Click.

Four fingers interlaced.

An invisible spiritual machine spread silently like a cloud of mist, directly enveloping a radius of tens of meters centered on the photo.

Han Baiyi looked at him expressionlessly.

The tall scattered bones showed a hideous smile at this time.

He has worked with the photo a few times, although this guy is nervous and stupid, but his ability is really tough.

After taking the photo, he straightened up, and his face, which had just laughed wildly, was already calm, and even revealed a bit of indescribable majesty and indifference.

He looked at Han Baiyi quietly:

"I don't know why you were chosen as the apocalypse by the 'demon'. But now that you're in my panorama photo, there's nowhere to escape. ”

"Within this panoramic photograph, I have the right to modify and tear up all the photographs. Here, you may be cut in half, you may be twisted into a twist, or you may become a woman. ”

"I can make you suffer all the torture here, and I can also make you live forever and die forever."

"So, why don't you talk to me...... How did you get the Apocalypse? ”

The photo raised his head slightly, and his voice was cold.

"You are the first human I know to be the object of the apocalypse."

Don't look at him just laughing like a psycho, but as I said before, half-demons are a group of 'monsters' who are absolutely sane and will do anything to evolve themselves.

All their abnormalities stem from the collapse of their three views and the distortion of their minds.

Scattered bones grinned: "What nonsense are you talking to him!" Beat him down first, and then he will definitely be able to recruit the pants he is wearing today. ”

Han Baiyi glanced at him.

The old lady who had been squinting and observing was shocked.

"Be careful!"

"Bang ———"

The two fists collided, and there was a loud sound like a sledgehammer wheel, which shook the minds of everyone around.

However, the scattered bones who fought against Han Baiyi were full of malicious smiles.

He caught it.

Not far away, a mocking smile appeared on the photo's face.

As he just said – in the confines of this panoramic photograph, he is in control.

At the moment when the two of them fisted, Sangu's body was strengthened by him three times.

However, when the photo turned his head to enjoy Han Baiyi's stunned expression, he saw a flash of surprise in his eyes.

？？？

The battle between the two became more and more intense.

The moment the two fists met, the scattered bones immediately took advantage of this force to retract and release, the upper half leaned back, and the left leg was picked up like a big axe, and the ribs of Han Baiyi's waist were broken from the bottom up, bringing a whining sound.

Han Baiyi raised his foot and stepped on the knee of the scattered bones, and the huge force actually stepped his vigorously lifted calf into the ground, and the impact force caused the surrounding stone bricks to spread cracks one after another.

Scattered bones were stunned, and saw a punch rushing straight in.

The photo immediately raised his hand: "Hard! ”

Rumble!

The straight punch hit the scattered bones in the chest, although the surface was not completely shattered because of the ability of the photo, but the internal organs instinctively pushed a mouthful of blood against the throat, as if everything in the body had been shattered.

Sangu is also a man, even if he is hit so hard, he will not retreat, desperately exchanging injuries for life, and smashing Han Baiyi's neck with a knife.

The thick and thick palms are the thickness of Han Baiyi's thighs, and if a normal person is smashed on this blow, he is afraid that he will be cut out with his spine.

Han Baiyi remained motionless.

Bang.

The knife fell, making a muffled sound.

The ground under Han Baiyi's feet sank an inch, stirring up waves of dust.

With a bang, the turbulent waves of qi like a knife and axe cutting through Han Baiyi's body slashed to the ground, and the spirit of the riot forcibly branched out a deep ravine on the ground that was more than ten meters long.

Before the corners of the loose mouth could grin, the jaw couldn't stop sinking.

The eyes of the old lady and the colony widened at the same time.

The photo couldn't stop bending his waist, and his face was full of astonishment.

"Good health."

"You should have more than 4,000 spiritual units."

Han Baiyi tilted his neck and ate the knife hard, his body remained motionless, and the corners of his lips rose a few points as if mockingly.

Blood was dripping from the fist of his left hand.

Holding a red ball of flesh in his palm.

Sangu lowered his head with difficulty, only to see that he had just been hit in the chest, and he didn't know when a transparent hole was opened.

The blood overflowing from his mouth couldn't stop pouring out of his mouth, and the thick blood color was filled with scattered internal organs.

"Let's get on it!"

The photo suddenly shouted frantically, and his body was suddenly filled with a cloud-like manic spirit, and even the space in this panoramic realm seemed to faintly shake for a moment.

The spiritual energy in the body has dropped by more than half.

Reality suddenly rewrites.

The hollow in the chest of the scattered bones rotated like a twisting machine, and even the pale face quickly became ruddy, and the thick arms squeezed Han Baiyi into his arms like steel bars, and a roar of explosive ears erupted from his mouth:

"Die!"

Countless sharp bone stubbles pierced the skin and gushed out of his body with blood lines, piercing Han Baiyi's body from various tricky angles, and the whole person was like a ball of alien-shaped spherical bone spurs.

The old lady, who had been standing on Han Baiyi's side to adjust her position, suddenly felt a majestic spiritual power surging into her body, pressed her hands on the ground, and the awakening ability of decomposition and recomposition was exerted to the extreme.

When he mentioned it again, there was already a long-barreled cannon barrel in his hand, and the muzzle of the cannon was shining with golden light.

Boom.

The fireworks flew out, and the huge recoil made the old lady's hands tremble, and her shoulders slammed back, and the turbulent shock waves shook and spread like white ripples, and the special cannonballs also composed of himself flickered for a moment, and with a piercing scream, they detonated and rushed towards the two scattered bones.

Boom ———

The ground thundered, and a dazzling white light rose from where the two of them had been, expanding like a shining foam, and the extremely high temperature even melted and crystallized the ground, and the air was quickly evacuated in this sudden explosion.

The photo's eyes widened against the glowing light.

'Dead...... Is it? ’

He has no bottom in his heart.

The ability to take photos is indeed very rebellious, and it can arbitrarily change any substance in the field under its control, just like the Meitu App does when revising photos.

However, all abilities vary depending on the user's own strength.

"Roaring ———"

Suddenly there was a shrill beast roar that lost its mind in the thick smoke screen, and the sound wave spread away, and even the surrounding glass was shattered in the sonic shock, falling to pieces.

The photo was shocked.

"It's the sound of scattered bones!"

The old lady turned her head to look at him, and then listened to the roar like a beast's roar coming from the smoke, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared:

"He's a demon?!"

"I'm a demon."

The photo stared at the location of the beast's roar in the smoke screen, and gritted his teeth,

"We've seen him fall into a demon before, and after losing his mind, even my panoramic photos can't restrain him, it's beyond the limits of my mental power."

"Only a rogue ghost can suppress him!"

"But there's that man, probably...... We can wait for them to lose! ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a series of popping beans and strange sounds suddenly coming from the smoke screen, as if some giants were colliding with each other in the smoke screen.

"Poof."

"Gah-"

The photo and the old lady were silent at the same time, and they turned their heads to look at the smoke screen in unison.

The furious beast that had just shot straight into the sky roared, and suddenly there was a crunch sound, as if the most tender brittle bone on the edge of the ribs was chewed by teeth.

The beast's roar came to an abrupt end.

"Whew-"

An arm poked out of the thick smoke screen and slashed straight through, setting off a whistling wind and waves, blowing away the dust and ash in front of him.

A relaxed and freehand look.

"It's a term I haven't heard before."

Han Baiyi slowly walked out of the straight passage that spread out in the dust.

In his right hand, he pinched a strong demon about two meters four or five tall, with a strong figure like a bullfight, the surface of his body was completely shrouded in pale bone armor, and two horns were born on the top of his head.

However, at this time, his neck was casually pinched in his hand by Han Baiyi, and his five fingers were deeply sunk into the bone armor of his neck, and thick blood beads oozed from the pale color around him.

The pupils of the photograph dilate and constrict instantly.

It's loose bones.

At this time, I saw that the neck of the scattered bones was tilted to the right, at a ninety-degree angle, and the deformed facial features seemed to have been hit by a nine-pound cannon in the front, showing a very strange sunken appearance.

Just one look at it makes people shudder.

Han Baiyi carried him in his hands, dragging him to the ground from waist to legs, his heavy body and bone armor dragging a deep furrow on the ground.

The photo felt that his breathing rate was pinched in his hands by fear and disbelief, and his mouth unconsciously hissed slightly.

The old lady also stood in place, a strand of long hair along the side bangs covering her eyes without noticing, and even unconsciously burst out a dialect:

"I'm ...... a good drop"

Han Baiyi seemed to be just carrying a basket of cabbage, and he turned his head to look at the photo.

"I remember, you're a wet nurse?"

The photo was stunned.

However, it was only a moment of stunnedness, and Han Baiyi's figure suddenly disappeared in the retina.

Where is it?!

The eyes of the photos are widened, and the panoramic photo ability is constantly concentrated and dispersed, and the whole body perception is fully opened.

In the next second, Han Baiyi appeared in front of him as he wished, and there were still some vague afterimages in the retina and psychic vision.

Along with that, there are scattered shadows from the five pillars.

"Buzz."

"Tearing ———"

This is the last sound the photograph hears before he dies.

In the eyes of the old lady, a bystander, Han Baiyi only took less than half a blink of an eye to cross a distance of more than ten meters and suddenly appeared behind the photo.

With just such a flash of effort, there is one more thing in his hand.

That's the head of the photograph that doesn't blink to the eye.

"Poof!"

It wasn't until there was a delay for a while that the headless corpse behind Han Baiyi seemed to have just reacted, and suddenly spurted out a burst of blood, and the flesh stubble on the neck was uneven—it was a trace of being torn apart by instantaneous violence.

Boom.

The corpse fell to the ground, twitching from time to time.

The blood then spread across the ground, watering the soil red.

Han Baiyi followed his usual law of appearance, and left the best looking one to the last.

He threw the photo in front of the old lady, looked at the door again, and sneered: "It's a fast run." ”

The old lady was stunned when she heard this, and turned her head to look at the place where the division had just stood—it was empty.

Dog thief, you tmd sell me?!

The old lady roared impotently in her heart.

Han Baiyi turned his head to look at the old lady: "Explain to me what you know, I'll give you a decent way to die, and if you have a chance, I can even hand you over to prison-you say, how about it?" ”

Then, I saw that the old lady didn't hesitate for a second, and knelt down with a bang.

A pair of white knees smashed into the ground with a splash of rubble.

His forehead was thumping red on the ground.

The old lady's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and she was as sad and indignant as a cuckoo crying blood.

"Sir!"

"I'm all forced!"