Chapter 388: Out of Consciousness

After Zhou Yi wiped out nearly a hundred white-robed people with a gesture, the remaining guys finally got honest and fell to the ground again, expressing their submission. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Continue to receive them, and don't be polite to them. If you are not honest, you will be killed directly. ā€

Zhou Yi instructed the three girls of Shirley to continue the unfinished work before, and his eyes were fixed on all the white-robed people, waiting for them to make any changes.

Zhou Yi didn't mind coming a few more times to let these snobs figure out who was in charge here.

To put it bluntly, these white-robed people are not worth mentioning in Zhou Yi's eyes. Especially for this kind of invading foreign enemy, Zhou Yi will not care about their lives at all.

The reason why they weren't all killed was that as prisoners, they could be used as bargaining chips to exchange a batch of people from Aoyama Daoyuan.

Why did the Twin Witches invade? How to invade? What is the purpose of the invasion? It's just these people from the Aoyama Dao Temple, or is it the production method of the Fountain of Youth?

These are all questions. Zhou Yi's eyes darkened, of course, he had to figure it out before making follow-up actions.

Zhou Yi looked at it for a while, and after finding that all the white-robed people had really succumbed, he turned his gaze to other places.

Zhang Yiping and Chaiyunsuo still played the role of garlic pounders, smashing Zhao Weijie in the deep pit.

Perhaps, Zhao Weijie has really become a robot, and his whole body is like a metal with excellent ductility, all spread out into a pancake.

However, even in this form, Zhao Weijie's body seems to still maintain some activity, and it is still unyieldingly gathered.

Zhou Yi walked over, looked at it for a while, and said, "You two can rest for a while, and see how much this monster can recover." ā€

Zhang Yiping and Chaiyunsu climbed up from the deep pit as if they had been amnestied, lying on the ground regardless of their image, panting for breath.

The two have lived for so long and seen so much of the world, and what they encounter today still feels very bizarre.

Song Zining committed suicide by inexplicably turning into sand, Zhao Weijie turned into an immortal metal monster, and Zhou Yi released a scorching flame with his gestures, which could kill more than 100 people in an instant.

The strength of these three young people has basically surpassed the great warlock in Zhang Yiping's heart.

The same is true of Chasing Yunsuo, he entered the Qingshan Dao Academy as a servant after the age of sixty, and most of the masters he has seen are actually at the level of Zhou Yi.

Legend has it that there are many masters in the Taoist Academy, but I haven't seen it either.

Besides, this thing should be fake. In the face of such a catastrophe, none of the masters of the retreat have come out to turn the tide, which in itself is abnormal.

In short, Zhang Yiping and Chasing Yunsuo are convinced, and now that Zhou Yi asks them to go east, they will never dare to go west.

Zhou Yi did not pay attention to these two panting so-called top masters at this time, but observed Zhao Weijie at the bottom of the pit.

Zhou Yi is judging, is Zhao Weijie dead or not? Is this current act of metal aggregation the special ability of matter itself, or the domination of Zhao Weijie's immortal soul?

Everyone knows that there is such a strange thing as memory metal. Maybe memory metal is not so magical, but the most magical things are not visible to ordinary people, and they are hidden in some special field or laboratory.

"Or maybe you can take this big lump of weird metal back and study it?"

Zhou Yi came up with this idea and immediately extinguished it.

If you really get a "living" metal from this, what can you do? Since I don't want to make a fortune with this thing, I don't bother to do such troublesome things.

Besides, the following strange thing is Zhao Weijie after all, it is Zhou Yi's life-and-death enemy who gritted his teeth and hated for four years, from the subjective consciousness, Zhou Yi still wants to eliminate it, but he has a heart.

After making up his mind, a fireball appeared in Zhou Yi's hand, which was still red at first, and gradually the color became lighter and lighter, almost nothing, but the temperature rose sharply, and Zhang Yiping and Chasing Yunsuo felt uncomfortable even if they stayed more than ten meters away.

The faces of the two were ugly, not only because of fatigue and burning, but because they had lost confidence in themselves.

They finally understood why the warlock, or wizard, was the strongest in the world.

The reason is the high-temperature fireball in Zhou Yi's hand. The energy attack reaches this level, and the world can be turned upside down with a single move.

The more powerful the weapon, the more restrictive it is.

However, the more powerful the warlock's energy attack, the more it must be in the hands of a higher-level warlock. As a result, it is more skillful to use and more destructive.

Just when the two of them had ugly faces and mixed feelings in their hearts, Zhou Yi jumped into the deep pit, holding the fireball with one hand, and scorched Zhao Weijie like this.

Or to be more precise, a large lump of scorching and strange metal.

Like a mimosa, the metal seemed to be frightened, and shrunk into a ball at a rapid speed, resisting the burning of the flames.

Zhou Yi was not in a hurry, it was like roasting sweet potatoes, and he continued to roast them.

Five minutes later, nothing happened.

Ten minutes later, there was still no response.

Fifteen minutes later, the metal finally changed. It was like a scorched plastic ball, ticking with flames, dropping clumps of shiny things.

After falling to the ground, it turned into black metal bumps one after another, losing its magical memory attributes.

Zhou Yi had a feeling that the magical active substance in this metal was burned by the high temperature and completely turned into a dead thing.

"Perhaps, this is a strange life?"

Zhou Yi's scorching movements kept stopping, and his mind was chaotic.

Silicon-based creatures like Transformers are fundamentally different from carbon-based creatures like Earth creatures.

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the mysterious problem that stone and metal without flesh and blood can have life, but when you really see the real thing, you can't help but believe it.

In any case, the enemy of life and death is eliminated, and there will be one less thing in mind, and there will be no nightmares in the future. Compared with discovering the miraculous thing of silicon-based life, Zhou Yi is more concerned about his own life comfort.

After killing Zhao Weijie, there will basically be no more haze in Zhou Yi's heart, which is the most important thing.

Watching the strange living metal that Zhao Weijie turned into gradually turning into metal lumps with irregular shapes and completely dead things, Zhou Yi also let go of an obsession in his heart and relaxed a lot.

Dust to dust, dust to dust; There will be a time for good and evil.

Zhou Yi sighed inexplicably, and many words containing "philosophy" flashed in his heart.

In a certain emotion, there are many feelings, which is human nature.

In Zhou Yi's heart, a familiar and vague girl's face inexplicably appeared.

First love but being framed, this is almost Zhou Yi's most complicated emotion.

"Perhaps, find this girl and see what emotions will be in the meeting?" Zhou Yi looked up at the sky from the divine pit and thought distractedly. (To be continued.) )