The picture returns to the bamboo garden again.

Min hurriedly took the lead and stood on the edge of the bamboo forest with other human races, and he was also the first to walk out of the crowd, from his back, he couldn't feel any magic fluctuations, and when he raised the firewood knife, he instantly felt a ripple in the space.

The ink droplets that were constantly flying in the air quickly gathered towards the firewood knife, as if they wanted to devour it as much as possible, and in just three seconds, the firewood knife was mostly wiped out, and the momentum in the dark did not weaken, Min hurriedly stretched out his hands and slashed the two firewood knives horizontally.

When the firewood knife comes out of his hand, the black ink that has gathered in the past also follows the turn, where the firewood knife is, the black ink is there.

"How did he do it, was it that kind of attack?"

Zheng Ming looked at his hands in a daze, he would also attack in a hurry, if so, does that mean that he can also do it.

"Adolf, help me pull a bamboo branch up!" Zheng Ming immediately shouted as soon as he thought of it.

Although Adolf did not understand Zheng Ming's intentions, he did so, and with a swing of his tail, he fished out a large handful of bamboo branches from the flood below.

Zheng Ming took one of it and pinched it in his hand, his brain was empty for a while, and he began to simulate the kind of busy technique.

As a professional killer, Yingmo was very sensitive to the fluctuations around him, and when Zheng Ming made these actions, he suddenly turned his head to look at it.

I saw that the bamboo branch came out of his hand and sprinted out of the barrier, and the target was the "cobweb" that was spreading in the sky.

When the bamboo branch comes to the enveloping range of the "cobweb", countless inks gather towards it, and it is only to be wiped out only when it is sucked.

It seems that this is really the case.

Now it turns out that he finally knows why Min Busy is doing this, with his ability alone, it is simply not enough to fight against this black ink, but if there are dozens of people like him, then it has to be said separately.

It's just that there is often a big discrepancy between reality and ideas.

Soon he discovered that after the bamboo branches were destroyed, the ink in the sky spread towards the barrier at a faster speed, and even the nearest black ink was selectively floating in this direction.

"What did you do!" Shadow Mo's face was a little cold, and his manifestation was that two rays of light in the black mist shrank into a ball because of this phenomenon.

Where can Zheng Ming explain, he obviously learned according to Min Bus's practice.

Who knows, after he caught a glimpse of Min Busy, he was immediately shocked!

It turned out that after throwing out the firewood knife, Min quickly picked up the stone from the ground and threw it out in the same way, and the stone disappeared in an instant, and he himself attracted countless ink.

The clothes on his upper body were gone, revealing strong muscles, which were stained with black ink again, and those muscles disappeared with them, leaving only two arms dancing in the air.

He did this with dozens of Terrans behind him, and the result was the same.

Until now, where does he still not understand that he has done a stupid thing, but how to escape, where to escape?

This barrier is the only area that can withstand the devouring of these black inks now, and there is no way to escape, but to watch those black inks descend.

Fortunately, after the ink droplets fell, they seemed to touch some thin film at the boundary of the enchantment, and they were stopped by Shengsheng, and the ink droplets smashed on it and splashed a burst of ink, and then more and more, these black droplets seemed to consciously hit the enchantment.

There was less and less vision to see outside, and the only remaining arms could be seen dancing on the shore until the ink drops blackened the edges of the barrier. Nine-zero look

There was no sound outside, all of them seemed to be sealed in a black shroud, and no light could shine through the black ink.

"What did you just do. In the darkness, the voice of shadow ink sounded around him.

"I was careless, I'm sorry. Zheng Ming also knew that he was at fault for this matter, and then turned behind him, "Momo, you grasp Adolf's scales, it's dark around, you can't see it, don't fall down." ”

"Got it, I'll take care of myself. Momo's voice came from behind him.

Gu Yi and Tang Lao didn't speak, they hadn't even figured out what happened and how it happened.

"Ah, Ben Long doesn't want to die, the master hasn't even found a male dragon for Ben Long and died like this, it's a big loss!"

Only Long Xin was shouting loudly there, and he didn't know whether the dragon red on the left was or Long Zi, only that it must be Long Hong and Long Zi trying to cover his mouth.

"What now?" Adolf knew best what Zheng Ming had just done, and his voice kept echoing when he asked.

In the invisible place, Zheng Ming didn't answer in a hurry, he just vaguely grasped a feeling, where did he seem to have seen this kind of picture.

Slowly close his eyes, hold his breath and concentrate, and sink his mind completely into his heart, carefully looking for the feeling that familiarizes him.

In this case, the black substance seemed to become darker in his perception, but even he didn't know what this black was, but there was no other feeling for this.

Seeing that Zheng Ming didn't reply, Adolf asked two more times, and it could feel that Zheng Ming was still on its back, but wondered why Zheng Ming ignored it.

As soon as this doubt appeared, it faintly felt that a pair of eyes were watching it, and when it paid close attention, it felt that this sense of surveillance was everywhere, as if it was not just watching it, but the whole space was under this kind of surveillance.

After all, Adolf is an existence that has turned into a dragon, and he quickly figured out where this feeling came from, and he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly, "You add magic to your perception and weave a net in your mental space." ”

"Imagine spreading this net in all directions, touching the surrounding enchantment with a mesh of consciousness and magic. ”

Zheng Ming did so after hearing this, and the feeling of "pitch blackness" became stronger and stronger, and later he felt more like he had entered another space.

He knew what this place was!

In the slumbering memory, once he was here!

Such a thought was born, and the surrounding "pitch black" feeling disappeared in an instant, gradually turning into a solid dark space, still without light, and even his own physical body could not perceive, only an ethereal consciousness remained.

"Little one, here you go again. An old man's voice rang out.

"Who are you!!

After hearing this, the old man was silent at first, and then said flatly, "I am nothing, I am this space, and I am also the one who saved you in Mtrance." ”

"It's you!" Zheng Ming was shocked, and quickly suppressed his emotions again, "I have encountered a very bad thing now, a lot of black ink suddenly appeared in the sky, can you save me." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man replied, "Save you, what's in it for me?"

The voice sounded a little playful.

Zheng Ming felt strange, this voice did sound familiar, but it gave him a slightly different feeling.