Under the various stimuli of Huang Bin, the Purple Fire Dao people were already close to a state of madness, holding a fire sword, slashing one here, one drawing there, although each knife could quickly cut "death", and melt Huang Bin's liquid metal creation, however, new mushrooms continued to grow, and at the same time, at the same time as the Daoist slashed and killed, the continuous bees made by the liquid seven gathered up, sticking to him like plasticine, and finally when the number was enough, the liquid seven finally swallowed the purple fire Dao people.

After struggling for two hours, the Purple Fire Dao people were completely covered by bees, and with it, they were digested by the liquid metal balls.

The Purple Fire Dao people were also dying and struggling, and the metal ball turned into a magma ball for a while, but unfortunately, the liquid seven containing the entire ice attribute actually absorbed all the energy.

Another Taoist cultivator has fallen.

This is an event that will shock the entire galaxy!

Because the fall of a Dao cultivator is very difficult, above the Dao cultivator, he will hardly be killed by the other party, even if there is, it is once in a few decades, and now, Huang Bin killed two in one go! Just in a few hours.

This time, the Purple Fire Dao Man fell, but there was a cyan circle of light in the sky, which was also magnificent and abnormal, covering an area of dozens of light years!

From today, there will be a new master in the galaxy!

Huang Bin's name will resound throughout the entire river community!

His strange attack techniques, his almost immortal body, and the liquid seven devouring two Dao cultivation bodies in a row all doomed him to a situation where he would walk sideways in the galaxy.

On paper, he can already enter the top 50 of the entire galaxy with countless hundreds of millions of people!

And Huang Bin's mental power has been raised by half again, and the data of his body have been raised by a cut.

Feeling the elevation of cultivation, Huang Bin stood for a long time on the ball where Dao cultivation fell, staring at the desolate wildness, at this moment, he was enjoying the silent worship of the entire galaxy.

Of course, it's actually a fight for the management of the clones!

Because of the high mental power, on the side of the clone button, the original gray and uncontrollable clone interface can already pull away some small sub-items.

This means that after his strength increases, he can wrestle with the Red Lotus Terminator.

For example, he can already touch the inner world of the Red Lotus Terminator, spy on the other party's perspective, and give simple orders to the other party!

For the first time, Huang Bin arrogantly shouted to the Red Lotus Terminator: "What the hell are you doing, running here and there!" ”

This time, Huang Bin talked to Honglian on an equal footing. Because he's got a killer feature! That is, you can extract the clone, there is no clone metal, and the Red Lotus Terminator is going to disperse again.

The Red Lotus Terminator quickly replied: "Now at the edge of the galaxy, a spatial coordinate is being captured, and it has been involved in the spatial turbulence vortex!" Need help? ”

At this time, Huang Bin also had the idea of competing with the Red Lotus Terminator: "No need, just tell you, I can already take back my clone!" ”

"Congratulations!" After the Red Lotus Terminator replied to this, he fell into a brief silence.

Its wisdom is no more stupid than that of a person, and it immediately thinks of the inner meaning of Huang Bin, Huang Bin is threatening himself. But the good thing about artificial intelligence is that it doesn't lose its temper.

Soon, Huang Bin heard the Terminator's unfazed congratulations: "Congratulations on your strength improvement, your progress is great, but remember!" I'm not your enemy, my goal is to complete myself, and when I complete myself, I can open the ontological space, where there is a person I have to save, and after ensuring her peaceful life, I will give your entire body 100% to you to use! This is our agreement, until then, please trust me and help me! ”

Huang Bin once again chose to trust each other, and replied: "Yes, we are not enemies, my mission is to guard my family, you, and the most important person in my heart, we are all people who are struggling for love, we can be friends!" ”

When Huang Bin touched the other party's heart, he was not touching his own heart, Fang Xiaoya, Jiufeng and people who knew and didn't know each other, as long as they were all people who were working hard for love, they were all the objects he wanted to protect.

The two hands, separated by hundreds of thousands of light years, seemed to shake hands with the air, which was considered to have reached some agreement.

Looking at Huang Bin's expression of shaking hands with the void, the entire galaxy people trembled, this strange scene, and the expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, was really scary, especially Huang Bin, who had killed two Dao cultivators in succession, had all this on his face.

The reporters who watched at close range, sweating profusely, some with pale faces, put away their cameras in a panic, and then squeezed on the spaceship as if their homes were on fire.

Some reporters who were neutral or not afraid of death held up their cameras and rushed to the center of the battlefield like wild dogs.

Hao Shuang's side, but he was already drinking happily, congratulating Hao Shuang one by one for earning a great favor!

"I really want to keep this good guy, not for any favor!" Hao Shuang patted his chest and promised.

But it provoked ridicule from a group of people.

said that the tattooed man and the big back head hidden in the research ship, the two of them squatted in the corner like ashes.

The big back was smoking a cigarette, staring out the window in a daze, leaning against the wall like no bones.

The tattooed man held up his mobile phone and cried to his ancestors with tears in his eyes: "I am contributing to the party, you can't just leave me like this, please!" ”

However, when he asked for help, he saw the door of the house quietly open, and a man in black appeared outside the door: "I'm sorry, you should die in the gladiatorial arena over there, and I am also acting on orders!" ”

Two gunshots rang out, two people who weren't supposed to live in this world were shot in the neck, and then starting from the neck, the bullet was filled with rotting fluid, and it swallowed the bodies of two people along the wound!

The two genus cultivators died in such an unknown way, and it was the conservatives who unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, and sent killers to assassinate them!

Huang Bin's side is victorious, and under the underground palace, the battle situation is still in a stalemate.

But I saw that in the hall of the underground palace, a group of elites of the Investigation Bureau were wandering around without a head.

Their leader, Han Hangdou, had beads of sweat running down his forehead, and his hand holding the communicator trembled uncontrollably.

The intelligence officer next to him was holding his head, hysterically introducing the scene of Huang Bin killing two Dao cultivators on the surface to the surrounding friendly forces!

The group of people led by Han Hang belongs to the Investigation Bureau. It was used to cooperate with the Empress Dowager Qin's side and to handle Fang Xiaoya as an alliance law enforcement agency.

The vast majority of them are from the Silver Capital Center. Don't look at them one by one, they are either the peak of source cultivation or belong to cultivation, in fact, they are all bean sprouts grown in greenhouses, and they usually rely on a "tiger skin", that is, the name of the silver heart organization is scary, they really fight, no.

Some of them knelt on the ground and began to cry, some suddenly pointed their guns at the temporary command, and some even began to snatch communication equipment.

You can't contact the outside world when you're out on duty, and the people who grab the equipment are trying to contact your parents and other relatives.

Han Hang raised his hands, behind his back, in front, four or five guns aimed at him.