American Manga God

"Clap la la!" The space at the gate of the temple distorted again.

The porcelain vases placed on the tables on both sides of the door have been visually dismantled into countless small squares. The good Jingdezhen porcelain has actually become a pixel style thing.

Casillas' space magic is as shocking as ever.

Casillas, who is like a cultivator, appeared, and his honor was even more disrespectful.

Originally, it was pitch black near the eye sockets, but now, all the parts above the cheeks that were exposed to the air were completely black. At least twenty eye sockets were split open, and the triangular gap of each one was slightly oozing with bright red blood.

If the eternal price is to complete Dormammu's "political correctness" and become a "dark" dark world "person", then please forgive me...

Ugly refuse!

"Casillas?"

"May... Doctor?"

Even if it was just a simple greeting, Mordo next to him could feel the aura of swords, lights, swords and shadows in the conversation between the two.

Mei Mumu glanced at the large hole in Casillas' chest where a water bottle could be inserted, and looked at the beating heart that was wrapped in dark matter and seemed to be mended but still beating: "You... how is the old man's health?"

This sentence did not make Casillas go mad.

His heart turned into such a ghost, who did it, doesn't he have a B number in his heart?

"Don't worry, I will make you worse than me soon!" Casillas gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and suddenly dozens of fallen people rushed past him, killing Meimumu and Mordo.

"Sorry! The New York Temple refuses any damage! After all, the bill is still sent to me in the end!" Mei Mumu smiled and used a magic trick.

The speed at which he casts the spell is so fast that the magic has already taken effect before he even finished the previous sentence.

"Kakakaka!" In the strange sound, everything in the vision of the Fallen was splitting apart. The picture seemed to expand, then couldn't bear it, and finally burst into pieces of glass-like mirror images that were still connected at the end of the field of vision.

"Mirror space!?" Casillas said coldly.

The mirror space is also different from person to person. Although every formal mage can use it, it seems that Meimumu can expand the space to the entire hall very rarely. The average mage is ten square feet.

Casillas clenched his left hand, and he was shocked to find that he couldn't use the dangling ring normally.

The suspension ring is the key to getting out of the mirror space. To work, there is a premise, that is, to confirm the position of the space-time gap where the mirror space is located.

But at this moment, Casillas was surprised to find that the coordinates of this mirror space were constantly changing.

In other words, this is not a temporarily opened mirror space. It is a special mirror space that has been prepared for a long time and is constructed by dozens, or even hundreds of time and space gaps.

This is not something that a novice Mei Mumu can do. Obviously, in this series of spaces, there are the handwritings of his junior brothers, Mordo and Hamill.

It is impossible to do it without continuous preparation for several days in advance.

"It's really well-prepared." Casillas sighed, but he hadn't shot yet.

The Fallen did not stop.

What they have to do has never changed, and that is to kill Mei Mumu, the owner of the mirror space.

The center of each mirrored space is the strongest link in this special space, but it is also the weakest link.

After all, if you cannot defeat its master, then it is a cage of despair that is too powerful to imagine. No matter how hard you struggle, you cannot escape this twisted mirror world.

On the contrary, as long as Meimumu is killed, the mirror world will collapse on the spot.

After the Guardians were killed, the New York Temple was a piece of cake.

Both sides know this very well, so what Mei Mumu and Modu have to do is... hide and seek with the fallen.

As soon as Mei Mumu pressed the void on her left, a 'door' that didn't seem to exist before opened. He and Mordo smeared oil on the soles of their feet and slid quickly.

I have seen shamelessness, but I have never seen such shamelessness.

Last time, Mei Mumu used [Sytorak's Crimson Devil Belt] to slap him hard, and it was enough to make him angry. Who knows that this guy can't be a teacher at all, and he starts a guerrilla war with him.

"Chase!" Casillas couldn't hold back his face.

Everything in the vision has become unreliable, and there are bizarre and blurred scenes everywhere.

It seems that he walked out of the temple and came to the road outside, but he saw a picture that could never appear in reality—

There was a Hummer coming from the side, and then at the intersection, it suddenly followed the road that went straight to the ground at a 90-degree angle, as if it was going all the way to hell.

A flying bird flew over, easily penetrated the reinforced concrete wall of the tall building, and flew out from the other end of the building.

If you simply believe your own eyes, these pictures will definitely drive people crazy.

In front, Mei Mumu and Mo Duming were obviously dragging time. They activated the [self-acceleration] magic, their bodies turned into a streamer, and they ran fast.

In reality, it would be about seven seconds and one hundred meters, which would definitely make any famous sprinter despair.

Theoretically, UU reading www.uukanshu.com [self-acceleration] can reach ten times, but unfortunately, while accelerating oneself, the burden on one's body also increases exponentially.

Even if Mei Mumu has gone through several months of high-intensity fighting training, doubling the speed is enough. In fact, it was he who slowed down Mordo's rhythm.

How could Big Cassie race against you?

"Humph!" Following the disdainful hum, it was space magic that cost nothing.

In the horizon, the whole of New York is collapsing.

Starting from Times Square in New York not far away, the whole of New York seems to have opened a huge zipper.

"Kala la..." In the field of vision, skyscrapers collapsed into the open fissures.

Mei Mumu and Mo Du, who couldn't escape, screamed and fell in.

When they came back to their senses, they found themselves 'standing' on the 'ground' on the ceiling with their heads facing the ground and their feet facing the sky.

"Hi!" Mei Mumu gasped.

Space magic - so terrifying!

The two of them were about to continue running when they suddenly discovered that the upside-down world was spinning almost randomly.

The incomparably famous Empire State Building in New York seems to be copied and pasted every 30 degrees by a clumsy editor using ps to set it at twelve o'clock on the clock.

"No! It's too passive!" Mei Mumu couldn't help but drive the ring, and began to draw a circle with her left hand, trying to open a portal to take herself and Mordo away.

Behind Casillas raised his hands, the 'earth' in front of Mei Mumu suddenly raised another Empire State Building.

The surging spire was just ten centimeters away from poking into Mei Mumu's chest.

This scene can be described in one sentence - Casillas doesn't want to talk to you, he threw an Empire State Building at you.