Star Dome Railway: A group of rich people, counter-killing the demon bow and causing trouble for the

At this moment, the Ministry of Craftsmanship.

On the flower platform selected after death, everyone stood around.

"Change of laurels?" Star looked at the crown in front of him and muttered.

She is like a real crown, shining and shining.

He turned his head and asked Walter: "Uncle Yang, you are the most knowledgeable here, do you know what this is?"

Walter looked at the Laurels of Illusion in deep thought.

"I don't know very well..." Walter

vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen this thing in the Black Tower space station.

The people who received their Star Dome train took them around almost the entire Black Tower space station. This crown of change... It seems to have been seen in the collection room of the Black Tower?

"I remember, I remember!" March Seven stretched out his hand, a little proud, "I saw this thing, I saw it in Miss Black Tower's space station!"

"But how could it be here?"

"The abundances were stolen?"

Walter smiled gently: "Little March, you don't have to be too surprised, and you don't have to start suspecting who stole it now."

"Even if it is a rare and strange thing, a huge universe, it is impossible for only one to appear." Nothing other than [Destiny] cannot be repeated. It is normal for a strange thing to appear seven or eight at the same time in the universe.

"Maybe this realm change laurel is not the one of the Black Tower space station?"

"It's like now somewhere in the universe, maybe there is another person named Walter, who is explaining knowledge to a girl named March Seven."

"After all, this galaxy can accommodate any possibility."

"So," Tsukichi muttered, "So what's the use of this thing??" It feels like an ordinary decoration, or will this girl accept it? "

No girl can refuse a nice decoration!

Although....

This is a crown whose role is unknown.

But it's okay to hold it in the hands of the stars, and take the lead yourself, it should be okay, right...?

After a stirring spirit, March 7 was finally a little afraid that he would die if he tried it himself.

And just as everyone was looking around the Crown of Change, Gong Yiliang, who had been hiding behind everyone, suddenly spoke: "Everyone..." Gong Yiliang's

tone was obviously worried.

"The question we should be most concerned about now should not be why Xuanlu died suddenly? Or, is he really dead? "

Clearly, Gongliang thought of another possibility.

That is, Xuanlu may not be dead, he just hides and wants to give everyone a fatal blow.

After speaking, Gong Liang immediately raised his head.

He is a genius!

He thought of this possibility, because it couldn't bother him at all!

The public sorghum awaits everyone's cheers.

However, the eyes of several people in the train crew looked at the gongliang, only a trace of doubt, and finally transformed into relief.

After all, Gong Liang can only be regarded as an ordinary person, at least in front of the Star Dome train set, he can be regarded as an ordinary person....

Walter explained: "Master Gongfu, you can rest assured that we are very sure that Xuanlu is dead. If Xuanlu hadn't died, his imaginary energy would have floated in the air.

"And now, this energy is gone, not at all."

"In other words, he is dead and completely erased from the source."

It stands to reason that after killing a destiny walker, the other party's remaining imaginary energy will still float in the sky, and eventually slowly return to fate.

Energy is conserved, the total amount does not change.

But there was not a trace of that Xuanlu's imaginary energy left.

There are many ways to achieve this effect, and Walter's black hole is one of them, so he is not surprised.

"The deer, really, really dead?" The public sorghum stuttered a little.

Valte nodded: "Well, it should be the hand of the strong man on Luofu." "

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the scene in the Taibu Division at that time....

Three star core hunters, a cloud rider general, and a powerful white-haired woman.

Above Luofu, it can be lively now.

There are so many strong people that a table of emperor Qiongyu can't squeeze it.

Who shot, can't guess, can't guess at all.

You don't have to guess either.

The public sorghum was completely deflated.

He lost, he was alone....

But I don't know why, the reinforcements invited by this group of generals don't seem to care about the dead Xuanlu. Is it because the strong do not disdain to pay attention to such trifles?

Soon, the public realized why they didn't care about Xuanlu.

The pink-haired girl held a crown and studied it out of her mind.

The yellow-haired leader stood looking at the creation furnace, and the gray-haired

woman...

Wait, gray-haired girl, where did she go?

Gong Liang looked around, and finally saw half of the head of the star poked out from a trash can.

"

She seems to be playing a very new game?"