Good go, everybody. ”

The boss was expressionless as he spoke, not knowing whether he was happy or unhappy.

Hurry up and go, Lao Tzu is in a hurry to rub the cards.

As usual, after everyone flew up in the air and plunged into the shattered sky, Yexi and the others set off.

Flying into the air, Wang Ziliao looked back, and the gray and yellow turtle eyes were still looking at him.

Ming Chan also glanced coldly.

After everyone flew away, the turtle slowly sank into the water, as if it hadn't seen anything.

The boss smiled coldly: "There is no turning back in the world, I can't turn back, and you can't turn back." ”

Yexi lay on the back of no return, penetrated the sky, only to see a void shining stars in the dark, cautiously reached out his hand, did not move, stretched out his arm, still did not move, overjoyed, jumped down and stood beside him, still unharmed.

"No return, do you see, I can stand in the void, I can stand in the universe."

The forces of the universe no longer strangle her virus.

At the same time, I have a mysterious feeling, I will be fine if I don't release the virus, but if there is a change, I still have to die.

So, be nice.

Wugui looked at her with a smile, Yexi happily stretched out her arms and kicked her legs, what did she think, and asked Xiao Baobao and the others.

"It's void, there's no air, how long can you hold out?"

Xiao Baobao looked at the person in front of him: "No problem, the spiritual power is enough." The ink wilderness should not be far away. ”

That's fine.

The spiritual power is running wildly, resisting the power of the void that oppresses from all directions, and it is not easy.

In addition to the Returnless Phoenix Slaughter, and Night Creek.

The no-return phoenix slaughter is obviously at ease, and Yexi is still a layman in addition to avoiding the crisis of the virus, and he can't feel anything, and he can't feel it even more if he has no return.

I don't know how long it flew, it seemed like a day, it seemed like a month, or it was longer, or it was shorter.

"Here we are." There is no way back.

Yexi was depressed, she was still blind, but she couldn't see what the people in the same boat were in front of.

Passing through the boundary wall, Nightbrook blinked, really, very unfeeling.

Empty: "I don't feel it, it's so easy?" ”

Cangzhi: "This is the Waste Realm." ”

Sora: "Have you been to the Wasteland before?" ”

Cangzhi: "Well, I went to my father once, but I didn't stay for a few days, and I was locked in the house and not allowed to go out." So, I don't remember anything anymore. But the walls of the Wasteland are indeed as weak as a sieve, and anyone can easily pass through them. ”

After entering the ink wilderness, my eyes were blue and white, and as I descended, I gradually saw the situation inside, uh, this is like... Something eats up the dirt, and only a piece of the stone skeleton remains... Rockery Continent.

There are potholes and holes everywhere.

The information that Xiao Baobao got was that the sky of the ink barren was not the sky, but the stone frame. The people here live in stones, and almost no one moves on the surface except for coming and going.

Nightstream: "So, where are we going to stay?" ”

At first glance, it was full of the same scrawny stones, and there was no difference.

Xiao Baobao: "Look at the people in front, it seems that they are deliberately far away before falling, let's fly farther away and then go in." ”

Fly farther, see a larger stone cave, a group of people fell in, below is the passage, the interior is relatively smooth, obviously people often go in and out, follow the traces to the inside, zigzag about fifty or sixty meters later, the surroundings are bright, as if entering another layer of heaven and earth.

Everyone fixed under the stone wall, the white clouds around them, looking back, tsk, it is really enough, the sky outside is useless, so they use the stone shell to make a layer of heaven by themselves, and I don't know whether this layer of special stone is originally there or the people here pasted it, blue and blue, from a distance it looks like a blue sky, and it is quite transparent.

The sky is fake, but the clouds are real, floating one by one, blown by the wind, just the right amount to cover the void in the "sky".

And the earth, in fact, is underground, far away from the "sky", and the pieces are divided like a chessboard.

And most of them are green.

Yexi smiled: "Just looking at it, it looks like a pastoral in the world." ”

It looks beautiful.

Actually, they are waiting to experience it for themselves.

Soon, the first wave came.

It is the nature of most people to live in groups, even if they are wicked. And the ink is special, I don't know which one or which ones are so idle that they feel that life here is boring and not exciting enough, so they smuggled some species and transported them over, and they will die if they don't play with them.

Since then, there has been no outlier in the realm of ink wilderness.

And those green areas with a lot of area below, hehe, no man's land, all the plants in it eat meat.

I saw a tall city from afar, separated from the green forest by a barren area, flew over, and before it could fall outside the city, suddenly from the hole in the tall city wall that suddenly opened, a group of ... Cattle come.

That's right, cow.

"That's not a mortal cow?" Night Creek opened her eyes wide and looked at the strangeness.

Nonsense, of course it's not a cow in the mortal world, which cow in the mortal world can fly? Cowhide? That's what you have to blow.

But that group of flying cows, from the outside, is an ordinary green cow in the mortal world.

In the middle, the largest green ox rode on the back of a man, wearing a green scholar's robe, the corner of the robe tucked into a belt, and holding a flute in his hand, which was horizontal to his lips.

Ye Ximo, this brother, do you want to ask where the restaurant is?

The scholar man blew the notes, and the herd of flying cattle separated left and right, up and down, as if they were going to surround their group.

"Up."

Nightbrook rushed at a cow first, smashing his fist into the cow's head.

Others are not far behind to catch cattle and start.

The scholar man was stunned and forgot to play for a while.

"Stop! Stop! ”

It's a pity, who will listen?

The cows were smashed down as raindrops.

The man was in a hurry, waved his fist, and finally saw the flute held in his fist, blew it, and recalled the flying cow.

It's just that the group of people in front of him are shameless, and the flying bulls have all withdrawn behind him, and they are still chasing and killing.

Before he could figure out which one to stop, the air was clean, and only him and the one under his ass were left.

The murderer surrounded him.

How? Do you still want to kill him?

Furious: "Where did you come from, bastard! Do you understand the rules! ”

Kongkong was curious: "Isn't the rule of the ink wilderness a fist?" Our fists are harder than yours. ”

Small fists are waving, shining brightly.

The man choked, swallowed hard, and gritted his teeth: "New here, right?" I am the protector of Mocheng, and anyone who wants to enter Mocheng must first register with me. ”

Looking at everyone's wide eyes, he sneered: "That's right, Feiniu is the soldier under my command, and it is the normal procedure for entering the city." You dare to kill the soldiers of Mocheng and my cattle, hehe. ”

After a hehe, black qi came out of his neck, forming a strange pattern and climbing up to his face.

Is this going to be transformed?

Whoa—

The scholar who is transforming is in a hurry, and he is overwhelmed to catch the attacks from all directions - the magic crystal?

The pattern stops below the nose.

"What do you mean?"

"Meaning." Xiao Baobao smiled, full of evil spirit: "Don't say anything about normal procedures, don't say anything, you didn't beat us up, we are newcomers, it's better to kill the ghost idea of making a windfall at once." ”

“...”

"Buy your flying cow and the way into town."

The scholar was silent, in fact, the flying cow is very easy to raise, and the death of dozens or one hundred cows is not a loss, but if you let it go like this, will it be very faceless?

"Please."

Face or something, it's useless in the ink wilderness, as long as you can fight, anyone will give you face. can't beat it, it's not uncommon for people to shine their shoes with face.

The combat power of this group of people... Intuition tells yourself, don't mess around.

Xiao Baobao suddenly changed his smiling face like a spring breeze: "The general is generous, look at the time and no one else is coming, it is better to give a thin face to the next one, please drink." ”

The scholar looked at him fixedly, his eyes were sharp, and he suddenly smiled: "Okay." ”