blood Fiend you look like at this moment, disgusting, disgusting.

The man stretched out his right hand and shook it lightly, the black qi left Ao Buregret's seven orifices and returned to the air, and suddenly pulled out a smile to see Ao Buregret trying to invade his consciousness and steal his memory, his pale face was sickly, he had no soul, naturally no life, he had memories, but Ao Buregret couldn't find it.

"The blood strip is stored in the burial ground of your ancestor emperor, and I don't know the whereabouts of the Prison Throne, if you go to find it, it will come to you, don't you want to know more important things?" The man tilted his head to look at Ao Buregret, who was still struggling to see his eyes: "For example, who am I?"

Ao smiled without remorse, there is no need, who is who is no longer necessary for him, only those who can be devoured by him alive, he is willing to stop for a moment, this thing...... There is no interest at all.

"Live in your own little void, and may you never see again, your disgusting thing. Ao Buregret's face turned pale, even in the face of this kind of irresistible existence just by looking at it, he was still disrespectful, his waist was no longer straight, but it didn't mean that he would be more humble in the face of his dignity that could already be called eternal.

The heavy flames wrapped Ao Buregret, and the tyrannical roar directly crashed into the ink world and took him away.

"Ember Yi, you're blaming me...... Don't you help him?" The man's smile froze, and the sound was clearly a unicorn roar still echoing, as if he saw the silent man back then, with his chest open, bleeding profusely, holding a knife and begging him to suppress the chaos for a breath, but he was as stingy as he was, and he didn't even bother to respond, and even stopped him from attacking the smiling young chaos.

The barbarian horn is naturally a barbarian horn, the name barbarian is unreasonable, the blunt blade directly pierces the abdomen, and the barbarian ember who burns his soul takes a step and smashes the mountains and rivers to cut the barbarian sky with a knife, and the nascent chaos is torn in half with him, with only one knife, the ember form is destroyed, and the twelve absolute beasts are divided to attack again.

His life can only be covered in two words.

Offensive.

The simple and kind Barbarian Ancestor never showed resentment from beginning to end.

He knew that if he didn't like it, he would break his spine, and if he didn't have a spine, he would just take the horn in his hand and split it in half.

Ao Buregret came inexplicably, and he took it for granted, in his opinion, in fact, this trip, it is better not to come.

It is not necessary to go in and observe all magnificent golden halls.

Not to mention a gray landscape painting.