"Boss, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Ying Jiu's whole body trembled, and cried: "I shouldn't be tempted by the demons to harm you, to harm Zhao Tiangang, please, don't kill me, from now on, I am willing to be your slave, always loyal, help you kill the demons, fight the Holy Church, and avenge the people on the island, as long as you don't kill me......"

"You're really not wrong. Ye Haotian interrupted Ying Jiudao: "It's me who is wrong, I shouldn't believe you." But whenever you say something to me, I can't help but believe it. Until now, I still unconsciously believe some of what you say. ”

After a pause, Ye Haotian said again: "For example, when you were in Quicksand City, you said that you had an immortal body, and I believe that what you said is true, so ...... I'm ready to try. ”

"Don't ...... Ahh

With a terrible scream, the nameless long knife in Ye Haotian's hand pierced deeply into the back of Ying Jiu's heart.

"Actually not dead?"

Ye Haotian pulled out the long knife and stabbed it deeply.

Ying Jiu's screams rang out again, this time much weaker than just now.

The third knife, the fourth knife...... The Tenth Knife ......

Infant Jiu's cry became weaker and weaker, gradually turning into a muffled hum, and finally calming down.

The nameless long knife still kept stabbing at Ying Jiu's body, and every time the blade entered his body, his body would tremble with it, and there was not much blood flowing out of the wound, and the thin bones were cut into pieces of bone and inserted into smaller fragments.

Hera and Feng Lei Xiao stood behind Ye Haotian, looking at the almost crazy young man with complicated eyes constantly inserting the corpse on the ground, for some reason, this originally bloody and cruel picture gave rise to an indescribable discomfort in their hearts.

Hera had heard Ye Haotian talk about the past, knew that he had a lot of enemies, and had also heard that what he hated the most was an ancient demon nine babies called Ying Jiu, for simple-minded barbarians, no matter how great the hatred would dissipate with the death of the enemy, but seeing the already dead Ying Jiu, her heart suddenly became heavy, and she vaguely seemed to experience the pain in Ye Haotian's heart, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Feng Lei Xiao didn't know anything about Ye Haotian's past, but when he saw the thin figure squatting on the ground and waving his arms constantly, a feeling of sympathy suddenly welled up in his heart, and he waited silently until a morning glow rose in the east, and the night quietly retreated in the morning light, before he came behind Ye Haotian, stretched out his big hand and patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Hi, Li ...... Ye Haotian, he is dead. ”

Ye Haotian seemed to wake up suddenly, his raised arm stopped in mid-air, the blood on the blade mixed with bone chips and broken skin dripped down, and only a dry head and two shriveled calves were left on the ground.

"He said he was immortal. Ye Haotian turned his head to look at Feng Lei Xiao, and a miserable smile appeared on his face stained with blood and mud.

But in fact, he didn't. This time, he lied to me again. ”

The wind and thunder were speechless, and then a dog barked in the distance, and rhubarb ran over like the wind in the morning light.

Ye Haotian stood up and looked at Rhubarb, but the scene that caught his eyes made his expression freeze on his face instantly.

In the direction where the rhubarb came from, in the air a few miles away, a big bird was stretching its wings more than ten meters long and flying rapidly, the morning light sprinkled on the big bird, reflecting the gurgling blue light, and a petite black figure could be vaguely seen sitting on the bird's back.

"Run, quick!"

Ye Haotian's face changed greatly, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Quick!"

Hera also saw a huge bird shadow in the air, she didn't understand why Ye Haotian was so frightened, and when she heard his voice, her heart couldn't help but get nervous.

Feng Lei Xiao looked at Ye Haotian a little blankly, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

Ye Haotian didn't have time to explain, and his countless escape experiences made him habitually give the most correct escape order: "That's the Gu Eagle, it's the Gu Eagle of the Holy Hall!" Let's run separately, gather in Maple Leaf City!"

Ye Haotian knew that the Templar was looking for him, he didn't know why the Gu Eagle came so quickly, maybe it was the aura fluctuations emitted by the burning of the demon soul that attracted the attention of its owner, or maybe it was Ying Jiu's accomplice, but no matter what the reason was, it was no longer important at this time, the important thing was that he had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise, once he was caught up by the high priest, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hera reacted quickly, glanced at Ye Haotian's back and ran out in the opposite direction tacitly, the wind and thunder were full of doubts, and without waiting to ask, seeing that the two had already run away, she muttered helplessly, and limped towards the east.

A strong wind blew in mid-air, and the dust of the grass blades rolled up was like a dust storm, and with a loud bang, the two giant wings more than ten meters long suddenly retracted, and the huge body of the Gu Eagle slammed into the ground like a falling meteorite.

Natasha stood up from the Gu Eagle, her petite and delicate body wrapped in a black robe, and there was a look of surprise in the bewitching eyes under the beast-shaped mask.

I didn't see her step, the person had already flown lightly, and the wind blew up the corner of the black robe, revealing half of her white and delicate calves, and the next moment she landed next to a huge snake's head.

"Ying Jiu was actually killed!"

Natasha's voice was full of surprise, she hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her small white hand, stuck a drop of blood from the snake's head with her little finger and put it under her nose and sniffed it, her strange eyes suddenly lit up.

"What a pure breath of demon blood! Is it the Demon Lord? No, this is not the breath of the Demon Lord, is it...... Is it the son of the Demon God?"

Natasha's chest began to rise and fall violently, and with a slight wave of her arm, the blood that had already seeped into the ground seemed to be attracted by a strange force, and they jumped into the air, they quickly gathered together, and soon formed a huge drop of blood, the blood bead shattered, turned into a blood mist, and in the space filled with mist, a strange picture appeared.

There are several blurry figures fighting on the screen, and it is the scene where Ye Haotian and Ying Jiu are fighting just now!

The blood mist became lighter and fainter, and the picture became more and more blurry, and finally dissipated into the air, but Natasha's eyes reflected Ye Haotian's face.

Because she was too excited, Natasha's breathing became rapid, she slightly turned the red ring on her knuckles with a space-carrying function, and in a flash of light, the snake heads on the ground were loaded one after another, and finally Natasha came to the side of Ying Jiu's body that was chopped into pulp, and her eyes fell on two deep footprints on the side.

There was a small handful of blood in the small pit formed by the footprints, and Natasha crouched down, her pointed chin under the mask drooping slightly, revealing a full lower lip the color of blood, and with a light breath, the blood on the ground turned into a thin stream into her mouth.

With a grunt, blood was swallowed into her stomach, and Natasha closed her eyes in enjoyment, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a comfortable moan came out of her throat.

"The soul of the demon god is really the soul of the demon god......"

When Natasha opened her eyes again, two red sparks ignited in the depths of her bewitching eyes, she looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on the direction of Ye Haotian's escape.