The sudden appearance of this sound was Ying'er, but Gan Cheng felt a sense of relief: "I'm finally here".

Finally here! Uncle Ming!

However, when he turned to see Uncle Ming, he was shocked - is this Uncle Ming?

Judging from the outline, it looks a bit like

At this time, Ming Bo had returned to his human form, still the old man, but his whole body was full of weirdness.

The strange thing is that this person is completely divided.

His body had turned into darkness. Unlike the usual charred blackness, it was pure darkness, black skin and black flesh, dark to the bones. There were only a few places that were bright.

Yes, it's not white, it's bright.

Most people are black and white at most, but part of their body is shining. Not much, just the small circle of the face, heart, and heart. Except for these two places that are surprisingly bright, the others are dark.

He was like a broken human-shaped neon light, leaving only a few light bulbs on his head, face and heart to glow. The strange angle of the light made his facial features extremely strange, far better than the ghosts created by the light and shadow of the movie.

Gan Chengluo knew about the curse, and when he saw him, he thought to himself: What a pity!

The effort failed and the old guy was not cursed to death.

The darkness on Ming Bo's body should be the traces left by the curse. All the bright colors on his body were taken away by the Dark God. However, the light god he later defected to protected him after all, at least retained his head and heart, allowing him to maintain his life. For warriors, the head and heart still exist, and others can live and even regenerate if they are lost. This is the case for such an old guy who is not human.

However, after all, it was a curse that Ming Zhong exchanged for a major sacrifice. Even if he did not take Ming Bo's life, it greatly weakened Ming Bo's strength. At least when Gan Cheng faced Ming Bo, the pressure that he could not have the heart of confrontation had disappeared.

Moreover, theoretically, the cursed part should not be moved anymore. Even if Ming Bo is very strong, he can't just hit someone with his head and heart. How should he do it? Is there a big-headed hammer to jump up?

Thinking of this, Gan Cheng settled down and said, "Ying'er, prepare for battle, nothing scary."

Seeing him looking at him, Ming Bo knew his intentions and sneered: "You think I'm weak, no, I'm the strongest now. I just woke up!" While saying that, he was shocked.

His head lit up. Originally, his head was lit, but that kind of light was just a lantern. At this moment, his head was like a bright moon.

Then, the bright moon became real.

Behind him, a round and bright wheel of light rose, shining like the moon, shining everywhere.

Under the illumination of silver light, even his strange body became a little holy.

The light does not take time to shine. The moon rises and silver light is everywhere. Gan Cheng’s father and daughter are naturally under the light.

In an instant, the two of them were shocked at the same time, and they felt that the silver light was like a shackle, binding them. Yi Gan Cheng's mental power was strong, and Ying'er was extremely powerful, so she could not move at all, let alone break free from the bondage, because they had no idea where the bondage came from.

Looking at the two people who were stunned for a moment, Ming Bo laughed and said, "How is it? Don't you want to take advantage of the situation? Why don't you take action now?"

While speaking, he walked over slowly.

Gan Cheng stared at his movements and found that his walking posture was extremely stiff and could not be said to be quick at all. Even the simplest and lightest person who practiced martial arts was gone. Judging from his movements, he was even worse than ordinary innate warriors. If he and Ying'er had one person who could move, it would be easy to defeat him.

If it can move...

Gan Cheng smiled bitterly, isn’t this nonsense? The warrior showdown, if two words are the most nonsense. If the other party can’t use some trick, I can win. This is simply stupid. In fact, the other party can use that trick, even if it only takes one move, it will win. This is the reason why one move will be fresh and you will eat all over the world.

Ming Bo may not have much strength, but he turned Gan Cheng and Ying'er into a sculpture. Even if a three-year-old child came with a knife, he would stab him to death with one knife. In this game, Gan Cheng and the others would undoubtedly die.

Seeing Ming Bo coming step by step, Gan Cheng felt desperate. He stayed and thought of the end of his death in battle. However, at most he thought of fighting hard and finally losing to death, but he didn't expect to be left alone and be tortured to death by his almost unsaved opponent.

To death... it must be a good death.

Gan Cheng was too familiar with Ming Bo's eyes. The playful and vicious eyes meant that hunters like poisonous snakes would use the most vicious methods to make their prey until they died. Such twisted characters are not uncommon among warriors. But they didn't expect them to fall on their heads.

By this time, he was completely desperate, and the situation was irreversible because no one would come to save them. If anyone came back, it would violate their original intention of severing the rear. Now he did not take his life to heart, but he just felt sorry for Ying'er, a good girl, I'm afraid he would have to die...

Although Ying'er was not as good as Gan Cheng, she instinctively felt disgusted when she saw Ming Bo's expression and cursed: "Old bastard, get out of here!"

Uncle Ming sneered, "Little girl, things are still very energetic now. Do you think I am an old bastard? Do you know why I am a bastard?"

Ying'er spat and spitted on his face. Ming Bo was not flexible in his movements and did not dodge. He wiped his face and said, "Very good, this is your own death. In my world, how dare you be so arrogant."

Suddenly, Gan Cheng shouted loudly: "Ying'er, don't be afraid."

As soon as Ming Bo turned his head, he saw a little blue light flashing above Gan Chengling Platform. Then, with the top of his head as the center, circles of blue light lit up. The blue color was not only light, but also like a pool of water, radiating around, squeezing the space of silver light.

How similar is this situation to Ming Bo’s previous methods?

But there is also essence. First of all, the texture of silver and blue is different. Silver is light, and the light spreads throughout the space, space or space. It only adds a layer of luster. The blue texture pushes open the outside space, and competes with the outside world from all directions, almost introducing a new world.

Secondly, it is of course hard to advance in such a comprehensive range. The speed of blue light spreading is extremely slow, especially after blue formed a protective layer beside Gan Cheng, it is almost difficult to make progress. It is extremely hard to compete with silver light.

Ming Bo was shocked and inexplicably. He got power from the gods and thought that although he had lost his martial arts skills, he could still be invincible. He didn't know that the other party made such movements. Although he didn't know what it was for, the feeling of losing control was very bad.

Ying'er was surprised and said, "Dad?" As Gan Cheng's daughter, she could naturally see that Gan Cheng was releasing her own world. That world was a blue ocean. She had also gone in and played with her and recognized her all at once.

But she also had doubts - as far as she knew, Gan Cheng's world was a virtual world constructed by pure mental power, and could only absorb human spirit and could not be released. Why did she openly fight against Yin Guang now?

At this time, Gan Cheng's body turned around and could see that he was pale and sweating profusely. It was obviously very hard. His eyes were wide open and his eyes were covered with blood, which made him look much more terrifying.

Just when he looked at Ying'er, Gan Cheng showed a rare hint of gentleness and whispered: "Ying'er, don't be afraid."

Ying'er's nose felt sore and she shouted: "Dad, I'm not afraid. Let's defeat this old thief together."

Ming Bo laughed and said, "Down? What to beat him? What's the point of dyeing your body blue? Even if you dye your head green, it's just..."

Before he finished speaking, Gan Cheng moved his body and took a step forward.

Although it was just a small step, it was a shocking step. It was like a blind person opening his eyes for the first time, although he could only see the glimmer of light, it was essentially different.

As soon as he moved, all the situation was pried. Although only one corner was pried up, once pried, it would be possible to turn the tables.

When Ming Bo was shocked, he almost collapsed like an electric shock, but then he found that Gan Cheng's posture was also very strange.

Gan Cheng walked very slowly, very slowly, moving step by step, as if carrying a few thousand pounds of shackles, shaking step by step, staggering and staggering.

Ming Bo was excited and said, "Okay, my world is not so easy to get rid of. Are you idiot walking or crawling? You are so quick, I can kill you with just one finger."

Gan Cheng smiled and said, "Well, then you come. I see if you can stretch out your fingers."

Ming Bo said, "I'll come now." As he said, he went over.

However, his posture was not much more casual than Gan Cheng. He walked like a wounded toad.

The two approached at an extremely slow speed. After a long time, they walked to each other. They stared at each other face to face, and for a moment they were speechless.

After a while, as if they were awake, the two of them yelled at the same time and punched each other. The two fists were crooked and slanted, which was even worse than the style of the crop handle.

However, two punches hit each other at the same time, one of which was the jaw and the other one making a muffled sound.

The two of them showed pain at the same time, but neither stopped and immediately continued to hit each other. With a few bangs, they beat each other with several turtles. Both of them swayed, one pulled and the other, and fell to the ground.

When they fell to the ground, the fight did not stop. They still struggled to hit each other, and used street fights, pulling clothes, pulling their hair, grabbing and biting them, just to try to get as typhoid as possible. They also wanted to press the other party under their bodies and couldn't move. But for the two people who were deeply trapped in heavy shackles, it was even more difficult to leverage the force on the ground, so that their movements were more difficult, and they could lift their limbs, and they were clumsy like two bears.

Two leaders of one side, peerless masters, would probably make people laugh if they were left with such an invisible battle outside.
Chapter completed!