Chapter 198

The mirror demon's face and hands were blacker.

"Between black and white."

The mole on the hand bounced up gently, and the hand was restored to its immaculate state.

The mole turned into a black mist, which covered the endless Or a few meters of void, the perfect inclusion of Ivy's body. So all the attacks are useless.

The fragments of the chainsaw are still the body posture of the phantom. They fall into Ivy's black and white shadow. They are immediately transformed into two kinds of energy. They melt into Ivey's body. They are very comfortable.

This feeling of absolute defense is amazing.

He gently turned around and walked to the mirror demon, and the ghost around him was more crazy.

The mirror demon saw sweat on his forehead. He was closely connected with the phantom. He could feel the terror of Ai Wei's body.

He quickly retreated, and a large mirror rose in front of him. It was square and upright. Suddenly, it was like mahjong. It spread on both sides and stretched up and down. One by one, Ivy was wrapped up. The best thing was that the phantom got a bonus and changed from 3000 to infinity

If the world were a computer, it would have been down by now?

Mirror demon didn't mean to relax at all. His chest heaved violently, and more sweat flowed down his forehead.

As soon as it comes into contact with Ivy's black-and-white world, the endless phantom is immediately decomposed, and then strengthens Ivy's body.

The guy almost fell in love with this feeling and raised the mirror demon as a pig.

Why don't you take this guy back?

Ivy turned such an idea in his mind, but soon, he knew he was wrong, because those ghosts gradually weakened, and after being decomposed, they were no longer as strong as before, and the improvement of the body was limited.

The mirror demon sat on the ground, pale. He knew that his life was not long, because his soul was running out.

In fact, this guy is also unlucky. The phantom 3000 is actually a soul magic, so they are basically immortal. Even if the opponent's strength is strong, it is not easy to defeat these soul puppets. What's more, they can regenerate, cooperate with their own blood limit, and can create nearly infinite soul puppets with the infinite reflection of the mirror A common feature, sharing the soul of mirror demon.

So the more puppets are destroyed, the more the poor child's soul is hurt. Finally, the soul is thin, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

At the last moment, he sat on the ground, thinking of his father, who had been caring for him, for the first time.

Now there is no longer the thought of kneeling and licking the goddess. If God gives him another chance

Well, genius isn't that boring.

So he sat on the ground, looking forward to it, with tears on his face dad.

"Elder." Huo Hong opened her mouth. She didn't know what position she was now. She felt that everything was terrible today.

Ivy thought the same as her, if there was no tonic from this madman.

It's really troublesome. It seems that there will be another fight.

His soul is sensitive, and naturally he can see the relationship between these two people. He can fully understand it, but he will not agree with him. After all, everyone has his own position.

There are two things that make him happy. First, his body has been greatly strengthened. In the future, even if he only does something easily, it will be worth the fare.

Second, black and white are really strong. At least they are artifact level. They are super powerful in attack and defense.

He decided to face up to the elder. Why don't you go to the father and son together.

I don't want to kill people easily, but the people who kill me must be exceptional.

"You killed my son?" The imaginary scolding didn't appear. He was a little afraid of it.

The old man shook his hands slightly and held his son gently. A pair of rough hands rubbed his son's cheek. He looked and looked.

When he turned back, there was deep pain and despair in his eyes.

As well as the unforgettable hatred, like a fire, burning avi to ashes.

Ivy slowly exhaled his breath from his chest and put away his cynical smile. He calmly looked at the old man and said quietly:

"whoever wants to kill me, I will kill anyone!"

"I know, I don't mean to blame you, I just suddenly don't want to live, happened to take you away, I have no problem."

"A lot of things, catch up and make mistakes later, it's just so helpless." Ivy showed up.

"Not necessarily. In fact, there are omens today. I have tried to avoid them, but the fate is really not that we mortals can contend with."

"It's hopeless."

"Yes, I agree."

They stopped talking, as if they had all said.

A wisp of wind rose between them, and the murderous thing turned into substance. When the old man picked it up and threw it away, the air suddenly turned into an arrow, and it hit Ivy's heart.

At this time, Ivy turned into black and white, and there were gray of various color scales on his skin, and it seemed that some darker gray flowed out. Before landing, they diffused in the surrounding gray world.The wind arrow went on, as if it were unstoppable. Suddenly, Ivy stretched out his hands and pinched it. His forefinger and thumb were like a pair of chopsticks, so natural and happy.

The wind arrow, on his fingertips, like quicksand, scattered.

"What a wonderful taste, ha ha, good pain feeling, thank you, let me taste the different feelings in the world."

All pure and strong emotions are my food. In this two-dimensional world, I incinerate them one by one.

Black and white, is my two insistence at the moment.

Pain makes people grow, Ivy grows a lot, he feels his soul is more condensed.

The old man's attack is simple and powerful, perhaps simple enough, so strong enough.

Ivy didn't know. He only knew that he had benefited a lot this time.

If the old man, with ordinary magic and the most popular cultivation, will be tired and bored after this fight. Finally, he can bet on a bag of spicy strips to win, but he won't get such a harvest.

The old man sat next to his son with a smile on his face. He turned his love for his son into a soul arrow of revenge, playing an attack effect ten times more than usual.

The result is that he can't see it, and it doesn't matter. At this moment, he is going to see his son, who is clumsy, disheartened and a little wayward. He has no way out. That's his son.

Ivy stood there for a long time, thinking about what it was all about.

I can't think of it. That's it.

Anyway, it's always right not to be killed.

Even if they are manipulated by fate, there is no way.

The corners of his mouth were upturned and he did not know who he was laughing at, so he forgave himself.

Huo Hong suddenly stood up, took his hand and asked softly:

"Ivy, is that you

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