Master of Marvel World

Shen He looked at the building in front of him.

With his current perception, he can see the difference in this building from ordinary people only at a glance.

The creamy yellow walls are mixed with reddish lights, like a medieval castle, and decorative patterns of unknown meaning can be seen everywhere, transforming various symbolic patterns that adults fear in the shadow corners that cannot be illuminated by the dim light.

If you are an ordinary person, you will naturally think of all kinds of things and thoughts that you are afraid of when you come here.

These thoughts are often manifested in those abstract patterns.

"Ordinary people living in such a place will go crazy sooner or later." Shen He turned his head and looked at Cangqi Orange.

"I have only designed the east hall." Cangqi Orange said that the subsequent construction has nothing to do with her.

"Forget it." Shen He returned his gaze to the building in front of him and murmured, "No matter whether people are inside or not, there is no need for this building to exist."

"What?" Cangqi Orange heard Shen He's voice, somewhat surprised, "You don't want to violently destroy from the outside, there are still many residents inside."

As if to confirm what she said, a teenager dressed in school uniform and looking like a student walked over from outside.

His gaze swept past these strange-looking people.

Then freeze on the body of the two rituals.

"Excuse me." He stopped, seemingly hesitant, but then asked, "Who are you looking for?"

It's already early in the morning, and it's weird that people will come here besides his bad students.

"Yan Tiaoba?" Shen He's eyes lit up when he saw this young man.

"Who are you?" Yan Tiaoba took two steps back vigilantly.

Could it be that the gangsters outside invited him to seek revenge?

"Sure enough, short red hair..."

Shen He did not answer, but muttered to himself with interest.

The rouge bar in front of him is just a puppet with only the brain still alive, but he is actually the prototype character of Shiro Weimiya. Both his appearance and his thinking about fakes and originals are similar.

Yan Tiaoba didn't care about that much. Although he didn't know who these people were in front of him, the sudden sense of crisis made him subconsciously want to run towards the apartment.

Just run home, close the door, and it's safe.

However, Shen He picked him up quickly and quickly, and then flung him aside.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Tiaoba shouted with some fear, hoping to awaken other residents.

But there was no response.

It seemed that his voice was only reverberating in an unmanned place, and the surroundings didn't know when it started, and it was terribly quiet.

"Miss Orange, can you see anything?" Shen He asked.

"That's it."

Aozaki Orange unceremoniously pressed the rouge bar, stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, and stroked his fingers on his chest just like that.

Tears shed tears from the corners of Yan Tiaoba's eyes.

He didn't know what was posted, but he seemed to be insulted in public.

Even Shen He's expression is a bit weird.

This picture looks like a mature sister teasing an unborn young man, but in essence, Cangzaki Orange is analyzing the composition of the opponent's body.

Can't be wrong, this is the body of the doll.

A fake made up of flesh and blood, threads, gears, and magic, but this look and thought are real human beings.

And the position in the mind, there is no brain.

There is only one person who can master this technique in Aozaki Orange's memory.

——The Red Magician, Cornelus Aruba.

She sighed slightly in her heart. She had already hid here, but was still found by those in the past. However, she had already had this psychological preparation since she left Hei Tong Gan by her side.

"In the whole apartment, there are probably no living people." Cangqi Orange stood up from Yan Tiaoba, looked at Shen He and asked, "What are you going to do?"

——What are you going to do?

This question is not only Cangzaki Orange, but also Yazonglian Ara in the apartment is also paying close attention.

These people happened to be standing on the edge of the barrier.

Just one step forward, you will enter the **** site named "Sixty-Fourth Floor of Feng Na Hall".

Huang Ye Zonglian has completely integrated his body with this enchantment, and he can even manipulate the space in the apartment, including space blocking, space transfer and other things that are close to magic.

It can be said that as long as he is in the apartment, even if the magician comes in person, he has the power to fight.

In fact, Shen He hesitated.

Because there are too many ways.

The original body is just an ordinary person and can defeat the opponent inside the apartment, not to mention that it has approached the fortieth level, and the body is comparable to a saint. Shen He really does not know what Huang Ye Zonglian can bring as an enemy. Kind of surprise.

"Really, what are you still hesitating?"

Shi drew out his long sword in an instant, his eyes turned into a magnificent posture, and his body was already rushing up.

Surprise?

Huang Ye Zonglian focused his attention to the highest point. Originally, his purpose was two rituals. As long as the other party stepped into the enchantment to block and transfer the space, it can be said that it has been half done.

"No Ju, King Kong, Viper, Dai Tian, ​​Ding Jing, Wang Xian-Six Realms!"

As soon as the two rituals stepped into the range of the enchantment, Huang Ye Zonglian said in one breath the enchantment desperate that she had cultivated throughout her life. The abrupt circle appeared from all directions, as long as it touched, it will be instantly affected. Deprive all motivation.

However, the knife flashed.

Suddenly, if any invisible lines were torn apart, all the circles disappeared in just a short time.

"what--!"

Huang Ye Zonglian exclaimed when it was too late, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

The six realms were completed by his accumulated years and beliefs. He has been integrated with him like this space, but at this moment, he feels that all the barriers have been forcibly deprived, as if the knots of the past two hundred years. No one has ever practiced the same way.

Even the cause and effect of his hard practice was cut off.

This is--

"Straight to death!" Huang Ye Zonglian stared at those gorgeous eyes, "It's not over yet!"

In this situation, you can't escape, so it's better to fight back.

Not even paying attention to Aruba's panic expression, Huang Ye Zonglian's figure was swallowed by the floor like molten water, and then a left hand suddenly protruded from the ripples around the two rituals, and pierced her eyes like a ghost.

Even if the two rituals have swung a long knife to this arm, they are not afraid.

When he was in a coma during the two rituals, he guessed that the opponent might awaken the special magic eye from the endless source, and he had already prepared the corresponding hole cards.

The relic of the holy monk was buried in this left hand.

Because the relic itself is the product of the sacred monk's Nirvana, it is between life and death, thus disturbing the boundary between life and death, even if it is only the eye of death, it cannot catch the dead line on this left hand!

The light of the knife flashed, and the left hand was cut by the root!

"Simply cutting off is meaningless!"

Huang Ye Zonglian shouted in her heart, and at the same time drove her severed left hand to continue to pierce the eyes of the two rituals.

However, the left hand dissipated like smoke in an instant after being severed.

How can it be!

Huang Ye Zonglian, who was always dull like a stone, was really anxious now.

He has not yet been able to figure out the reasons for the discrepancy between the situation and the calculations, and the situation at the scene no longer allows him to think about it, because the body of the two rituals accelerates in vain in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand swung out a two-meter-wide blade. The sword qi slashed on the wall of the apartment, and at that moment, the barrier collapsed, and the entire wall became scorched and full of cracks as time flew by.

Shaky.

This is definitely not a sword technique that an ordinary person's body can reach.

Even those kendo masters can hardly do this without relying on the secret technique, but in Huang Ye Zonglian’s perception, the two rituals are clearly relying on the brutal body to pierce the air, the abrupt and condensed sword aura, and slashing. On the line of death caught by the straight eye of death.

What happened this year?

Huang Ye Zonglian's mind first time flashed this question, and then second time, she could only sigh faintly.

ended.

Even if there is still a hole card yet to be played, it is meaningless. If within this enchantment, he can barely compete against the magician, then the two rituals in front of him with the eyes of straight death and so tyrannical are already fair enough and true. The magician war.

What's more, the powerful knight and the most mysterious person just waited and watched and didn't make a move.

"Huang Ye! Huang Ye Zonglian!" Aruba's panicked voice came from his ear, "Let me go out!"

The whole building is collapsing, the barrier is breaking down, Aruba is hiding under the most outstanding puppet work of his life, but he is still terrified.

There were even cracks on the puppet.

Nowadays, there is no way for technology to put people under such a collapsed high-rise building without dying, so magic can't do the same, not to mention that his puppet is an offensive work, but not a defensive work, and there are still residues in the apartment. The enchantment also prevented his escape.

"Fine." Huang Ye Zonglian sighed low, exhausted his last strength, and opened a way for Aruba to escape. "Aruba, I have already failed. If you can live to the next Century, maybe there will be a chance to meet me."

"Well, well, let's get out and talk later." Aruba can't listen to what Yazong Lian Huang is talking about, and even the hatred of killing Aosaki Orange has been thrown aside. He is just now Rolling and crawling stepped open legs and ran all the way.

And outside at this time, the rouge bar lying on the ground was completely silly.

What did he see?

That woman destroyed an entire building with a long knife?

"Wait, wait, my parents are still inside! There are still many people inside! Are you crazy?"

He felt as if he had been slammed in his head. Before this moment, he had never thought that losing the life he hated would make him so painful.

He struggled to pounce on Shen He.

But the moment he stood up, he fell down again.

Because his leg was completely broken.

No one touched him, just like a corrupt tree branch, just lift it will break, revealing the flesh and blood and clearly visible gears inside.

Then the arms, and then the body.

Looking at this nightmare-like scene with extreme horror, he suddenly remembered.

He was dead, killed by his mother.

Shen He frowned slightly and looked at the shattered doll in front of him, playing with the will of the dead, which was also unacceptable to him.

"Reinhardt, you go and look around, don't let the enemy inside run away." After thinking about it, Shen He finally gave an order.

Although the two ceremonies are doing the demolition work, it is not guaranteed that Huang Ye Zonglian will not run away.

It is better to solve this kind of malicious and uncomfortable magician.

"Yes!"

Reinhardt complied with the order and leapt slightly to a height.

Suddenly, he saw the huge puppet and the blond magician escaping from the back of the collapsed building.

Draw the sword, cut!

Far more gorgeous and fierce than the slashing of the two rituals, the whole world seemed to be divided into two by that huge sword aura, even Reinhardt himself could not help but be surprised.

He seems to have affected the world's attention.

In any case, this sword gas easily cut off the huge puppet, and left a huge crack nearly 100 meters long and tens of meters deep on the concrete floor. The aftermath of its sweeping cracked a large area of ​​the road. , Lifted the soil under the foundation.

Aruba was frightened to the ground.

Magician! Definitely a magician! Only this voice reverberated in his mind, and when the red-haired knight descended from the sky, his narrow common sense could no longer explain it.

I have never heard of any magician like this!

"I, I am the next dean of the Shubenheim Monastery, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!" Under extreme fear, he could only lie on the ground and wave his limbs like a shrew.

But Reinhardt only took the corners of his clothes, and came to Shen He in a few jumps.

At this time, the entire building collapsed.

"My lord," Reinhardt replied respectfully, "only this one escaped from the ruins."

"Oh, oh!" Shen He then reacted.

He looked at the deep crack behind the ruins and the messy scene like a magnitude ten earthquake, and he didn't know what to say~www.readwn.com~ Even the Aozaki orange on the side also opened his mouth wide. , Even the cigarette in his hand was about to burn to his fingers without noticing it.

This has reached the level of a magician.

A magician as a servant? No, no, there are only five magicians in the entire world!

"My lord." Reinhardt seemed to see what Shen He was thinking, and explained, "When I just swung the sword, I felt the blessing of this world's will."

"The will of the world...inhibition?" Shen He couldn't help but exclaimed.

He knows that Reinhardt is the darling of the will of the world in his own world. This can be seen from the almost unlimited and freely obtainable protection. Could it be that even this is regarded as an ability? System curing?

what is this? 100% halo of world will affinity?

If this is really the case... some dangerous worlds with world will exist, it seems that you can try to go.