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At this moment, his hand had been stripped of his flesh, leaving only the bones.

Coupled with the fact that the Rakshasa pen deliberately magnified the pain of connecting the ten fingers to the heart thousands of times and transmitted it to the depths of his soul, it is conceivable how terrible that pain is!

This kind of torment is like being roasted and boiled in water, which is not only long, but also outrageous, and makes people feel painful!

Evil Lingyun was also worried, and found the strange rattan pattern engraved on the body of the Rakshasa pen, which was constantly flashing, and the purple mangs were magnificent.

He couldn't help but guess that maybe Cui Yu was not facing as much pain as he seemed on the surface.

Perhaps, he will be ten times more painful, if not more......

"Prompting the rattan pattern on the judge's pen."

It suddenly occurred to him that if the Rakshasa Pen and the Judge Pen were both things refined by the Guiguzi of the Ghost Dao Dao Sect, then there were some characteristics, and they should be extremely similar.

In this way, the weird rattan pattern, should there also be on the body of the judge's pen?

Cui Yu was so painful that he almost fainted, and his whole person's willpower was about to be weak to the point of dying, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, and realized that Evil Lingyun was still protecting him.

Wait a minute.

What did he just say?

The rattan pattern on the judge's pen?

There is a Rakshasa pen, is there a judge's pen?

He had a kind of hindsight at the moment, and he couldn't help but be a little jealous of the intelligence of the evil Lingyun.

Why didn't he think of that?

It's quite possible!

He gritted his teeth, and immediately felt the power of his own spirit, and his heart was suddenly disappointed.

With such a little power, how can it inspire the judge's pen again?

“…… Lingyun, I'm afraid, I'm going to live up to your kindness......"

Hearing this, Evil Lingyun instantly became angry.

"Cui Yu, are you crazy? This is a Rakshasa pen! And your judge pen is a pair. Do you just distrust your judge's pen? ”

Evil Lingyun knew it very well.

Since it is a divine soldier, it naturally has a weapon spirit.

And it's a very high-level machine spirit.

Not just a mind, maybe a lot of wisdom.

Cui Yu can get the judge's pen, and after using it for so many years, the spirit of the judge's pen should recognize him.

As long as he can communicate with the spirit of the Judge's Pen, so as to stimulate the true power of the Judge's Pen, then the Rakshasa Pen should be able to be suppressed.

No matter how bad they are, at least they can restrain each other.

When Cui Yu heard this, he was once again excited by his radical words full of encouragement.

"Evil Lingyun, why do you believe so much that the Judge Pen can restrain the Rakshasa Pen? Even I, the owner of the judge's pen, ......"

Just half-believed!

What Evil Lingyun hates the most is to drag things out, and at this juncture, he is still asking questions, does he know if he knows where the focus should be at this time?

"Divine soldiers have machine spirits. Obviously, if you can use the Judge's Pen, it proves that the spirit of the Judge's Pen should like you. It's just that because of your weak strength, you can't communicate with them. As long as you can stimulate the judge's pen, communicate with it, and reach a tacit understanding, you will definitely be able to suppress the Rakshasa pen. And you, just leave the rest to the machine spirit. ”

Cui Yu realized this.

Yes!

Divine soldiers have machine spirits!

Generally, high-level magic weapons and magic weapons are also instrumental.

He shook his head self-deprecatingly.

He prides himself on being smart, but he is confused for a while.

He Cui Yu has really spent so many years in vain on the judge's pen, and now he still doubts its ability and doubts himself......

"Ahh

In an instant, he resisted all the pain, and the only remaining spiritual power in his soul was fully opened, and all of it was poured into the judge's pen.

The other hand was holding the Rakshasa pen tightly, and he would not let go of it.

Suddenly, a "hiss" sound flashed.

He saw his arm torn apart from his shoulder.

A sharp pain couldn't help but pour into the depths of his soul, which suddenly damaged his soul consciousness, his spirit was stunned, and his consciousness fell into darkness for a moment.

He just opened his eyes and passed out with a hideous and painful expression.

However, the indomitable will still prompted his hand not to let go.

Even though the arm was broken, he still just grabbed the Rakshasa pen and didn't let go.

"Buzz—"

The judge's pen moved.

The golden glow was like a golden sun, shining in all directions in an instant, illuminating the mist of the illusory body of the evil Lingyun as if it were day.

The Rakshasa pen seemed to be under great threat and wanted to retreat, but was fiercely fixed in place by the evil Lingyun with a fixation technique.

That's right.

At the beginning, he calculated the Rakshasa pen, and the moment he enveloped it in the form of an illusion of mist, he applied a fixation spell to him.

In order to prevent it from escaping at the end!

"Zizi-"

Gradually, a sound like acid corrosion emerged, squirming, squirming, one after another.

Evil Lingyun's soul consciousness was swept away, and he was immediately happy.

The strange rattan pattern seemed to have melted and began to dissipate.

Then, he saw that the Rakshasa pen had changed to a normal-sized pen, and the rattan pattern on the pen body appeared exactly the same as before, but it was obviously much smaller, only around one-third of the pen body.

At this moment, Evil Lingyun couldn't help but turn into a human form, lifted his phantom body, and the smoke cloud immediately dissipated.

He immediately stepped forward and caught Cui Yu, who was about to fall.

In this.

The Rakshasa Pen and the Judge Pen began to merge.

A few people who could only protect the Dharma from a distance, when they saw that Evil Lingyun had recovered his humanoid posture, they all wanted to go over and see how Cui Yu was, but they were all shocked by the powerful power of these two pens and did not dare to approach.

"It's too strong!"

Cai Zhonglei's eyes were scorching, and he admired it in his heart!

Even he couldn't get close to those two pens, but the evil Lingyun and Cui Yu could, so they already knew that what he lacked was not only strength, but also courage.

Jun Yu couldn't help but sigh.

But he was more relieved.

As long as the people of the capital city can be strong, the more likely it is that the capital city can dominate the Netherworld.

He was very happy to see a few more strong people come out of the capital city!

"Let's wait here! Looking at this situation, Cui Yu should have done his best. Next, it's up to Ling Yun. ”

Cai Zhonglei, Lu Qing, and Bai Wuyi nodded, and couldn't help but look at the ink-colored figure expectantly.

However, to disappoint them.

Evil Lingyun didn't care about the Rakshasa pen, and directly let go of his soul sense, and used a strange secret method to transmit what he said in his heart to the instrument spirit in the judge's pen.

"Did you just want to kill Cui Yu? Tell you. Since he has used you, he is your master. If you dare to rebel, the deity will make you regret being refined by that Guiguzi! Did you hear me clearly? ”

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