A person who had lost his mind was terrifying and powerful, and when they saw Tie Jianxi, the Sixth Elder and the others being knocked away, their eyes showed endless worry and panicked looks. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knew what terrible things Qi Yu would do when he lost his mind, nor did he know what fate the ill-fated kingdom would usher in.

"Destruction? Or rebirth? ”

The root of destruction is the flame of rebirth, and the phoenix is reborn in Nirvana, but there are a few who can really be reborn.

For the kingdom and the major forces, this is not the case, although every crisis of destruction is the flame of rebirth, but there are several forces that can truly be reborn.

"Ugh."

Looking at Qi Yu who disappeared into the sky, Tie Jianxi's face showed a helpless look,

"Shura sheds blood, and death is immortal."

When Qi Yu loses his mind, the endless evil qi hidden in Qi Yu's heart will occupy his mind, and it will turn him into a terrifying Shura who only knows how to kill.

"Nope."

He recalled the things recorded on the scroll in his mind, and glanced at the direction in which Qi Yu left.

A look of horror and worry covered Tie Jianxi's pale face, and sweat of nervousness and worry slowly dripped from Tie Jianxi's face like rain.

Dragging his injured body, Tie Jianxi was like an iron-blooded warrior, rushing over in the Star Black Jiaocheng step by step, with blood and tears at a time.

The bright red blood stained the earth red, and also formed a line of shallow blood-colored footprints behind Tie Jianxi, shallow and shallow, until it disappeared.

"Plop."

With the sound of the thick armor hitting the ground, Tie Jianxi slowly closed his helpless and miserable eyes with endless trepidation and worry.

"Don't."

As the voice of Tie Jianxi was so weak that it was almost inaudible, Tie Jianxi, who had already been so weak that it was frightening, passed out like this, and fainted in the barracks of the Left Guard Army with reluctance and despair.

When the irrational Shura came to the dense crowd, when the angry Shura had only one thought in his mind.

Everything that tries or attempts to stop or stand in its way will be ruthlessly obliterated.

When the flaming Shura dragged a spear full of evil aura through the wide streets, no one dared or to intercept such a terrifying existence.

But sometimes it's not that you don't want to intercept, you won't intercept.

Looking at the figure in front of him, the old ghost who escaped from the self-explosion showed a hideous look on his face, and turned his head to look at his broken body, the old ghost's face was so hideous and terrifying.

"Die."

Recalling the assassination of Qi Yu in his mind, and recalling the time when the Phantom Mirror was still in his hand, the old ghost was so angry and sad in his heart.

As a secret treasure in the middle of the Xuan level, the Illusion Mirror is not only a powerful illusion treasure, but also a terrifying weapon and an existence with strong defense.

Recalling the battle just now, a look of sadness and remorse suddenly poured into the heart of the old ghost.

If he had the Phantom Mirror in his hand, if he had gone to assassinate Qi Yu in the first place, if there was no Qi Yu, how could this battle have developed to such a point.

The Tongue Pulling Hell Scissors Hell opportunity was all wiped out, and even the gate master of the Scissors Hell lost his life because of this battle, and he recalled the rules of Hell in his mind.

The old ghost's face was so frightened and frightened, recalling those frightening and frightening punishments, and a terrifying look suddenly emerged from the bottom of the old ghost's heart.

"It's you, it's all you."

Looking at the strange Qi Yu in front of him, the old ghost's face showed a hideous expression, picked up the weapon in his hand, and stabbed Qi Yu fiercely.

The old ghost who was occupied by horror and anger, the only trace of reason he had left disappeared after seeing Qi Yu, and the old ghost who had lost his reason and thinking ability had long been unable to distinguish the situation in front of him.

Since Qi Yu was able to defeat himself with the Illusion Mirror, what was the difficulty in defeating himself who was already on the verge of collapse.

"Nope."

Looking at Qi Yu who was wrapped in flames in the distance, a look of despair appeared on the old ghost's face, and the sound of a heavy body hitting the wall came.

The old ghost, a high-level late-stage existence, the deputy master of the tongue-pulling hell left this prosperous world with unwilling and desperate eyes.

Glancing at the old ghost who was knocked away, Qi Yu, who had already lost his mind and fell into madness, was puzzled for a moment, and then dragged the heavy Nine Demon Jiao Gun towards the palace step by step.

When the dark green metal coat of the Nine Demon Jiao Spear touched the solid marble floor, a brilliant spark formed a huge fire dragon behind Qi Yu, as if it was roaring, it was so terrifying and terrifying.

……

Looking at the empty thatched house in front of him, the irrepressible excitement and excitement on Jiao Yan's face were so terrifying and terrifying.

The explosion of more than a dozen Xuan-level secret treasures was terrifying and terrifying, and the powerful destructive power not only destroyed the already decaying seal, but also wiped out the person who was a withered and almost dead guard in the thatched house.

In the empty thatched house, an ordinary white jade vial lay quietly on the only desk in the thatched house.

A jade bottle, a tablet, two quaint oil lamps, everything seems so ordinary and weird, as if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have seen it with their own eyes, this would be the most important treasure of a kingdom, and there would be the inheritance of the dragon here.

Looking at the jade bottle that was so ordinary that it couldn't be in the ordinary, Jiao Yan's face was so excited, and as he looked over, he saw a blood-colored bead the size of a cherry lying quietly in it.

The blood-colored beads are so ordinary, as if they were just a drop of ordinary blood, plain and unremarkable.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

In the sound of heavy footsteps, in the sound of heavy wheezing, Jiao Yan walked towards the jade bottle step by step with steady and panicked steps.

"Roar."

Looking at the jade bottle in the distance, feeling the greed and longing of the blood in his body, Jiao Yan's face was so excited and surprised.

As Jiao Yan progressed, the originally ordinary blood bead seemed to have been stimulated by something, and kept rolling in the jade bottle.

"Roar."

A roar came from the jade bottle, and the drop of blood seemed to have life, and turned into a small dragon.

"Mine, mine."

Looking at the small Jiaolong in the jade bottle, which was not very capable of rolling, Jiao Yan's face showed irrepressible excitement and nervousness, Jiao Yan was so excited and excited at this moment.

Step by step, Jiao Yan slowly walked in front of the jade bottle with heavy steps, looked back at the thatched house door that had been knocked away, and Jiao Yan's face showed a faint smile.

"I was right."

Jiao Yan said tremblingly, slowly picked up the jade bottle on the table, and his trembling hands showed his nervous expression.

"Stop."