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At the same time, the soaring gray-white flame column poured down, and the target was Xia Ming below.

"That world is very unfriendly to us, don’t tell me you can’t feel it? If it wasn’t for your sister who gave you a weird little guy, plus she has a deep connection with that world, I’m afraid you are connected there. You can't walk the road anymore, right?"

"The alarmist talk ends here—"

Xia Ming didn't move at all. The fog around him condensed into a white lava, rotating upward in the shape of a funnel, taking all the gray-white magma pouring down.

"If the will of the world can reach that level, do you think your fantasy dreamland can be connected there?"

The swollen girl waved her hand, and the magma erupting behind Xia Ming suddenly weakened to disappear completely at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a transparent ice crystal that was completely opposite to the concept of flame.

"Speaking is to compare with the world. Didn't you expect you to be such an arrogant person?"

The woman's offensive was not over yet. After the ice crystal lava faded, she seemed to know that a large-scale wide-area attack would not be effective against Xia Ming, so she turned to a condensed point attack method.

I saw the gray flame group on the opposite side retracted the small tail that quietly pierced the ground, and the small beads condensed from the flame peeled off from its body one by one, floating quietly around it.

The cheongsam woman raised her hand.

"Although this technique is a bit old-fashioned, it is useful. It may be unexpectedly suitable to teach people who think they are very good. What do you think?"

Xia Ming nodded. Although his eyes were calm, he didn't mean to refute.

So, he also raised his hand.

"What is useful is a good civilization—"

A huge blade formed by the condensation of fog, but stood beside Xia Ming in the blink of an eye.

"Come and savor the taste of pain, people who think they are very powerful."

The half-raised hand fell, and the fog knife fell.

Who-boom! ! !

The whistling sound became more and more dull, and the wind pressure that arrived first made people burdened, and the huge blade that looked like the toppling of Taishan fell downward with an indescribable sense of horror.

It was almost like the execution blade on the guillotine.

The woman whose face was getting thicker and thicker just had this idea when she was crushed to pieces by the falling giant.

Being crushed to pieces without resistance, it is like ordinary people who have given up resistance in the face of a huge natural disaster, knowing that they are powerless.

The swollen woman was easily resolved.

Even the gray-white flame beside her, the same cold fire that was directly hit by the giant blade, didn't even have the slightest extra action.

The huge blade fell straight down, and the huge mass crushed a woman.

The weird flame beside the woman, at this moment, exerts the normal function of the flame.

It is self-evident how the flame will be cut by a knife, except that it will continue to burn quietly, without thinking about it.

If you think about it this way, the performance of the cold fire is justified.

It's just a pity that now it doesn't look normal.

"It's really surprising, it seems that your relationship is worse than I thought."

The giant blade made of fog dissipated like light smoke, and Xia Ming said to the gray flames unexpectedly.

"The depth of friendship is meaningless."

A murmur-like harsh sound broke into his ears, and Xia Ming raised his eyebrows in response.

Things that were uncertain before can now be determined, and the gray-white flame is conscious.

It has its own will.

"Look, these guys are hopelessly indifferent to their companions."

A tall, thin, dark-skinned man stood beside the flames at some point.

He looked like he was extremely disappointed with the companion in his mouth, and the expression on his face and the tone of the statement were all full of helplessness like hating iron and steel.

Who are you——Looking at the man carefully, Xia Ming swallowed the question back into his stomach.

"I thought you would be resurrected in other ways?"

"forgive me."

The tall thin man laughed.

"No matter how you say it is crushed into meatloaf, if you forcibly put it together, it doesn't conform to my aesthetics."

Xia Ming shook his head, not paying attention.

If you take Cthulhu's words seriously, you can imagine the outcome.

"Your voice has changed a lot. Could it be that you like being a man?"

The tall thin man waved his hand immediately.

"No, no, I'm not interested in stinky men, but my job sometimes requires different faces. If I can't switch identities proficiently, it won't be fun to show my stuff."

"Ah, of course, you are fragrant and you are not within the scope of a smelly man. You can listen to what I have said before, even if it is this body, I won't mind."

Xia Ming stretched out his right hand blankly, with his fingers folded into claws, and scratched at the tall, thin man with a hearty face.

At the next moment, five light blue strands of light emerged in the space.

From top to bottom, following the movement of Xia Ming's five fingers, he wiped the man like an eraser.

Silently, the viscous liquid spread and flowed on the ice crystals, and the man was cut apart like cheese, becoming a state where he could no longer speak.

"Things that are not educated, change their skin and talk to me again."

The bulk that fell on the ground gradually disappeared. At the same time, he was wearing a seductive black cheongsam and holding a hard black folding fan.

A woman who felt like a disaster for the country and the people with only half of her face, her enchanting posture reappeared in front of Xia Ming.

"It's too ugly to say that changing the skin."

The woman complained a little dissatisfied.

Immediately, her eyes rolled, as if she had thought of some funny ghost idea.

"How about we make a deal?"