Heaven in Hell.

A figure flew upside down hundreds of meters like a broken sack, and fell heavily on the wind curtain, the cyan battle armor dimmed a lot, and the dark cyan barrier was slightly dented, making huge ripples.

Wan Yan Zhen'er floated back into the dilapidated cyan platform, a third of which was shattered by Mo Kaize, turning into a cloud of light, and along with it was the ornate throne, which was split diagonally in two by smooth cuts.

With his hands on his chest and a pair of vertical pupils staring at Mo Kaize, Wan Yan Zhen'er said, "It's futile to resist. ”

Breaking free from the barrier with a certain amount of suction, Mo Kaize waved his hand, and the [Dao Sword Dust Crown] that fell down flew back into his hand, and the flickering cyan sword breath returned to stability.

Feeling Mo Kaize's momentum that began to increase again, Wan Yan Zhen'er shook her head helplessly: "Do you still have to make the last struggle?" ”

A pair of eyes were completely filled with cyan light, a short cyan hair was like a hedgehog's thorn erected in fright, and the dark cyan lines faded from the battle armor, spreading along the arm guards towards the [Dao Sword Dust Crown], passing through the inky cyan flat sword handle, the wide sword grid, the slender and straight sword spine, and finally came to the single-grooved sword tip that shone with a faint cold glow.

The power of annihilation converged and compressed, the tip of the sword with a metallic luster changed color, dangerous dust danced on the dark cyan of the dead silence, and the surrounding space showed unstable fluctuations, and even faintly showed signs of fragmentation.

"You can actually condense the power of annihilation, I still underestimate your attainments." After feeling the aura of danger, the casualness on Wanyan Zhen'er's handsome cheeks gradually retracted.

"Dusty!" Mo Kaize shouted, and the [Dao Sword Dust Crown] stabbed forward.

In the loud sound of the sword, the tip of the sword shook slightly, and a little dark cyan dust floated out, the color was dull and silent, like ordinary dust, blowing lightly with the wind.

With this "fragile" blow, Mo Kaize's face turned pale instantly, and his body shook slightly, as if he would not be able to hold on at any time and fell from a height of thousands of meters.

In the face of that inconspicuous dust, Wan Yan Zhen'er looked more serious and attached importance than ever, her hands were closed, and the cyan light flowed out of the jade-like skin like a liquid, and gradually turned into a dark cyan as it converged into the palm of her hand.

The dark cyan dust recognized the tall silhouette and was bound to compete with it, and the space it swept through showed unstable fluctuations, although the fluctuations disappeared after the dust passed, but they really appeared.

Locked by the ethereal aura, Wan Yan Zhen'er knew very well that she couldn't hide from the dust that planned to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

However, she had no intention of hiding, that was not her character, she was going to really have a fight with Mo Kaize, without relying on any external forces, including half of her own child - "Fengshen".

The closed hands were opened, and a little dark cyan light was suspended on the palms, probably feeling the existence of the same level of power, and the light jumped, looking eager to try.

"Go." Wanyan Zhen Eryu sent his hand forward, and the light flew out, catching up with the dust that was not fast.

The moment the millilight appears, the dust changes the target, if there is an emotion, then the dust is undoubtedly angry, the existence of the millilight is a silent questioning and provocation of it, just like a mountain does not tolerate two tigers, even if the other party may be a tigress.

The distance of hundreds of meters was infinitely stretched in front of the two guys who were slow enough to look like a walk, but they were infinitely shortened in the nervous eyes of the two people who were facing each other.

Finally, the two inconspicuous but angry guys slowly bumped into each other, like fighting for the last hug of their brothers before the family property, and they hid knives in their smiles.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering explosion resounded in the sky, and a powerful shock wave swept through the huge space of the eye of the typhoon, and a black hole that could devour everything appeared in the center of the explosion, and a huge suction force erupted, and part of the shock wave was sucked into its stomach.

At this moment, the space was disintegrated and shattered by the terrifying force of annihilation.

Retreating dozens of meters, Mo Kaize hit the wind curtain again, the cracks were densely covered with cyan battle armor, his breath was floating, and the sharp pain spread from his limbs to his brain, and his entire body seemed to be torn apart by the shock wave.

It seems that there is a mysterious power lurking in the world, repairing the broken space.

The black hole disappeared, and the chaotic scene slowly calmed down.

Mo Kaize's vision changed from blur to clear, and his eyes darkened: "Did you lose?" ”

The slender figure was still standing on the cyan platform, with the strength to resist the shock wave, and even protected the platform, Wanyan Zhen'er's condition was obviously much better than him.

The strongest blow still didn't work, and he still lost.

"The donkey skills are exhausted." The delicate jade feet stepped on the table, Wan Yan Zhen'er looked at Mo Kaize expressionlessly, the jade hand was held weakly, and the wind elements converged into a cyan lightsaber.

The wind curtain sucked Mo Kaize, and the suction that was originally unimportant became a great obstacle for him at this moment, and he was exhausted.

Finally breaking free from the suction of the wind curtain, his body swayed in the air, like a kite with a broken string.

"Big brother, I told you a long time ago that the third method won't work, they ...... It's too weak. Wan Yan Zhen'er whispered to herself, her eyes seemed to penetrate the space and entered another world.

The hand holding the inky cyan sword handle cracked a large amount of blood, as if it had been stitched with countless stitches, and the sharp pain was felt visually.

The dim sword breath was repairing the skin, but the turtle in the speed race was still slow, and the dim light indicated that the sword breath was in a very poor state, like a diarrhea patient whose body had been hollowed out.

"It's over." Wanyan Zhen'er's angel's face suddenly became crazy.

Her slender delicate body bowed slightly, stomped on the ground with one foot, and ejected, instantly spanning a distance of hundreds of meters, waving the lightsaber in her hand, and slashing at Mo Kaize's head.

In the face of the iron will of the royal palace, the soul brand is invalid.

Emotional fetters can't restrain the crazy palace, and the brutal nature is exposed.

Mo Kaize closed his eyes, now he no longer has any ability to resist, not even the strength to escape.

Die, only death can be liberated.

Death in her hands can be regarded as a kind of happiness.

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"This is ......" Mo Kaize stared at the scene in front of him incredulously, his eyes wide open.

With the appearance of the pink and gold figure, the world seemed to stand still.

Mysterious and ancient atmosphere, unique revival charm, although it is a more feminine color, but the figure is so upright, so majestic, Yue stood in front of him, as if no matter how violent the wind and rain can be easily blocked.

The will of the Creator permeates the heavens and the earth, exuding the charm of the first birth of heaven and earth.

Under Mo Kaize's stunned gaze, the figure slowly turned, and then there was a strange posture that made him sluggish, and the index and middle fingers that were together flashed with a dazzling pink-gold light towards his chest.

A yang finger? Poke it? Mo Kaize only felt that 10,000 whys popped up in his heart.

The next moment he was poked by a yang finger, he felt it, a warm current was injected into his body, powerful vitality, cracked skin was repaired at an astonishing speed, and his spirit was fully restored, and his strength was like a spring bud that broke the ground.

Almost in a short period of time, his state returned to its peak, and even exceeded!

Mo Kaize was shocked, and looked at the figure in front of him stupidly, but the figure was pink and golden all over his body, and he was completely a light person, and he couldn't see the figure's face clearly.

The pink-gold light casts a veil of mystery over the owner of the figure.

"Way! ...... Strength! It's it! It ...... "Wanyan Zhen'er screamed like crazy, and the madness added a strange charm to the angel's face.

There was a complicated gaze in those beautiful vertical pupils, I couldn't tell whether it was surprise or excitement, or shock, yes, all of them, and excitement, and the strong excitement couldn't be concealed at all, as if a beggar who was about to starve to death suddenly had a table full of men in front of him.

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In the dense space, Yichen was completely stunned, what did he see?

He saw Mo Kaize, and his "one yang finger" was on Mo Kaize's chest.

Just as he turned his head and pointed out the "One Yang Finger", the surrounding scene changed, and Mo Kaize suddenly appeared in front of him, as well as the dark cyan wind curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

"Here it is...... Eye of the typhoon? Dude, you're not in a very good state. Looking at Mo Kaize, whose face was pale, Yichen turned his head to look at the figure on the high platform, "Is she Wanyan Zhen'er?" What's changed? It's so beautiful, isn't it? Mo Kaize, you've hit the jackpot! It's ...... height."

Finding that Mo Kaize's face was ruddy, Yichen stared at him and took a closer look, and finally landed on his "One Yang Finger".

"One Yang Finger still has this effect?" Yichen couldn't help but raise his head and shouted, "Hey, who are you a demon?" ”

"Haha! Haha......" The baby's voice sounded in my head, and there was pride in the cheerful laughter, as if I had been praised by a teacher.

"I really think of myself as a child." Yichen muttered and lowered his head back, and when he saw Mo Kaize looking at him with a stunned look, he immediately withdrew his "Yiyang Finger": "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to poke you, fortunately you are a man, otherwise I would inevitably be slapped." ”

Mo Kaize's eyes did not change because Yichen withdrew his hand.

Yichen waved at him: "He can't hear me?" ”

"Hmm." The baby voice responds.

"It hasn't changed." Yichen touched his face and said, "He can't see my face either?" ”

"Hmm."

"Hahaha, I see, it's role-playing, you're role-playing, aren't you? I'm playing God! ”

"Haha! Haha......" The baby's voice came out with laughter again, but this time it was clearly in a mocking tone.

Ignoring the mischievous voice in his head, Yichen had a playful and sinister smile on his face, a typical villain: "Hey, hey, that's fun." ”

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Mo Kaize's gaze was no longer shocked, he looked at the pink and gold figure in front of him like a fool, and asked straight to Tianling Gai, what kind of strange thing is this?

At first, the figure gave him a sense of not being angry and arrogant, as if a god had descended, but then a move completely changed his opinion.

The figure turned its head to look like a thief stealing something, looking back to see if anyone had been discovered.

The figure waved at him for a while, and then touched his face, he was not blind, and that face was all pink and golden, could he still touch his facial features?

At this moment, the figure moved, put the index finger and middle finger together again, and then turned sharply to point at Wan Yan Zhen'er, the meaning was obvious: Brother, poke her for me!

The sudden turning of the pink-gold figure startled Mo Kaize, and Wan Yan Zhen'er on the other side was also startled, she looked at the pink-gold figure pointing at her with the "Yiyang Finger" in disbelief.

After a long time of not seeing a light burst out of the figure's "One Yang Finger", Mo Kaize's face was strange: "You...... What do you want to do? Your fingers...... You okay? ”

He thought that the "one yang finger" of this "God" had failed.

The pink-gold figure turned around, nodded at Mo Kaize, and then turned around, and the "One Yang Finger" pointed at Wan Yan Zhen'er again.

Mo Kaize understood: "Are you asking me to beat her?" ”

The pink-gold figure nodded slowly, looking like a teachable child, and then moved his body to the side, holding his chest with both hands, meaning: I want to watch a play, give me a beating.

A streamer flashed, and Mo Kaize rushed out, although he was full of curiosity about the pink and golden figure, but he also knew that the top priority was to deal with Fursh, and the "Wind God" was already destroying.

Mo Kaize didn't know that the moment the pink and golden figure appeared, the "Wind God" stopped advancing, as if a supreme god had exerted supreme divine power to freeze the "Wind God".