Super Detective in the Fictional World

Just before the moment when Luke madly cut the two evil spirits in the mountainous secret room, somewhere in the **** dimension, a white-haired old man in a black dress looked at an altar without expression.

Then he took out his tablet and opened the notebook.

I found the catalogue at collection point 249, and the last time I sent a large number of qualified souls, but it was forty years ago.

The old man with white hair thought about it and instantly retrieved the entire altar and the related men.

There was no problem with the altar. Perhaps the large-scale sacrifices made by the men responsible for the altar forty years ago caused some attention and were suppressed.

Obtaining this possibility, the white-haired old man did not mean to waste time, and was ready to look at the next place, but the altar in front of him suddenly lit up.

However, this area gathers nearly a thousand altars that have been transferred from the core throne.

The sent soul has an automatic processing program, nothing else, the old man turned around and flew to the next collection point.

At the same time as he turned around, a teleport was opened in the altar, and a light golden light that was several times thicker than his entire body emerged from it.

The protection mechanism of the altar was immediately activated, and the shield was raised.

However, the faith contained in this pale golden light has natural demon-breaking properties.

Someone who was so desperate for points still wanted to gamble and bet a "re-bet" of 600,000.

The isolator set in the normal state only weakened its energy and shattered instantly.

The pale gold light shot in the opposite direction of the white-haired old man was blocked by the arc-shaped shield, and a U-turn came and shot towards his back.

Sensing the anomaly, the dull white eyes of the old man with white hair lighted up the red mansions, and the white hair fluttered, turning his head suddenly to see.

"Maja..." He scolded half a sentence.

The pale golden light enveloped his upper body, and all of them disappeared into the body.

The old man's flying white hair suddenly fell, and his red eyes turned into "fire-eyed golden eyes", and he sprung up with golden light.

He finished the second half with difficulty: "...Faq!"

Countless pale gold rays appeared on his body, cutting them into smaller and smaller pieces.

boom!

The old man exploded into a golden dust, like a golden powder rain.

The pale gold light with little wear and tear swam a series of afterimages in the air, which seemed very pleasant.

But after half a breath, it suddenly turned around, staring at a tiny black hole in the old man's broken gold powder.

There was a message of help from the "companion": Oops, this old man is so good, the brothers are losing ground! Support, we need support!

The pale gold ray of Jiao Ruolong suddenly shone brightly, plunging into the tiny black hole.

...

Somewhere in the distant **** dimension, Mephisto was sleeping quietly in the core palace of the entire hell.

Some time ago, he was impatient to use his deity to manage **** chores, and simply borrowed the shell of a fine soul to create an avatar of the office, giving it the most basic logic and authority.

Then, this avatar moved all the items with major security risks in the core palace to a farther place and managed them centrally.

As long as the avatar can't get out of the dimension of hell, he can use the power of **** to resist the strange power that can destroy the soul.

Old Mo was tossed by this weird energy for a long time, and "experienced" his essence.

This is the power of faith, one of the so-called "powers of God".

However, the kind encountered by Lao Mo was adjusted and blessed by some kind of mysterious existence, which does not have a bonus to the killing effect of **** creatures, and it is difficult to remove.

In fact, Old Mo has been a little hesitant about whether to really go to the Beidou Revenge after the injury.

After all, the neuropathy of Beidou is just the thug of the mysterious existence.

Generally speaking, this kind of thug is just a cannon fodder.

But there are always some aliens, even thugs can be a jade show.

For example, the evil knight, or... Supreme Master Gu Yi.

The upper limit of Beidou's strength is temporarily uncertain, but the existence of this strange "power of God" is absolutely difficult.

After so many years, the old wind and waves have passed through safely, relying on the exquisite "great back to the city" hand-squat at home immediately if you encounter big problems.

As long as I squat at home, then no one wants to kill me! He Mephisto is such a secure demon lord.

...

Suddenly, when he was sleeping, he sensed that the avatar was destroyed in an instant, a sense of crisis hit his heart, and the absolute defense connected with his mind was activated at the same time.

A little gold lighted up not far from the old ink body, and then the pale gold ray of the heartbroken madly squeezed out of the tiny black hole, and shot like a laser cannon on the absolute defense of pure black.

puff!

The black defensive cover suddenly turned gray, and a large hole in the bowl appeared on it.

At this moment, the old Mo body just jumped from the throne, slightly lighter than the absolute defense. The light gold light rose up Yu Yong, decisively ran into the warm embrace of the little friends.

"Aoao~~~" Lao Mo covered his old waist and made a miserable cry.

But in this core palace, no one can see the tragic situation of the Lord Lord, nor can he hear the screaming-the premise is that he should not be angry to know all dimensions.

After a while, Lao Mo first filled in the holes of his absolute defense, and then he bit his teeth and sat down, breathing deeply: "Not angry, I am not angry, calm, I must calm down."

With that said, he looked closely at his injury and suddenly looked relieved: "Fortunately, I have been prepared. This time it was calculated that it was ten times stronger than the previous two, and my injury was not much worse."

At this point his face suddenly changed: the third time! This is the third time Beidou has attacked. There is no such thing as a super-strong man, and the shot is always a sneak attack.

If you continue to work like this, you don't want to go to the earth anymore, you have to guard against sneak attacks every day. Lord Lord finally has a strong sense of anxiety~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gu Yi is so powerful that this guy is not in trouble! He swears in his heart: People Gu Yi style up, knowing that he retreats, he never took the initiative to find the door.

Where is this BeiDou, squatting at the gate of Hell, ready to rush in and bite people at any time!

Do you really want to get revenge from Beidou in the future? Or... quietly peace talks? Thinking about it, Lao Mo still did not make up his mind.

He has lived for many years, and it is normal to decide one thing in a few decades, and it is not unusual for a few hundred years.

However, the alternative management of doppelganger cannot be used. The kind of "power of the gods" is simply poisonous and can be found after chasing soul fragments.

I also blame myself for being too lazy too fast. It seems that I still have to keep pace with the times and keep up with the times. Lord Lord's idea was set extremely fast.

He took out the tablet, gave orders to several men, and fell down to continue to sleep.

In the dimension of hell, several great demons scattered in several places heard a soft message prompt.