This earth-shattering blow was blocked by a hand that did not belong to Yaoluo.

Who is it? In this battlefield where no one can intervene, who else can enter the battle between these lawyers?

Elysia? Although she was able to join the battlefield at this moment, for this woman who completely trusted Yaoluo, it was not the time for her to appear.

A thousand eons? After a lot of consumption, coupled with the Thousand Tribulations of the state under the mask, there is no chance to join the battlefield at this moment, and it is absolutely impossible to easily resist this blow.

Who, exactly, is that? Where are the masters who can join this battle?

The answer was in the eyes of the Lawgiver of Wind and the Lawgiver of Thunder who showed a look of shock.

A person, he has the same figure as Yaoluo, the same face, the same powerful arms, and a completely body!

"How, how is that possible?"

The second Yaoluo, the second Yaoluo actually appeared on the battlefield?

In this battlefield that is by no means fair, with one enemy and two enemies, there is really a Yao Luo, who is really standing behind Yao Luo at this moment.

And in my hand, the power of "space" really stopped the blow of the two of them in place, and the blow that was more terrifying than a nuclear bomb stopped in place.

With the sound, the two figures actually knew when they appeared under the surface of the sea.

"Lawgiver Yaoluo".

Two guys with big clown masks, we were dressed in exaggerated but elegant silk satin, ornate gold and silver trimming, making us feel as if we were in the lowest court.

"This will let you come and reveal the lowest secret above the galaxy!"

The two people who controlled the two most solvable abilities on the earth were hit by Yaoluo at this moment.

The sound of clapping appeared in the void.

And Yaoluo really needs to know that kind of information.

In front of Yaoluo, the body of this white-haired and purple-eyed "Yaoluo" is exactly what appeared in the inner world later:

"Bingo!"

One for "joy" and one for "mourning".

"Hahahaha!"

"Come out."

The ugly of the "mourning mask" is a word, and under me, there seems to be no melancholy temperament, which affects everything around me tangibly.

"It sounds like you don't know anything about the "buried common sense" above the galaxy."

"After all, you're the hottest guy in the galaxy......"

"Haven't lowered your hand yet?"

Yao Luo was moved, and I looked down on another person.

The "Mask of Pleasure" holds its hands low, like the palms of a conductor in an opera house.

"Bang, bang!"

Even if there are "traps" in it.

Beat two people through it firmly!

Say, the lawyer? It turned out to be the first enemy?

There was a lot of excitement beneath the surface of the sea, and the "world" that we had been deeply influenced by was also caught up in the discussion.

The power of "memory" is not to reproduce all the fantasies that oneself knows, but of course, to "oneself".

""Memory" Fuli villain, the heavens have accepted you as the "Inscriber""

The people who watched the live broadcast were forbidden to doubt, and the people who chased the fire moth also fell into deep doubts.

"What are you stunned about!"

However, that kind of mask is like isolating a universe, and Yao Luo feels that the body on our mask is an empty shell, and whether there is a mask or not is our "essence".

And under our faces, we wear two funny and absurd "clown masks".

The clown of the "Joy Mask" was the first to speak, his tone full of insult and adoration for Yaoluo.

"Ahhhh Win, win! ”

"Could it be that a person can only become a walker with a few fates, or even an envoy with a few star gods?"

Special people, even if they say a word or two to me, may be affected by that strange mental fluctuation and gradually assimilated by it.

And this Yaoluo is all over his body, only the color of his pupils and hair is not the same.

The burst of cheers came out of the mouth of the "Yao Luo" who suddenly appeared, and a smile appeared under Yao Luo's changed face.

Suddenly, the "Mask of Pleasure" quietly leaned in the direction of Yao Luo and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Yaoluo, you have been a big fan of him since the end of the next world."

What ideal fluid? What crushed thunder? It was all turned into a useful work on that punch.

And now, all the problems are solved, and that combat power and Yaoluo are the "clones" under each other, which is enough to prove everything, everything.

Although it was a questioning tone, Yao Luo's heart was not more or less without an answer.

The Clown of the Mask of Pleasure spreads his arms, and his tone is full of perverted and revealing voice fluctuations, as if he is holding something in his arms with both hands.

That punch ignited people's coldness, and it can't be said that no one on that planet saw that scene, no one was shocked by it, and no one was excited.

"What you're waiting for, it's not that chance!"

Yao Luo raised his hand heavily, and a huge colored ball wrapped the two of them, Yao Luo, and the other Yao Luo.

"Well, well, you can't say that." The "Pleasure Mask" was interrupted by Yaoluo, and his hand grabbed the position of his chin and fell into deep thought, and he confessed Yaoluo's statement.

You can only watch, looking at Yao Luo's smiling body, this "red anger" punch, solid ............

Because, with his appearance, the Honkai energy on Yaoluo's body exploded again, soaring, and broke through the strength of HW in the blink of an eye!

The Lawgiver of Wind and the Lawgiver of Thunder tried to pull away, but their arms and bodies were firmly locked in place by a spatial force from a lower dimension.

It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion.

was guessed by Yaoluo, the mask of the "Mask of Pleasure", the clown seemed to have gained some kind of great joy, and exaggeratedly bowed to Yaoluo to congratulate.

Yao Luo said in the direction of the air.

That punch reversed all the situation, and reversed all the situation of my mother!

In other words, anything can cause me "pleasure".

Yao Luo interrupted me firmly, and then asked him a serious question.

"They're masked fools who are "happy" in their fate, aren't they?"

Yao Luo was the same, the eyes of the two people seemed to be looking at the void, some kind of object that was known.

"And your villain really wants to take you into his command, after all, ............"

After the personalities of the two people reached a reconciliation, Yao Luo was able to use the power of memory to support it.

On top of the blessing of the complete realm, there was no leakage in Yaoluo's blow, except for the part that hit the two people's bodies, there was no trace of energy leaking out.

"That's boring, is it?"

"Bland, really bland!"

"Poof!!"

In Yao Luo's silver pupils, the colors of the starry sky shone brightly, as if he wanted to see through the masked person behind his eyes.

However, it seems that the "lawyer Yaoluo" did not disappear under the battlefield without his own will and thoughts.

The purple pupils contain ruthlessness and domineering, and the coldness and humanity contained in them are exactly the same as Yaoluo in front of them.

Although Yaoluo's emotional fluctuations were subtle, the guy behind his eyes seemed to be hanging, and he keenly felt the slightest firmness.

"It is also said that the white hand in front of the curtain of everything is the star god of "joy", Aha."

Yao Luo's pupils shrank slightly, "The 'inscription' generally refers to the identity of my "memory" envoy, and the "mourner" mentioned in my words just now is also the so-called "joy" envoy? ”

The tone of the "Mask of Pleasure" is full of chaos and pleasure filled with various emotions.

The body is completely capable of adapting to the collapse, and the "Lawgiver Yaoluo" itself will also be exposed with delay.

"Is it worthy of being the "mourner" chosen by your god, even if you have never met, can you still guess your identity? Hahaha———"

Two pale and powerful bodies, like flies with broken wings, fell forcefully into the sea above.

Sadness, mourning, joy, this is an "emotion" that lies beneath those adjectives, and there is a way to describe it after Yaoluo's eyes.

Happy Tanabata Festival, the lonely author can only spend it with himself (sad)