"……What?"

This sudden sentence also directly stunned the three apostles.

"Did something happen?"

When Di Ruiji heard this, he subconsciously asked, and at the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the black giant sword in Fang Mo's hand.

But it was just a glance.

Di Ruigi's intuition sounded a strong alarm, as if his sanity was being gradually stripped away.

That thing is not a weapon at all, it is simply like some kind of chaotic chaos. It is a huge mouth opened in reality from the abyss of the beginning, as if it wants to eat away all the rules and order, even if it is made up of countless

Made of pathogens, once it gets stained by this thing... I'm afraid it will be devoured in an instant.

Not even a tiny fragment of the soul will remain.

Realize this.

Di Ruiji also had some vague guesses. He estimated that the vicious woman had done something immoral again, and this time she had offended Fang Mo to death.

"Sure enough, did that woman do something bad again?"

Soon, Lotus here also reacted and said directly: "Although you don't need our help, can you take us with you? I hate Held so much now."

"The situation is probably worse than you think."

Fang Mo rubbed his eyebrows with one hand. The woman's skill really surprised him: "If we really get into a fight, I don't know if you can withstand the aftermath... I can only give you an audience seat at most."

Speaking of which.

Fang Mo also pulled out two ender swords.

These ender swords are specially used by him to catch toys in various worlds. Although they have no extra characteristics, they are all enhanced with indestructibility.

"Can't bear the aftermath? Are you looking down on us too much?" When Lotus heard Fang Mo's statement, he also protested with some dissatisfaction. Of course, even though he said so, his tentacles wrapped around him honestly.

He picked up a weapon: "Forget it... Since we can see Held looking for his own death, the audience seats will be the audience seats."

"Then I also want an audience seat."

Di Ruiji here also stood up and walked towards the other big sword.

"wait wait wait."

However, seeing this scene, Matega here didn't react for a while: "What auditorium? What are you talking about? What does this mean?"

But the other party ignored him.

Instead, it turned into a flash of white light and disappeared into the sword body.

"Um?"

Matega was stunned immediately and watched in astonishment as the two swords slowly floated behind Fang Mo.

"Okay, I'll excuse you for a moment."

Of course, Fang Mo didn't explain it to him, but directly started typing on the public screen with his mind, preparing to enter the /tpa transmission command.

"Wait a moment!"

But just at this moment, Matega suddenly said something.

"Um?"

Fang Mo raised his head and glanced at the other party.

"I..." Matega seemed to hesitate for a moment, but quickly looked up at Fang Mo: "Can I take the liberty to ask? How do you plan to treat Lotus and Di after Held's death?

Reggie?”

"Give them each a separate different dimension and let them be my little brothers."

Fang Mo spread his hands casually: "The apostle setting is quite interesting. Wouldn't it be nice for me to occasionally borrow your power system to show off? Thousands of tentacles can pull out everything."

"Do I want to surrender to you?"

Matega didn't understand the plot here, and was thinking quickly at this moment: "Then...is there plenty of food in the other dimension?"

"Here, let me show you this."

When Fang Mo heard this, he waved his hand directly.

Under the blessing of the power of dimension, the space where his fingertips passed collapsed like a mirror, collapsing into a huge geometric cavity, and a wave of heat suddenly hit his face.

"……This is?"

Matega looked up and was stunned.

Through the torn space and time, he saw a terrifying world full of lava.

The air there is hot and dull, clusters of dimly lustrous crystals hang in the sky, and blazing fire slurry flows everywhere on the ground.

These burning streams meandered from the scarlet rocks, crossed over the rugged strange trees, passed through the terrifying area like flesh and blood, and finally converged into vast seas of magma. The boundless fire pools even

You can't even see the end at a glance.

In a daze, Matega seemed to see his home planet Tartan.

Smelling the sulfur smell in the air, an unusually strong appetite arose in Matga's heart, and even Antuen's body began to stir uneasily.

"What is this place?"

Suppressing his appetite, Matega asked Fang Mo expectantly: "...is it heaven?"

"It's hell."

Fang Mo immediately spread his hands after hearing this.

"Then can I go to hell?" Matega said without thinking: "We can also surrender to you, as long as you are willing to satisfy our strong appetite..."

"I've seen many people who want to go to heaven, but this is the first time I've seen people who want to go to hell."

After hearing what the other party said, Fang Mo couldn't help but lift his forehead.

"This is paradise for us." Matega here didn't think there was any problem: "Tartan used to be a world like this. There was delicious energy everywhere, and we could enjoy it anytime.

...Okay, let’s call it what you want, can we go to hell?”

"Then you may have to listen to a few hellish jokes first."

Fang Mo replied subconsciously.

"What?"

Matga on the opposite side was also stunned when he heard this: "Is this... what I understand? You can go to hell just by listening to a few jokes. Is there such a good thing?"

"Don't just listen, you also have to laugh."

Fang Mo touched his chin: "But I'm in a bit of a hurry now. Let's just think of something to make up the numbers. Lao Ma, if you calculate the time, the earth is almost in the Year of the Dragon this year. So as we all know, in addition to the Year of the Dragon

In addition to the birth of dragons, there will also be a small peak of fertility..."

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Matega immediately threw his head back and started laughing.

"No, be more serious!" Fang Mo also raised his forehead and reminded: "The point of laughter is not here yet!"

"Feel sorry……"

Seeing this, Matega scratched her head twice in embarrassment.

"So in the face of this phenomenon, do you know what idiom should be used to describe it?" When Fang Mo said this, he also shook his head and added: "Dragon-born leek... Haha! Unexpected!?"

"..."

However, after hearing this, Matega blinked his eyes blankly.

"You're really smiling!" Fang Mo wiped his face again and reminded: "Why, you can't laugh after hearing this?"

"Well."

Matega reacted immediately, and then laughed a few times: "Ha...haha..."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

After the joke failed, Fang Mo waved his hand a little disappointed: "Let's go, let's kill Held. This guy is already making trouble now, which is a bit disgusting."

Finish this sentence.

Fang Mo's TP command was also sent directly.

"wait wait wait!"

However, at this moment, Matega spoke again: "Can we have another auditorium? We also want to see Held die..."

"Then hurry up."

Fang Mo didn't waste any time and directly drew an Ender Sword.

Matga raised his hand to take the sword, lowered his head and studied it. After all, this guy was also the King of Tartan. He had seen the operation of Di Ruji and Lotus before, but he quickly figured out the sword.

The general principle of.
To be continued...