"Bang!"

Yi Lin slapped his palms in front of him, his palms were folded up, and his spears were combined! He pulled again.

"Moon Cannon!"

The two revolvers turned into red and white light, and the giant cannon more than two meters long was rubbed in Yi Lin's hand. But just as he was about to pull the trigger, Yi Lin's movement suddenly paused. This strange "pause" made Yi Lin frown and his eyes were shocked.

"Hahahaha! Die, die!"

Countless magic eyes lit up green light, and then white light rose on the "flesh and blood sphere". In the dark void, strange "balls" appeared. Each ball floated in the sky and began to move axially according to certain rules and orbits.

"Astral Magic!"

It seemed like countless turrets appeared in the void, and began to bombard the collapsed ninth floor.

The blazing light drowns everything.

Yi Lin ate it right away, her broken body was shattered, but the bloodline in her body began to repair Yi Lin's damage, and the wriggling flesh and blood reconstructed his body.

The physical energy was suddenly lost, and a strong sense of fatigue came. Yi Lin looked at the "Bassermero Ball" in surprise. What was the strange strange feeling when he was stared at by the demon eyes just now? Not only that, Yi Lin obviously wanted to avoid it just now, but her body was out of control.

Controlled?

No, not that simple.

The intertwined "reason" is like a spider web, showing "reality" in front of Yi Lin's eyes. Yi Lin took three seconds to understand the current situation.

Bassermero's true face of "demonic eyes" and his "star magic"!

"I see."

In the fierce astral artillery bombardment, Yi Lin was under the fire of a thousand heavens. Her only left hand grabbed five "blood cells" that he could only see and slapped them into her chest.

"It's not me who is wrong, but this world!"

The blood-colored pillar of light soared into the sky, lit up the darkness, and brought the last ominous light to this broken world of undead!

At the normal pace, once this skill is released, it will crush the flat push and take away the other party without leaving any clouds.

But this time, it's a little different...

...

【Sizi…】

【Sizi…】

【Sizi…】

...

Yi Lin felt her head be hammered.

He was stunned.

When you open your eyes again.

He found himself in a familiar place.

The spacious room is bright on all sides. The blazing LED lights make this airtight room bright as daytime.

Where is this?

Isn't he in hell?

Isn't he going to kill Bassermero against the wind?

His skills are almost done.

I'm preparing to strike hard.

Yi Lin lowered his head, holding a notebook in his hand.

On the notebook, a line of words was written [meat nd].

In front of him,

A man with deep eye sockets, like he hadn't slept for more than ten years, or like he hadn't taken a shower for several years, and his hair was as unique as a bird's nest, holding a stick and staring at him with a foolish smile.

Pan, Pan, Pan Zhengyi?????

Yi Lin's neck tilted, and countless small question marks popped up on his forehead.

As for how to distinguish between the two personalities of "Pan Zhengyi" and "Pan Xiaozheng" at a glance.

Very simple.

Pan Xiaozheng likes to rub sticks and pretend to be deep.

Pan Zhengyi likes to smirk foolishly.

Pan Zhengyi,

Are you finally dead?

The moment I saw this face, Yi Lin's brain was shocked for a moment.

After staying in hell for a long time, there is a sequelae. Whenever you see someone who can move, you will subconsciously think that he is a "dead person".

Pan Zhengyi held up [Harley Quinn's Good Friend] and waved at Yi Lin:

"Yo, welcome back...yo!"

"!"

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Chapter completed!