The police department is underground, a miracle battlefield.

Spatial faults, wind turbulence, red thunderbolts.

“Enuma Elish。 ”

Heaven and earth are obedient, and the star of opening up.

Real name, release.

Ling Luo's whole body seemed to be lit with a flame of light, and his voice was like a bell.

Faults, wind pressure, turbulence, light, like time standing still, suddenly stopped.

In the next second, the miracle battlefield, the thunderbolt masterpiece.

The bright red thunderbolt light was like thunder, extending from the infinite connection of the sword, shuttling through the space, the poor were far away, and the sea of blood was split.

Like a staff, Ling Luo stabbed lightly.

Wind pressure, space, faults, layers, can't see the form, but can't ignore its power, bright red thunderbolts, clinging to it, the momentum is huge.

It's also a shame that this is a miracle battlefield, not an enchantment or something, otherwise at this moment, it would be a scene where the sky is falling apart.

The blood tendons on Xiao An'an's body have become a kind of shell similar to silkworm chrysalis, but under the light of obedience, the blood tendons can only slowly crack and cannot be resisted.

Just a moment.

The cracked blood tendons were directly shattered, revealing Xiao An'an's body, which was also the first time that the blood tendons showed a weak state.

Within the blood tendons, Xiao An'an has changed more deeply.

The tiny carvings of the twisted Shinto have been completely dispersed, like rose embroidery, with the engraving as the center, red lines, crawling all over Xiao An'an's face.

The head is full of blood, and there is also a tendency to merge, like a film of blood.

At this time, the blood tendons were cracking, and the red lines were spreading along Xiao An'an's neck and towards the demon's bloody hand.

Twisted Shinto is also conscious, knowing that after the body is exposed, it will no longer hide and eat fiercely.

"Hmph"

Seeing this, Ling Luo obediently moved away from his sword.

Red thunderbolts, surging.

The demon bloody hand immediately counterattacked, and it was still a bending knife that humans could not do, enveloping Xiao An's personal defense.

"Shhhhh

An extremely heavy sense of spatial transpiration appeared beside Xiao An'an, and the wind pressure barrier slashed by the blood knife gave birth to an extremely piercing friction sound.

After swinging the knife, the demon blood hand hung the knife upside down, standing in front of Xiao An'an, and countless huge knife lights flashed around Xiao An'an, resisting the power of the thunderbolt wind.

Ling Luo gradually increased his strength, and his obedient sword gradually became stronger.

The wind pressure fault is fierce, and the miracle battlefield seems to be unbearable, and subtle white marks flash.

The red lines finally became unable to withstand the attack and began to shrink.

At the same time, before Ling Luo could further exert his strength, an inexplicable change suddenly appeared.

Xiao An'an, who was staring at him with a hideous expression, suddenly soothed, and finally closed his eyes.

Layers of starlight fell from the sky and fell on Xiao An'an, and a layer of starlight slowly rose on Xiao An'an's body, echoing with the sky and blending with each other.

Xiao An'an's cracked facial features slowly healed in the starlight.

The rose-like red lines are also visible to the naked eye.

Ling Luo didn't know why, but the opportunity was fleeting, he couldn't think too much about it, and the light of obedience was in vain, directly tearing the blood transformation knife light blockade.

The powerful tearing power tore the demon's bloody hand straight through several traces.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, a golden vortex appeared in front of Xiao An'an.

The white jade palm, like a dream, glowing with a light that does not look like the world, stretched out from the whirlpool, touched Xiao An'an's face, and tapped on the tiny mark.

"Po ......"

The slight sound of the bubbles bursting reached Ling Luo's ears, but it was like a heavenly sound.

Ling Luo's expression was cold, the more he was at this time, the more he couldn't relax.

The obedient sword was slowly pressed, and the red light wrapped around Xiao An'an's side, as long as there was movement, he was bound to give a thunderous blow.

In Nalan's hand, the force field flickered,

The Shinto mark on Xiao An'an's face flickered wildly, like a signal light that had been pumped out, constantly stimulating strength and resisting the collapse.

But alas, the time that belonged to it had passed, and within two seconds, the Shinto mark began to dim, and the bright red mark turned black little by little.

"Hiss......"

Like the strange sound of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, Xiao An'an's demon bloody hand also exploded, bursting into pieces of scattered bloody remains, and there was no spirituality.

The Blood Transformation Divine Knife lost its grasp and fell into the sea of blood.

Nalan lit the body of the imprint and walked out of the vortex of golden light, without falling, as if he had absorbed the imprint.

Nalan's face was extremely solemn, and his other hand was slowly raised, and the light in his palm was even more weird.

Bruising on her forehead, Nalan noticed that she seemed to have underestimated the power of the Shinto seal.

In other words, it is to underestimate the power of something in the engraving.

It's not that her Honkai didn't take effect, but that in the Honkai, something new was constantly resurrected in the Honkai.

This resurrected thing, constantly agitating, has a feeling of breaking the shell and being born, which makes Nalan feel terrified, and he can only suppress it with all his strength.

Fortunately, whenever her strength weakened, the starlight in the sky would be stronger, taking away a lot of pressure from her.

For a while, the stalemate fell.

Seeing this, Ling Luo immediately understood that he had encountered a problem.

"Demon Breaker. ”

Ling Luo gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Originally, he had a wide variety of treasures, and in terms of the types of abilities, he was definitely the most extensive, and basically every treasure had its own unique ability.

But the limitation is here, his treasure, which is called a treasure, is always very much linked to magic, and there are very few things that can exert anything outside the magic system.

He can't help this kind of limitations.

Thinking of this, Ling Luo sighed, but the corner of his eyes suddenly swept over, this miracle battlefield.

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, his mind was like lightning streaking across the night sky, and a flash of inspiration appeared.

It occurred to him that the unrepeatable union between 'Please' and the King's Treasure allowed him to fill the King's Treasure infinitely.

So, what about the forces of change?

Can it be combined?

Could there be greater power at the source of the miracles of this era?

Quite possibly.

Ling Luo believed in intuition, just as he had in his previous inferences.

Ling Luo no longer hesitated, if the treasure was not limited to the magic system, then everything about him would change qualitatively.

At least this mark in front of me is a big deal.

The Void Vortex lights up.

A spear, bright red and slender, smelted throughout, and the body of the spear is inscribed, with gorgeous patterns like roses.

The Demon Breaking Red Rose belongs to the glorious face, Dilumudo.

B-rank Noble Phantasm, resident Kinetic Noble Phantasm.

Its attacks, especially effective against objects made of mana, are applied to the armament of magic enhancements, additional abilities, etc., and when they come into contact with this gun, they lose all effect.

To put it bluntly, it is to break the demons.

Such a distinctive treasure should be an incomparably powerful existence with many uses, but when it leaves the magic system, it becomes a chicken rib, analogous to magic.

If you pull out a left-handed person, you won't have the power of the magic system.

Closing his eyes slightly, Ling Luo tried his best to perceive the power of change.

In his mind, he didn't see the altering force appear when he woke up, and he was transformed around a certain organ, so there was only one answer.

The power of change comes from the only place he can't see, on the head.

Gathering his mind, Ling Luo quickly sensed success, the inexplicable power in the center of his eyebrows.

It seems to be sleeping.

Seems to be jumping.

It seems to be changing.

For today's left-minded people, it is still a mystery that cannot be explored.

But no matter what, Ling Luo quickly communicated the power of change, and it was unbelievably smooth.

"Buzz ......"

A pale white mist swirled out from the center of the eyebrows.

Ling Luo groaned slightly, a little incredible.

The difficulty of manipulating the force of change seems to be completely disproportionate to its ultimate power attribute, and there is no common sense that the greater the power, the more difficult it is to manipulate.

Ling Luo was also a little hesitant for a while, after all, in Red Lotus's description, the changing power was too terrifying.

"Knock ......"

However, a strange sound made Ling Luo have to recognize the reality.

Under the double suppression of Starlight and Nalan, the Shinto seal has shown signs of rising again.

The right half of Xiao An'an's face was already swollen and bulging, as if it was about to explode Xiao An'an's head and burst out.

"Humph......"

Ling Luo snorted angrily.

Holding the red rose tightly, and finally hesitating for half a second, Ling Luo picked up the gun, and the pale white mist slowly injected into the body of the gun.

The demon-breaking red rose buzzed and trembled, as if awakened consciousness, and couldn't help herself with excitement.

A trace of mist, the body of the gun is entwined.

The car arrived in front of the mountain and had to be sent.

Ling Luo has a spear flower in one hand, throwing treasures, and he can also do it himself.

"Wow..."

The air exploded, and the Red Rose was thrown.

"Hum..."

It was also at this moment that Nalan couldn't suppress the engraving anymore and was ejected.

Distorts the engraving and turns it black.

The engraving rotated, swarthy and swarthy, and seemed to become a spatial exit.

In the next second, countless black-brown tentacles, pieces of flesh, and mucus piled up from them.

The agitated color is as if it has been infected with a highly toxic poison, and it exposes the black tumors in the air, rotting the muscles.

Begin to pour.

At this time, the red rose also went straight to the source.

Ling Luo lightly pressed the obedient sword, stimulated the strength, and the fault wind pressure came first, smashing the sarcoma-like thing and opening the way for it.

However, as soon as the sarcoma was broken, countless tentacles stretched out and connected again.

It's not that the obedient sword is not strong, but Ling Luo can't be too strong, he has already tried his best to wield the obedient sword, but the fault wind pressure of the obedient sword still injured Xiao An'an.

Helplessly, he is saving people, not killing people, and he can't attack further.

However, the light of obedient departure opened the way, and the red rose still went all the way and stabbed the Shinto seal.

"Roaring ......"

The howl of the beast of despair, the howl of tearing.

After being shot, he looks like a lone wolf at the end of the road.