The Yijia hovered over the edge of the island, and this time the toilet used the toilet as the contact point to land in the open space on the edge of the island.

There is no need to hide this time, the toilet number is standing on the ground so openly, and it can be seen that the smart toilet on the Yijia number is about to climax.

As the main designer of today's toilet number, this is the result of its hard work!

Aside from the water tank, the toilet number is exactly what it dreams of!

On the other side, Wan Yi and the two members also walked out of the toilet number.

Wan Yi is very excited and can't wait to explore this mysterious realm.

However, Wan Yiwan calmed everyone.

Because he wanted to be the first to go in and see.

"Are you familiar with this place?" On the way, he asked Chromatography.

Chromatography shook his head: "Not at all." ”

"It's normal, although she built this place very well at first, but it didn't really work, because time here is stagnant, and when we ourselves die briefly and enter this place to stay, it is just as still. Except for her, everything here is foreign to us. Heartstroke said.

After slowly walking into the city, looking at the scene in front of them, the three of them involuntarily stopped.

The area ahead was probably the area of Yingbin Boulevard, which should have been magnanimous, but when I got closer, I saw corpses lying across the avenue and stairs.

These corpses all resemble dried corpses, and no more features can be seen on their bodies.

As far as the eye can see, the corpses are almost identical.

"These are ......" chromatography couldn't help but speak.

"Ourselves." Xinpu spoke calmly, the original smile on his face had dissipated and became flat, and a pair of beautiful green eyes looked directly at the scenery in front of him. She seemed to have anticipated this image for a long time, but even so, she couldn't face this scene with a smile.

Personality is very important, but when it comes to talking about it, this kind of thing that has no real sense is always vague, and it is difficult to feel the weight in it.

Even if you tell people that "the death of personality is like the death of a person", it is still difficult to give people any feeling.

But these tangible corpses in front of them have concretized this kind of ethereal and difficult to give people a real feeling, and placed it in front of everyone.

The trio walked past the corpses of these personalities.

There are so many corpses that even though Yingbin Avenue is very spacious, it is still covered in many places, and there are very few places to stay at a glance.

The color spectrum was entangled for a long time, but watching Wan Yihe and Xinpu calmly step on these corpses and walk by, watching the corpses crisply break and destroy under their feet, she also threw away unnecessary emotions and followed the two.

After walking for a while, I heard the sound of slow footsteps in front of me.

It's not accurate to say it's footsteps, it's more like the sound of a hard writhing.

Sure enough, what appeared in front of everyone was a dry corpse that was still moving, and she staggered and staggered, feeling that someone could make her fall with a casual blow.

She didn't seem to notice Wan Yi and them at all, so she swayed away in a daze.

She didn't get out of it much when her leg suddenly snapped, causing her to fall to the ground, and after a soft thud, she also lost her breath.

After the three of them read it in silence, they didn't express any thoughts and moved on.

The stairs disappeared, the road ahead became easy to walk, and at the end of Yingbin Avenue was a triumphal arch, on which was carved something very interesting, not the original, but a rudimentary depiction of a woman fighting various demons and monsters.

Those demons and monsters are probably all kinds of disasters she has dealt with.

At this moment, a strange sound came from the top of the Arc de Triomphe.

Then, a shadow appeared on it and leaped down.

It was just a black dot in mid-air, but with the sudden rise of the raging fire, it suddenly turned into a bomb and fell towards the three people below.

The color spectrum quickly turned into a spectrum flickering and disappeared, and Wan Yi and the heart spectrum easily avoided it, and the other party was loud but not fast.

The flames rang out, revealing a woman whose body was mostly withered.

"Uh...... Ah......h

Judging from Wan Yi's perception, the emotional response is very weak, and there is only a little residue of the spiritual soul.

A walking corpse, but compared to the one just now, it seems to retain some power.

The other party's hands were burning with a raging fire, and it seemed that he couldn't get close easily, his cloudy eyes stared at the spectrum viciously, and among the few remaining emotional reactions, there was only clear hatred, and it was clearly directed.

"Sister, don't look at me, it's all the fault of the little man who just hid back." Spectrum said with a sneer.

"Ahh But Spectrum's words angered her even more, and the avatar leaped to her feet, and the flames condensed into a huge fist and smashed towards Spectrum.

Spectrum dodged the punch with a side dodge.

In addition to the fact that this flame looked very ferocious, the opponent's body was completely unable to continue to support the exertion of this body's strength.

The spectrum knife was not unsheathed, and after opening it a few times, he shook his hand and hit the opponent's head.

Syllable!

The thin body fell to the ground in response, and the flames even devoured it, burning it to ashes before slowly disappearing.

Spectrum looked at this scene, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally looked at Wan Yihe and Xin Spectrum next to him.

Xin Pu said: "At the beginning, there were many personalities who were imprisoned here without being deprived of their abilities, and they were the last survivors, but when they became like this, they also completely lost their thinking ability, and there was almost nothing left. ”

"There's only hatred left for you." Wan Yi was comforted.

"Don't say it to me, say it to the chromatography elves!" Xinpu and Wan Yi's statement made Spectrum panic, and hurriedly said that he would clear up the relationship.

Standing at the triumphal arch of this entrance, looking ahead.

There are countless such dregs of personality scattered throughout the city.

There may even be a more complete personification.

"Can you still absorb these things, this should also be regarded as a personification." Wan also asked.

Spectrum paused for a moment and said, "It can be, but it will break when you touch it like this, and it will be difficult to fill it up if you take it back." The strength of the possession is not important, the spiritual and spiritual defects are the fundamental. ”

"Time has passed a lot, and they have been through so much here." The heart spectrum is out of the air.

It's a bit depressive again.

"Let's find the sheet music first." Wan Yi kindly changed the subject.

But as soon as the words fell, an explosion was heard in the distance.

The explosion came from a distance...... White House?

One by one, scattered notes flew out of the White House, playing music, but then they were strangled by blood! Peaceful music is also difficult to curb the other party's vigorous killing intentions!

The score was embarrassed, and there was no idea of confrontation, and fled in a hurry.

Fortunately, her ability is very iconic, which helped Wan Yi and the three quickly find her location.

"Yo, why do you have such a bad time every time you meet, except for the first meeting?" Wan also greeted the sheet music that he had killed the other party with his own hands not long ago.

The score has mixed feelings.

The joy of seeing the savior coming, and seeing Wan Yi, recalled the suffocation feeling that he was pressed in the shadow world and was greeted by various forces, and the piano died violently before he could play.

Anyway, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's just an accident!" ”

At this moment, a building was knocked open, sand and dust swirled, and brick fragments were scattered all over the ground.

A woman in a black bodysuit with sleek short black hair appeared, bringing out a flock of crows with wings spread and a dark red halberd of exaggerated length.

The dark gaze looked at the score, and then sharply at the spectrum.

A deep voice sounded:

"You're back. Then, let's die together. ”

(End of chapter)