Ling Xingye seemed indifferent to the behavior of "Spirit" walking forward suddenly talking to himself, and his eyes were still fixed on Baoliang who was opposite.
"It turned out to be like this..." Bao Liang was a little surprised, but he immediately calmed down, "I have to say, I still underestimated you, Ling Xingye. It's really a wonderful substitute technique."
…A few minutes ago, outside the theater, Ling Xingye and Front Wind fought for the "right to appear on the stage".
Ling Xingye deliberately chose to fight close to the body, and the moment the two of them got close to each other, he sent out a signal.
"I have a way to go in together."
"Oh, why should I listen to you?"
"The theater has become a part of Fangcun Mountain. Even if it is you, it is not so easy to force your way in. So you can only follow its rules." Ling Xingye said quickly, "Either cooperate with me, or leave here!"
Front of the wind chuckled: "I choose the third one - kill you first, and then go in and kill that guy!"
As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind was summoned.
But instead of attacking Ling Xingye, he ran headlong into the "Bo Mingzuo" theater.
For a while, sand and rocks flew, and the sky fell apart.
The temperature of the ultra-high-speed airflow reached a terrifying 3,000 degrees Celsius, burning everything in its path.
But it only has no effect on the building itself of "Bomingzuo".
The strong wind continued to hit the theater, and the wind in front sighed, leaning on the hammer and looking at Ling Xingye.
"Okay, let's talk about your plan." She shook the chain hanging from the tip of her tongue, "—this state is exactly what you want, right? Puppeteer."
"It's very simple." Ling Xingye said, while manipulating the monster to return to the travel bag, he quickly made a new puppet with the quick-setting spray.
Then he took out the clothes and various small props from the travel bag, and dressed the puppet in a few strokes to look like the wind ahead.
Although there is still a big gap compared with the real person, it cannot withstand a closer look, but it is enough to look like the real thing when viewed from a distance.
Finally, Ling Xingye handed over a ghost mask and a black coat.
"Next, you just need to follow me. Don't say anything until you get inside!"
…
Now, they successfully entered the theater and saw the mastermind behind the scenes.
Facing the automatic puppets surrounded by the enemy, the wind in front no longer concealed it, and rushed out brazenly.
The air blunt weapon was swung out, immediately smashing an automatic puppet.
In the eyes of ordinary people, these automatic puppets are extremely powerful and terrifying existences comparable to immortal vampires; but in the eyes of the wind ahead, they are just dolls that can be destroyed with a single blow.
If they don't have strong defensive capabilities like Ling Xingye or Yifangtong, most opponents are just flimsy cannon fodder in the eyes of the wind ahead.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xingye was secretly happy. The decision to cooperate with Fengqianfeng is indeed not wrong! Among other things, being able to eliminate these automatic puppets for him would be a great help.
Bao Liang was very reluctant to see her appear here, and kept beating the ground with his civilized stick.
"My perfect stage, barging in on uninvited guys."
It wants to forcibly expel the wind ahead, but finds that it can't - she is a hybrid product of human and angel, her special existence is half a level higher than that of mortals, and she is naturally resistant to the "rules of the world".
Just like the artificial heaven before, it can suppress the wind in front of it, but in the end it is its own power that hurts her. There is no possibility of forcibly killing it.
In the same way, Baoliang's magic theater can suppress and interfere with the wind in front of her, and can induce her power to run wild and counterattack herself.
But not directly on itself.
Seeing the wind in the front killing all directions here, all the automatic puppets under him have no enemy.
Baoliang couldn't stand it anymore. It raised its top hat and said, "Magic is not tricks. Do you know what real magic is?"
No one answered, but it didn't expect an answer, and immediately gave the answer itself.
"It's space transformation."
Bao Liang snapped and snapped his fingers.
Like stage special effects, with it as the center, a white mist spreads.
The smoke came and went quickly, and it lasted almost for a moment before disappearing.
Also missing are the wind ahead and those automatic puppets.
"Space movement?" Ling Xingye raised his vigilance, the ability of the space system is the most difficult to deal with.
Baoliang seemed very satisfied with the current situation, and immediately became excited again.
I saw him open his arms and look around the auditorium in the distance: "So... tonight's performance has begun! Cheer, audience! Your hero is here!"
The originally lifeless auditorium seemed to be activated suddenly, and tens of thousands of spectators gave out deafening cheers and prolonged applause.
Ling Xingye was taken aback by the sudden movement.
"Look, Ling Xingye." Bao Liang said, "The audience understands."
"understand?"
"Understood that you were able to save them." Bao Liang said with a smile, "How energetic, isn't it? Only when they see hope can they behave like a competent audience."
"That's why I like you saviors!" Baoliang continued, "You can bring vitality to my theater, as well as long-lost cheers from the heart."
What a bad taste, Ling Xingye shook his head in his heart, and noticed a word it said just now.
"us?"
Baoliang raised his hand and pointed to the sky above his head with his civilized stick.
On the dome of the theater, there was a birdcage hanging—if Baoliang hadn't reminded him, he would have thought it was a chandelier.
In the cage is not a bird, but a young girl.
Ling Xingye narrowed his eyes and looked carefully - silver hair, that is a silver!
"The closest thing to success is this little bird. It's a pity..." Bao Liang said, "Ling, I'm very optimistic about you!"
Ling Xingye had no intention of continuing to listen, and had already manipulated the sprites to rush towards him.
The wrist knife popped out, and the sprite rotated at high speed around its body, dancing a piece of knife wheel in the air.
"As I said, the real magic is space transformation." Bao Liang snapped his fingers calmly.
The space in front of Baoliang was elongated in an instant, and the sprite spun in the air for a long time with the help of momentum, but was still unable to touch the target.
Then, Baoliang took off his top hat and bowed slightly to the audience.
Snapped!
Another snap of fingers.
Baoliang had already appeared in front of Ling Xingye, and the tip of the civilized stick popped out and pierced it.
Ling Xingye cut it with a silk thread, but also encountered the dilemma of space elongation.
On the contrary, Baoliang's spikes can cross space and chase Ling Xingye's chest.
Ling Xingye had no choice but to withdraw quickly.
Baoliang walked unhurriedly and caught up with him easily.
-right here!
Ling Xingye watched Baoliang walk to where he was just now, and immediately activated the mechanism.
— Just now, under the cover of the attack, Ling Xingye took the opportunity to plant a "mine~www..com~fire-extinguishing grenade "wave disturbance" on the ground, the restriction is lifted, and when it is adjusted to the maximum output, it is an air blade generator, powerful Guaranteed.
The grenade detonated right under Baoliang's feet, very close at hand.
—Such a short distance, such a short time, can you continue to manipulate space?
That's right, Ling Xingye's counterattack this time is not for killing, but for testing the enemy's ability.
Baoliang didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't have room to snap his fingers.
A white handkerchief seemed to fall slowly and quickly, covering the grenade.
"At the heart of magic is juggling time."
Under the cover of the handkerchief, the fire extinguishing grenade suddenly stopped working, and even the insurance was withdrawn, returning to stability.
It's like... rewinding the playback.
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