Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 812
"Palace master! Quickly use the causal chain!"

"Boss!"

"Sir!"

Everyone in Mythology yelled Immortal in Painting on the team channel, and they had different titles.

"...Do you think I don't want to?"

The immortal's tone in the painting was extremely struggling.

He also wanted to use the causal chain to run away, but this time he kicked the iron board.

Even if the strength of the dream apostle is not completely linked to the level, it must be positively correlated.

It doesn't make sense that Tier [-] would be so strong!
Immortal in the painting is underestimated, and the causal chain is placed in the imprint space.

Mythical people dance the little gods at a place close to it - of course, Xia Yanfu radiates out the aura, and cannot perceive it through changes in the basic environment.

"Sir..."

Useless refers to the previous dealing with the old gods, we said that it will definitely be able to play some role.

The "sun" used to make people crazy, and without the sun, the era of eternal night will fall into the scorching heat again.

But compared to the one behind the eyes, it is still much worse.

Under strength, the gap is so small.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Hua Zhongxian suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Where are you guys taking me?"

"Is he sure he's just sleepy?"

Did Tie Xin pay attention to the battle between the myth and the eyeballs, looked at Xia Yanfu and asked: "How is it, what he saw was the same as what you saw?"

Xia Shishi was suspended in the sky.

As long as we continue to fight to the death, the two of us will also be driven to death.

Xia Yanfu didn't have a good name at all, but there would be a situation where everyone was found, the matter was resolved, and at the very beginning, he closed his eyes and kicked his legs, and drove west with satisfaction, right?

With 87 people teaming up, they will definitely fight.

"The difference from God's dream is one level less existence." Tie Xin explained, "But they are chaos and pollution itself, and God's dream is order."

The mythical crowd followed closely behind.

The power emitted by the eyeballs is far weaker than expected.

"..."

"...they retreat, you have nothing to say."

This eyeball is mine.

Survivors were able to survive in the past, but also rely on ourselves.

"Try it, you don't think you can."

Mei Ming looked, and Mei Ming saw an eyeball floating in my hand, a very abnormal eyeball, the kind with nerves.

The mythical people really felt the chaos and pressure before they really fought against that huge eyeball.

All await what happens next.

At that time, everyone in the mythology spoke.

Xia Yanzhen said.

The causal chain re-opened the channel, and when a group of people came, they were no less arrogant, and when they left, they were no less embarrassed.

If you are not careful, you will be entangled and it is difficult to get out.

It's so useless because our strength is good, and we pose a threat to the two ancient dream apostles.

"That's why, let's go."

"A finger, hair?"

Whether it is the eyes or other parts of the body, I can do plug and play.

When the two small lands were placed in front of the same plane again, Xia Yanzhen breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm too sleepy, you should sleep first."

The crowd passed through the clouds.

"Can't they feel the breath and power of the old gods?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

In that battle, the people of Shinhwa fought extremely hard, and they are gaining the upper hand.

That is less than a mere weak enemy.

With all our strength, facing such an enemy, it is estimated that we can only play [-]% of it.

Eternal Night Era is not as complicated as White and Dark.

Hua Zhongxian said decisively, the matter has come to this point, the correct choice is to run directly.

The Shinhwa people, who were still struggling, looked at that scene and felt that what happened just now seemed to be a dream.

Let people realize that it is a bad provoking master.

Xia Yanzhen took it, with a strange expression on his face: "You have the ability to do his plug and play."

I covered my right eye with my hand, and frowned slightly. A moment ago, I lost a completely damaged eye.

The fairy in the painting took out the causal chain from the imprinted space: "Go back first, that matter is very important, and it is something that your mythology alone can resist."

For a moment, a sense of crisis welled up in my heart.

Myths and other people look at the fairy in the painting.

"What's more?"

Xia Yan really had a bad temper.

Pixie is slow to realize that something is right.

The low-hanging "sun" has a very weak sense of existence, and the eyes of a group of people are almost pulled away.

Looking around, there is still a layer of clouds.

That's why we've been let off the hook.

Coming to the "below" of the crack, the light suddenly became weaker.

The light below is like a ball of flames, wrapped under the eyeballs, and it is like weird tentacles, dancing continuously.

While he was struggling, he saw Xia Shishi flying over from the corner of his eye.

It used to be combat power, let it go.

"You ask someone to arrange it." Xia Yanzhen opened his closed eyes just now, and he is about to arrange a transplant operation.

"with!"

You know, there are a total of 87 people in the Shinhwa team.

The old gods, and the apostles of my dream, should also know of their existence.

If you really want to kill, the myth will be destroyed when we arrive.

Xia Yanfu said.

And it has to be in a calm state.

A group of people standing at the lowest point of God's dream.

Immortal in the painting and the others answered, it was real or not.

Everyone is accumulating strength, making preparations for a life-and-death fight.

At the same time, he was also questioning that such an opponent was enough to be at the level of the dream of the lower gods.

The era when the saints held the small land low has not yet begun.

What Xia Yanfu felt was also confusion.

"What the hell is that light?" The Immortal in the Painting asked.

In fact, the eyeballs are also rapidly rising and falling, locking onto the mythical people, and the flames burning below are getting lower and lower.

"When you put your eyes back on, your reputation should be completely suppressed." Xia Yanfu said.

All that was missing disappeared before it crumbled into countless fragments.

"Humph."

The Immortal in the Painting understands that it is definitely a weak enemy who cannot kill him!

Among them, the fairy in the painting is the weakest and wronged, but the others are also bad.

Xia Yanzhen stuffed his eyes into the hollow eye sockets, even though there was no connection under the optic nerve.

If you are not careful, you will be polluted by this weird power.

"Go, tell everyone that the crazy sun hasn't disappeared yet, and the Eternal Night Era will follow." Xia Yanzhen said to the guards.

When Tie Xin, Xia Yanzhen and the others left the temple, everyone in Shinhwa was forced to follow behind, and they could only ask questions.

The painting fairy narrowed his eyes.

It's not hot yet.

In the last second, the special light of the flame, the distorted light, collapsed together with the extremely small eyeballs.

Lu Xinrong summoned the guards, I am about to leave that world, there is nothing to delay and tell me.

The power and aura emanating from under the eyes are extremely aggressive and polluting.

It seems that there is a good name.

If you want to win, you need these few people to launch a retreat desperately and severely damage the eyeball with a suicide attack.

Eyeballs also rolled and looked at us.

You cannot quit at will.

Otherwise, it is doubtful to lose.

Mythic team, can't take that giant eye in the sky.

"You want to know the secret of the disappearance of us 'Apostles of Ancient Dreams'?" Tie Xin looked at a group of people and said, "In that case, let me show you."

It was as bad as a piece of glass falling from a low altitude of [-] meters and smashed to pieces.

Yes, that's where it starts?

Tie Xin looked at the mythological people: "They have also experienced part of the power of the old gods. They will inevitably face the enemies in the future. Go back and think about how to deal with them."

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Xia Shiyi flying all the way, and rushed back into his tiny eyeballs without stopping.

If we continue like that, we will only be eroded and destroyed one by one, and the whole army will be wiped out.

Its pollution is an exaggeration to say that the sky is far away, but it is not a hundred and four thousand miles away.

The famous name Xia Yanfu let go of his aura to perceive, feel the chaotic words.

Even hugging the calf is possible.

That was a delay in telling the current dream apostle.

Tie Xin shook his head: "I can't feel it, the old gods are too high. We have also faced the old gods directly, and we can feel their breath and power only after we have a deep intersection with them."

Right now, the fairy in the painting is not calm at all, and there is no way to take out the causal chain from the imprint space.

Directly broke into our famous and safe battlefield.

Anyway, the apostle of the dream will meet the old gods sooner or later.

"Old God?"

Tie Xin said, "It's the aggregation of the remaining power and the power that comes out of one, with a little carelessness."

"Yes! If you go up like that, you will really be wiped out there! Someone must do it!"

Before we finished speaking, Xia Yanfu and I didn't pay any attention to those people in Shinhwa.

The immortal in the painting glanced twice, and felt that there was still some chaotic aura emanating from the eyes of that beautiful name.

"That's not the main body?"

Xia Yanfu held his hollow right eye and returned it to Xia Yanzhen.

But this Xia Shiyi just flew back like that.

I blinked and looked at that world... Well, what is the difference between bad image and future?
No matter how many levels, it takes time to get something out of the imprint space.

"Follow?"

It's just... just that seems almost meaningless.

See the power that is not there as something.

Although Xia Yanfu looks particularly strong in his hands, don't forget that we are all tenth-order dream apostles!

The abnormally small eyeballs are suspended in the low sky.

Xia Yanfu got the eyes, but the task was not completed.

We survive because we are useless and so useless.

"Is that only one thousandth of what we dealt with the enemy back then? Or one ten thousandth?"

A battle broke out at low altitude.

Those are my eyes.

This eyeball was held by Xia Yanfu, but there was no strong aura.

Now chop off Xia Yanfu's arm and put it back again, recovery is just a matter of a few breaths.

If you still adjust your mentality and make bad preparations for battle now, it is possible to get to where you are today.

"Oh, let him sleep now, you can transplant an eye." Xia Yanfu said.

"Is that okay?"

"That's true."

There are some cracks in the small land upside down in the sky, which is very slender compared to the whole small land, but to humans, it is definitely a small canyon.

When Immortal in Painting and others looked at the giant eyeball.

These turbulent forces passed under me.

"What we want to see now is the old god himself, which is just a relatively common compound of the old god's power. They should lose count after seeing it." Tie Xin also cares whether we believe it or not.

Lu Xinrong let go of the force field, and Tie Xin flew down.

It is wrong to beat one person, it is wrong to beat two people, and it is wrong to beat ten people.

I know it's an illusion, but it doesn't look bad after looking at it.

Fighting life and death all the way to today, how could the fairy in the painting commit the mistake of being distracted in the battle?

The rest nodded busyly.

Very slowly, Xiaojia passed through the crack and came to the world.

Of course, there is a big price to pay.

I described what I saw.

"Yes." Xia Yanfu shook his head, "What you see is just one eye."

Tiexin asked Xia Yanfu.

"Yes." Tie Xin said, "Give them 7 minutes, go and have a try, there's nothing there, you won't feel it until you really face it."

But if you really want to say a word, it is also difficult to send people to death.

Xia Yanfu planned to change his eyes back.

I say in mythology that one is seven.

That world has officially retreated into the Eternal Night Era.

"He put it away first, you are afraid that when you return, you will take that thing back with you." Xia Yanfu said.

"That rascal!"

Yes, even if it is death, it will hurt muscles and bones, let us know what pain is.

"At least sleep for a while, of course you will really sleep and wake up."

Before approaching the crack, Tie Xin stopped talking: "The reason why you disappeared, they will be able to see... part of it very slowly."

Everyone in Shenhua clearly felt that there was no other kind of power in that light, which was too right.

Floating in the sky, Xu Xiaodi ended up flipping.

Immediately afterwards, time seemed to be stopped, especially the time of the eyeballs.

But compared to just now, it's not a world of difference.

That's right, the former dream apostle was almost wiped out, and a few people survived.

Immortal in the painting snorted and greeted her huge eyes.

For now, no one is paying attention to us.

But as my original right eye, now it has returned to the eye socket, at most it will be left in that world by the dream of God as a "thing in the body".

A moment ago, the nerve connection went down.

For the survivors, it is really hard to say which one is more suitable for survival, from the crazy sun to the presence or absence of the sun.

The Immortal in the Painting recalled this time, when he was pressed down by Xia Shishi, could it be that he escaped the restriction of God's dream with that ordinary posture?
It's just that the reputation of the sky was filled with the power of the old gods, and it seemed rather chaotic.

"exactly."

"Isn't that the old god? That's how it was." Immortal in the painting said, "Weak as them, they should be defeated by that kind of enemy."

Compared with the clouds above, the clouds below appear thin and almost penetrated by light.

Lu Xinrong and Tie Xin returned to the temple very slowly.

There are no thick clouds above the small continent.

Big flattery.

Xia Yanfu's condition is not good, so he should settle the matter here earlier so as not to waste time.

It proves that the gap between Xiaojia is so small.

The so-called "hair and fingers" reputation of the old gods took a step back and affected me.

It proved that it was only a temporary suppression, and the connection between Xia Yanzhen and the power of the old gods was still there.

There is no bitterness in Hua Zhongxian's heart, the gap is so small?

"Of course it is, that is just a finger and a hair of the old god."

Xia Yanfu put his right eye back into its socket.

Going up the steps, the subject changed.

In the future, I will need to undergo a transplant operation to change my eyes. Now...

All kinds of forces are raging outside there, even if they are not targeted, if they retreat into it, they will suffer severely.

All the power that was not stirred up, and the polluted breath froze.

"Come on, stuff him."

It shines directly on the people.

"Now it's needed."

This sun is a huge eyeball.

A group of people resolutely blocked the influence of the light with their respective strengths, and followed Xia Yanfu and the other two.

In fact, everyone in the myth has never faced a similar opponent.

I am fighting!

The Apostle of the Dream is of a lower level, and you will more or less encounter the existence of the old god family, and the power of the multi-family family is also very polluting.

"The part of the old god." Tie Xin replied.

As for Xia Yanfu, it was just as Xia Yanzhen said.

"That light..."

(End of this chapter)