"No rules!"

Nemesis broke Yin Lin again and again, thinking that it was done, but unexpectedly, Yin Lin grew out of thin air again, endless.

During the death fight, Yin Lin said nothing throughout the whole process. Even the effort spent on "talking" and the insignificant source could be squeezed out by Yin Lin, squeezed into his fists, and squeezed into all parts of his body, in order to drag Nemesis to death here!

This is the only advantage he can compare with Teacher Ne!

From the beginning, Xiaoxi created the advantage personally!

Yuanhai is his real home court!

"I said,"

Yin Lin smashed the big eyeball that had grown for the 6544th time with another punch, and pieces of flesh fell off from her face, half weak and half solid, and her teeth showed off from the side of her cheeks. At this moment, even though Yin Lin showed a kind smile, she looked particularly hideous in this miserable situation: "I don't even want my life, why do you fight me?"

"No! I will win...it's me!"

Nimesis burst out with bright sunlight, shining the sea of ​​light, temporarily pushing the disorderly hunter around him away. It frantically punched tens of thousands of punches in an instant, smashing Yin Lin to pieces: "Before the invasion of the 'key', I will transfer 1.63 million sources into my body for temporary storage."

"You, there is no possibility!"

This time.

Yin Lin's "reorganization" speed became slower, and the grain-like streaming light condensed in place for a long time, but it did not condense into Yin Lin's body.

"Erase it, stupid new god."

Nemesis hurriedly spread the "particles" that had almost condensed successfully again, and it turned around and prepared to leave.

By calculating this distance, as long as all the "sources" in the body are sacrificed, it can barely return to its world.

Behind Nemesis, an illusory shadow stood up again.

Like a person but not a human, like a god but not a god.

The shadow is entirely composed of data streams and cannot be condensed into a physical body. But this is the case, such illusory light and shadow bring much pressure to Nemesis than before.

"Why are you still alive?"

Yin Lin stretched out her hand, spread her palms and took a look, and then calmly put them down: "This doesn't matter."

"Why are you still alive?"

In the sea of ​​origin, Yin Lin stepped forward toward Teacher Nie.

"Why are you still alive?"

Nemesis's voice was louder and louder, and the last sentence seemed to be a roar from the soul: "Impossible!" As he roared, Nemesis's body soared ten thousand times, and his eyeballs opened on its body condensed by the star.

"Because this is my territory."

The data flow of shadow began to be reorganized, and a mysterious and complex formation was generated out of thin air.

Seven completely different pictures fall on the seven points on the formation.

...

In the dark world.

Kamemi, who felt lonely and helpless because of the "disconnection", was shocked all over.

She felt the familiar connection again.

It is not a simple connection between the "master and servant", nor is it a connection between props and the host.

Bunches of "bonds" that are invisible to the naked eye connect her and Yin Lin.

This is the "reason" between them.

"Xiaomei understands, young master."

A bright and warm light broke through the darkness and fell into the world of black and white, shining on the girl's cheeks that had not dried up.

She smiled slightly, and the sound of Kakaka's bone twisting sounded crisply, and she skillfully turned into the shape of a cup.

"Holy Grail posture"!

The huge resentment accumulated in the space of evil thoughts for countless years has gathered in Jiagemini's body, with limbs facing the sky, and the flowing resentment overflowed in the shape of the cup mouth formed by the limbs facing the sky.

"Go, Master!"

...

Swordsman, spearman, bowman, knight, wizard, assassin, berserk.

It was originally a "Great Holy Grail Array" that followed the rules, and the seven ranks of the graphic printed on "Data Flow Yin Lin" gradually became a model.

A narrow "think" floated out from the small black doll's eyebrows and fell into Yin Lin's eyebrows.

The little black doll is originally the carrier of "thinking" authority. When the authority is separated, the doll falls from Yin Lin's shoulders. The ordinary alchemy doll is instantly broken down and separated from the disorderly hunters, and there is no residue left.

Yin Lin opened her eyes.

"It shouldn't be like this."

He smiled.

The original plan was completely hidden from the seven ranks.

On each "node", the blank positions light up again, and the "10" images reappear.

""Missions" are all just a ray of thoughts."

Bands of light floated out from the "thinking formation" on Yin Lin's body, and figures imprinted in Yin Lin's "thinking" came here with the blessing of the "holy grail".

Uranos appeared first.

She looked back and smiled: "You finally understand the true meaning of 'longing'."

Yin Lin replied: "General."

Next was a man wearing golden armor, with unruly blonde hair automatically.

Gilgamesh lowered his head, glanced at Yin Lin at a forty-five degrees, nodded, then looked at Nemesis from a distance, and sneered: "Tsk, a mere god."

An old man holding a crutch and wearing a pointed hat calmly stepped out of his light.

It's A Deng.

At this moment, Yin Lin's miserable appearance made A Deng frown, but what he saw was the essence of this posture and a smile of relief: "Young man, you have finally reached the end of 'science'."

The end of science is theology, nothing wrong.

Another blonde man in armor inserted his giant sword at his feet with both hands.

It's Homeros.

Homeros and Gilgamesh were both blondes. They ignored the gods in the distance and looked at each other, and sparked a fierce spark in their eyes.

"Yo!"

The Supreme Master hung his palms in front of his chest, and it was empty. When he walked out of the light, his eyes were still a little dull. He always felt something missing on his chest and was uncomfortable. When he finally vaguely identified the smell of his close friend from that piece of data, the Supreme Master grinned and said, "You, it's still far from me."

Jian Nanchun, one man, one sword and one white clothes, turned into an umbrella, and supported on his head.

This is Jian Nanchun when he was young, with a splendid style and his youth has not passed.

"A temple on the top of the mountain is a pot of wine," Jian Nanchun turned into a pot of wine and ate it with his head: "Happy!"

"I have to drink too!"

Chen Bei stepped out of light, exuding the breath of a peerless master, while siping wine and looking up at the gods.

The two black and white sheep, the master of painting smoke, Nie Shanhe, Ye Liangchen...

Seniors step out of the stream of light.

All of them are in Yin Lin's memory, their best age.

Shi Huayan and Chenbei stood side by side. They could not join hands during their lifetime. At this moment, they understood their identity as "Missing Body" and stood together unscrupulously, with a sigh.

The last one.

"Husband."

At this moment, Xia Ruxue lost the vicissitudes of the third life, and had a bit more playfulness from the Xia Xiaoman era. She fell next to Yin Lin and stood with Yin Lin.

She reached out to the data stream with distress and pulled it out: "Why are you, your husband, you're beaten like this?"

Yin Lin shook the person, shook desperately, and then replied to his wife's words: "It's hard to describe it."

Xia Ruxue: "How many years have passed?"

Yin Lin: "A mere hundred years."

"It's another hundred years."

Yin Lin smiled: "My heart is still the same."

Xia Ruxue pouted and expressed dissatisfaction, but after a moment, she smiled sweetly and sighed, which was difficult to understand.

Nemesis watched Yin Lin shake people.

He saw that the "people" shook by Yin Lin was just like a "copy" or a "projection", and such a weak existence would be broken when touched.
To be continued...