clang!

An ordinary psychic bullet hit Zhen Xianhui's forehead.

Leave a small pit.

But the bullet was bounced away!

The real and fake Yi Lin took action at the same time and said "Who do you send it?" to scare Zhen Xianhui very much.

He thought he was dead.

But after forcibly bounced Yi Lin's bullet with his steel forehead, Zhen Xianhui was overjoyed.

So I can! So I can do it too!

It's true!

"Sorry, I got it wrong, it's here."

But Zhen Xianhui's ecstasy mood had not yet come to her face and showed it.

But Yi Lin smiled and raised the [Destruction Revolver] in his right hand, and the bullets with a ray of light flashed in the chamber.

The point is...breathing!

Breathing method!

Break defense!

This bullet has been stored for a while, and its power is barely OK.

"I Zhen Xian--"

Bang!

No more.

With Zhen Xianhui's death, the muscle ghosts with ulcerated "tumors" were all over his body, turning into gray.

"grass!"

Kudo Shinji was a beat slower to start.

When the two of them turned around and shot at the same time, at his speed and reaction, they instantly stopped in the air and ran faster than anyone else.

Muto Irin's hands with black spear, the bullet fell out.

This wave of attack ended in vain.

It ended with Zhen Xianhui's death.

Yi Lin slowly raised a question mark.

What did the iron lump just now say before he died?

Really realistic?

Really conspicuous?

So fresh?

What's the thing?

Forget it, don't care.

People die like lamps extinguishing.

Let him go with peace of mind.

...

[Killing Skill] is the reinforcement that Yi Lin first learned.

Nie Xiu studied for countless years, but it was not difficult for Yi Lin to study.

It doesn't look like it is not very useful in normal times. But the way of breathing has long been imprinted in his bones. He has special effects on defense skills. When he encounters such iron lumps, he used to kill one by one, but now he has changed it to one by one shot, and it is not much different.

"Your psychic energy is not worth much, right?"

Muto Irin slowed down, as if stepping on a staircase in the air, walking down step by step.

"You know their goal is me."

Yi Lin did not answer and changed the subject.

"You know that I can't let you die. If you die, it means I die."

The two of them spoke one by one.

A weird conversation is underway.

But the temptation and attack between them became more and more intense.

Yilin has no skills to use.

The psychic value consumed by each skill is fixed.

Although Yi Lin's spiritual energy value is more than 2,000, plus the super high mental attribute after breaking a lock, the spiritual energy value will naturally recover extremely quickly, and he can't resist the high-intensity release of skills in a short period of time. Just now, Yi Lin's behavior of shooting one person at the center of the apostle seemed to be underestimated, but it was the result of his repeated use of [Shadow Killing].

Muto Irin has all the memories of Irin, so he naturally knows Irin's psychic value and attributes. If Irin guessed correctly, Muto Irin could even calculate his remaining psychic value at present, accurate to ten digits. He did not doubt this, because he could do it himself, Muto Irin could naturally do it too.

This is a game.

A game between oneself and oneself.

Yi Lin hasn't thought about how to kill his "ghost".

A ghost is born from his own obsession, and his obsession is "living". This obsession cannot be defeated or erased. In fact, it is very simple to "kill" Muto Irin. Just completely clear the corresponding "obsession", but Irin cannot do it.

Hatred, fear, and anger can be eliminated. But only "living" is not possible. Negating this obsession is equivalent to denying the meaning of Yi Lin's survival.

He didn't know how to deceive his heart and let himself "not live".

The above logic sounds complicated, but in fact, it is a logical relationship that is easy to figure out. This is also the most troublesome thing that Yi Lin has in this trial.

unless……

The two of them fought from the ground to the ground.

At the end of this trial, I became Yi Lin's Duxiu.

If these people can go out alive, Yi Lin might have a famous nickname for "Yi Little Show".

Whether it is the person who beats the boss or the boss, it is him.

"By the way," Xu Anjing looked blankly at the sky, and the man and ghost who had already hit the point where he could not interfere. She repeatedly pondered the main task and muttered to herself: "What is our main task three?"

Li Changge walked over leisurely: "Destroy Gayagenmi."

Xu Anjing pointed at the sky: "But why do I feel that the boss is the president in the end?"

Li Changge remembered the first meeting and every bit of it with his thighs, and his expression rose a little shy: "You will get used to this kind of thing in the future."

Xu Anjing: “…???”

Something wrong with Li Changge.

"Forget it, I'm not kidding." Li Changge hugged Emperor Wang Tian, ​​not daring to let go, his expression and tone were serious: "What do you think you can think of, the president wouldn't have thought of?"

"What's the meaning?"

Li Changge's eyes were deep, and he hugged Emperor Wang Tian tightly, touched the dog's head with one hand, quietly retreated for a while, looked down at the deep black water under his feet for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the black giant ball in the distance: "And have you discovered something?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Xu Anjing was furious.

He was obviously not the president, but he learned to speak in the tone of the president.

Looking for a fuck?

Is it okay to give you some face to heaven?

"…, after the fake president flapped, those ghosts were never resurrected."

"What?"

Xu Anjing followed Li Changge's gaze and she subconsciously pulled out a few arrows and put them in her hand. She looked around and noticed that what Li Changge was talking about was the fact. It seemed that since Muto Irin appeared, the ghosts who died in the aftermath of the fight between Irin and Muto Irin have never been resurrected as before.

Until the venue became more and more empty, others gradually noticed this strangeness.

He looked down.

Xu Anjing suddenly woke up, and her feet... I don’t know when it started, and it dried up!

The black water was silent and silent, without any turbulence, and quietly gathered on the black giant ball!

The size of the black giant ball was significantly reduced by a circle compared to the initial one!

"Then we..."

Li Changge became serious and could use it as a little bit of energy, and occasionally express useful opinions. This is Xu Anjing, who has always regarded Li Changge as a "scrap", looks at big stars with admiration. So much so that a large number of "Jingjing monsters" around him who were silently standing still, perhaps because of Xu Anjing's change in his thoughts, they were turning into blood and gathering again towards the black giant ball.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit weird.
To be continued...