Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 573 Ming Litigation Hall

"You are indeed the most talented person I have ever seen!"

Ji Debing looked at Zhao Yi, who was becoming more and more proficient in combat skills, and sighed sincerely.

"If you were in the church back then, this sage would have spent huge resources to train you as my successor!"

"pity!"

"Today I have to kill someone like you with my own hands!"

"It actually makes me feel like I'm a bit jealous of my talent!"

Although during the battle, Zhao Yi became more proficient in using rules and had a deeper understanding of the rules of the Great Evil, but after all, he relied on external forces, which was very different from a being like him who had been immersed in the realm of the Great Evil for many years!

What's more, although Jide Bing's strength is weak, in the large formation he spent all his energy to create, Jide Bing can obviously draw some strength from it to supplement himself!

As the cursed items were actively activated more and more often, Zhao Yi's body was almost reaching its limit. The black lotus generated by the three intertwined divine powers was already vaguely unable to suppress the weirdness appearing on him...

Once that balance is broken, Zhao Yi is likely to be instantly destroyed by the terrifying curse accumulated on his body!

He could no longer fight.

At this moment, the two have fought for hundreds of rounds, and the nearby ground is full of mess!

The power of rules is rampant, overturning hills and smoothing away their original traces.

Countless ferocious scars grew wantonly on the earth, and no one within a radius of hundreds of miles could escape this crazy battle!

Facing Zhao Yi who finally stopped, Ji Debing mocked:

"Are you running out of energy now?"

"I originally thought you could support it for a while longer..."

"Do you regret being my enemy now?"

Zhao Yi stared at Ji Debing, controlled the three divine powers on his body to wash away the curse, and barely suppressed these terrible weirdness.

"The more a loser talks, the more people think he is a loser."

"You have never won before, and you will lose this time too."

His words stabbed Ji Debing's heart hard!

Blood rushed to his forehead.

His eyes were as dark as water, and he said with a smile:

"Young kid, let's see how long you can keep your tongue!"

"When you fall into my hands, I will let you know what cruelty is!"

Looking at Ji Debing who was constantly approaching him, Zhao Yi said calmly:

"Do you know why you failed?"

Ji Debing stopped when he heard this and sneered:

"It's just bad luck!"

"But I won't give up...do it again...do it again, and I will definitely become a god!"

Zhao Yi:

"It will be the same if I give you ten thousand more chances."

"Your failure is not due to bad luck, but because there are loopholes in your plan."

Ji Debing stared and said:

"You fucking fart!"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"You don't believe it?"

"That's good..."

"Let me ask you, where did the young man who followed me go when we were fighting?"

Ji Debing's face stiffened slightly.

His sea of ​​consciousness instantly swept across the entire area covered by the formation, but there was no trace of Qin Bai at all!

At this moment, Jide Bing felt an inexplicable chill on his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from a place he couldn't see!

"I care where he went?"

"He's just a useless boy, where can he hide?"

"After I take care of you, I'll get rid of him too and throw him into the sacrifice pit together!"

As he finished speaking, an extremely frightening force suddenly appeared in the sky above his head. Jidebing, who was about to attack Zhao Yi, changed his face drastically, raised his head suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

"This is...impossible!"

Looking at the sky thousands of miles above his head, it actually burned with flames, and was burned like a piece of drawing paper. Ji Debing was horrified!

He quickly wanted to dismantle the formation world, but found that the formation was controlled by some force!

"how so?"

Ji Debing was sweating on his temples, and turned to stare at Zhao Yi fiercely:

"What did you do?!"

Zhao Yi looked at the sky burned by the fire and said calmly:

"I didn't do anything... I just sent that boy out of your formation when I was fighting with you."

"By the way, let him open the lid of the sarcophagus."

Ji Debing's eyes were about to burst:

"You...I'll fuck your horse!"

Ji Debing raised his hand and launched the strongest attack on Zhao Yi, trying to fight Zhao Yi to the death!

"You want to fight me to the death now?"

"It's late."

Zhao Yi activated the cursed object to block the opponent's attack, while retreating in an orderly manner!

Ji Debing refused to give up and went crazy, wanting to drag Zhao Yi to be buried with him!

But suddenly, Ji Debing's body stopped pursuing.

He stood there, staring at Zhao Yi, but he didn't move!

Zhao Yixin felt something and looked up.

On the burned-out sky, the boundless black emptiness was filled with two huge bronze ghost faces that seemed to be crying but not crying, and half smiling but not smiling!

Zhao Yi is no stranger to these two ghost faces.

That was the bronze man in black and white robes who was chasing him and Qin Bai earlier!

blame!

The two bronze ghost faces suddenly merged and intertwined to form a picture of Pisces. A strong suction force came from the picture, and Zhao Yi and Jide Bing were all sucked in!

When they came to their senses again, all three of them had appeared outside the mass grave.

This time I really returned to the Guan Palace.

It was just that Ji Debing was wearing shackles, his eyes filled with resentment had become empty, and unwillingness still remained at the corners of his mouth.

But his life legend finally came to an end.

But Zhao Yi and Qin Bai were not shackled.

The terrified young man looked at the two black and white bronze men, and couldn't help but move towards Zhao Yi.

"Brother Yizi... what's going on?"

The two bronze men holding shackles stared at Zhao Yi, lowered their heads slightly, and did not move.

"I don't know either."

Zhao Yi frowned.

He had a ridiculous feeling - these two bronze men who could easily arrest the fiercest were saluting him.

Why was this happening?

Did they recognize the wrong person?

Or...

After a short stalemate, Zhao Yi said:

"Where are you going to take it?"

The bronze men moved.

They stretched out their hands to Zhao Yi, and the red fog rolled in.

A cold and ghostly road appeared inside.

The two looked at each other, and Zhao Yi walked in first.

Although Qin Bai was afraid, he could only bite the bullet and follow Zhao Yi.

The red fog had the magical effect of connecting space. After stepping into the road in the red fog, the two came to a completely new area.

There were strange buildings all around, with a classical and mythological style, and a sense of majesty.

In front of the Yin Gui Road, there was a huge lava river, and ghosts were howling and screaming under the river.

The long lock suspension bridge led all the way to a long hall.

There were many ghost-faced stone statues guarding outside.

Look up.

There were the words "Mingsong" on the plaque, but they had faded.

Entering the Mingsong Hall, there were bronze evil ghosts standing on both sides with sticks, with serious faces and no smiles.

And on the hall sat a dark red bronze statue, frowning and glaring, with long manes over the ears, wearing a square crown, wearing a long robe, holding a rosary in front of his knees in his left hand, and holding a hu in his right hand between his knees.

There are many cracks on the bronze statue, and every scratch is a brilliant achievement!

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