Ultra-dimensional Star Master

The mirror demon's face became darker, and his hands became darker as well.

"Between black and white."

The mole on the hand bounced up slightly, and the hand returned to its flawless state.

The mole turned into black mist with a bang, and suddenly enveloped the endless... or the void of several meters in radius, perfectly containing Ivey's figure. So all attacks are ineffective.

The fragments of the chainsaw were still in the form of the phantom. They fell into Ivey's black and white shadow and were immediately turned into black and white, turning into two streams of energy. They blended into Ivey's body and felt so comfortable.

This feeling of absolute defense is amazing.

He turned around slightly and walked towards the mirror demon, while the phantoms around him rushed towards him even more crazily.

There was sweat on the mirror demon's forehead. He was closely connected with the phantom, and he could completely feel the black and gray terror around Ivy.

He quickly backed away, and a large mirror rose up in front of him. It was square and square, and suddenly it spread like mahjong tiles on both sides, stretched up and down, and covered Ivey completely. The best thing was that the Phantom was suddenly strengthened. Cheng, from three thousand to endless...

If the world were a computer, it would be down by now, right?

The Mirror Demon showed no intention of relaxing at all. His chest heaved violently, and more sweat poured down his forehead.

As soon as the endless phantom comes into contact with Ivey's black and white world, it will be immediately decomposed and then strengthen Ivey's body.

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

How about taking this guy back?

Ivey had such an idea in his mind, but soon he knew that he was wrong, because the phantoms gradually weakened, and after being decomposed, they no longer had the same strength as before, and the improvement to the body was already very limited.

The mirror demon sat slumped on the ground, his face pale. He knew that his life was not long because his soul was almost exhausted.

In fact, this guy is also unlucky. The Phantom Three Thousand is actually a soul magic, so they are basically immortal. No matter how strong the opponent is, it is not easy to defeat these soul puppets, not to mention that they can regenerate and cooperate. The limit of one's own blood inheritance and the infinite reflection of the mirror can create nearly infinite soul puppets. However, they have one common characteristic, sharing the mirror demon's soul.

So the more puppets were destroyed, the greater the damage to the soul of the poor child was. In the end, the soul was thin and the oil was exhausted.

At the last moment, he sat on the ground, thinking of his father who had always cared for him, and for the first time he felt heartbroken.

Now he no longer has the desire to kneel and lick the goddess. If God gives him another chance...

Well, God is not so boring.

So he sat on the ground, looking longingly at his father who was running towards him with tears on his face.

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

Ivey's thoughts were the same as hers, if it weren't for the nourishment sent by this madman.

This inexplicable guy is really troublesome, and it looks like he's going to have another fight.

His soul perception is keen, and he can naturally see the relationship between the two people. He can completely understand it, but he will not agree with it. After all, everyone has their own position.

There are two things that make him happy. First, his body has been greatly strengthened. Even if he can just do something skillfully in the future, it will be worth the price.

Second, Black and White are really strong, at least at the artifact level, and their offense and defense are super powerful.

He decided to confront this elder head-on. Why don't you reunite father and son?

I don't want to kill anyone easily, but the person who kills me must be an exception.

"Did you kill my son?" The imaginary rebuke and curse did not appear. He was a little afraid of this.

The old man's hands were trembling slightly, and he hugged his son gently. A pair of rough hands rubbed his son's cheeks, and he looked at him again and again.

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

And the unforgettable hatred, like a fire, burned Ivey to ashes.

Ivey slowly exhaled the air in his chest and put away his cynical smile. He looked at the old man calmly and said calmly:

"I will kill whoever wants to kill me!"

"I know. I don't mean to blame you. I just suddenly don't want to live anymore. I happen to want to take you away, and I don't have any objection."

"There are many things that go wrong before they happen. It's just so helpless." Ivey spread his hands.

"Not necessarily. In fact, there was a warning today. I have been trying to avoid it, but fate is really not something that we mere mortals can contend with."

"It's despairing."

"Yes, I agree."

The two stopped talking, as if everything had been said.

A wisp of wind rose between them, and what looked like murderous aura turned into substance. The old man picked it up and flicked it, and the aura suddenly turned into an arrow and flew forward, hitting Ivey's heart.

At this time, Ivey turned into black and white, with various shades of gray on his skin, and some darker grays seemed to flow out. Before they had time to fall to the ground, they spread in the surrounding gray world.

The wind arrow continued to move forward, seemingly unstoppable. Suddenly, Ivey stretched out his hands and pinched it, with his index finger and thumb, just like pinching a pair of chopsticks, so natural and happy.

The wind arrows were at his fingertips, scattering and drifting like quicksand.

"It tastes so wonderful, haha, it feels so painful. Thank you for letting me taste different feelings in the world."

All the pure and strong emotions, UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔ are my food. In this two-dimensional world, I turn them into ashes one by one.

Black and white are my two insistences at the moment.

Pain makes people grow, and Ivey has grown a lot. He feels that his soul has become more solid.

The old man's attack is simple but powerful. Perhaps it is simple enough, so it is powerful enough.

Ivey doesn't know, he only knows that he has benefited a lot from this time.

If the old man used ordinary magic and the most common cultivation level, he would definitely be tired and bored after this fight. In the end, he could still bet on a pack of spicy chips and win, but he would not get such a gain.

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, exerting an attack effect ten times greater than usual.

He couldn't see the outcome, and it didn't matter. At this moment, he was about to see his son, that stupid, unsatisfactory, and a little willful son. No matter what, that was his son.

Ivey also stood there for a long time, thinking about what all this was for.

If you can’t think of it, then so be it.

No matter what, it is always right not to be killed.

Even if you are manipulated by fate because of this, there is nothing you can do about it.

The corners of his mouth turned up, not knowing who he was laughing at, so he excused himself.

Huo Hong suddenly stood up, held his hand as he was about to leave, and asked softly:

"Ivy, is that you?"