Chapter 129: Madness

Daoist Zifeng exclaimed, "Not good! Then he directly grabbed Yan Bo's sleeve and said, "Quick, go and stop him, if something happens to the Void Emperor Altar, then Xiaoyi will really be finished!"

When Yan Bo heard this, he directly withdrew the hand that held the Zifeng Daoist, and directly let the Zifeng Daoist fall to the ground alive.

Yan Bo strode forward and shouted, "You calm down......"

In response to Yan Bo was a whip made of white gas.

With a "snap", the whip slapped Yan Bo's chest, pumping Yan Bo alive, and only stopped after wiping a distance on the ground.

After Zhang Yi flew Yan Bo, he didn't continue to pursue, and still walked towards the Void Emperor Altar step by step.

At this time, the Void Emperor Altar had clearly seen that something was wrong with Zhang Yi, with an extremely cold face, an evil sneer, and cold eyes, the frightened Void Emperor Altar sat on the ground, and his body trembled involuntarily.

After Yan Bo was pumped away, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, struggling on the ground to stand up, but every time he was halfway through, his body would go down directly, and it seemed that Zhang Yi's blow caused him a lot of damage.

The Zifeng Daoist on the side saw that Yan Bo couldn't stand up for a while after being pumped away, so he tried his best to get up, but he couldn't exert any strength on his body, and his dantian was still in severe pain.

Zhang Yi walked towards the Void Emperor Altar like an evil god, and the white qi behind him had been distorted and deformed for a while, and spears had been formed.

The spear made of white gas looked weak and weak, as if it would dissipate and become invisible when the breeze blew. After seeing the fate of the young man before, Daoist Zifeng and Yan Bo did not dare to underestimate this white qi spear at all.

Daoist Zifeng endured the severe pain and raised his head with difficulty, moved his lips and just wanted to say something, a strong severe pain came from the dantian in his lower abdomen, and Daoist Zifeng rolled his eyes and almost fainted in pain.

Yan Bo on the side still struggled to get up, before Yan Bo knocked Xu Hongliang unconscious with a "Yan Bo 10,000-ton fall", he could jump from such a high place, although Xu Hongliang was a human cushion, but Yan Bo was still a little injured.

In addition, because Daoist Zifeng and Wang Fan were injured before, Zhang Yi's legs and feet were pricked by scorpions for some reason and he couldn't do it for some reason, so Yan Bo had to run around alone, which aggravated the injury again.

Yan Bo saw that Zhang Yi was still coldly walking towards the Void Emperor Altar, and the white qi spear behind him was already ready to stab at the Void Emperor Altar at any time, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, used all his strength, and shouted at Zhang Yi, "Rabbit!" ”

With Yan Bo's shouting, Zhang Yi's pause stopped, and with a "bang", Zhang Yi's eyes began to reveal that there was confusion, imitation, confusion, hesitation, regret, and fear, in short, it was very complicated.

"Ah!!!h Zhang Yi suddenly hugged his head and yelled.

Seeing Zhang Yi like this, the Void Emperor Altar immediately crawled towards the villa with trembling hands and feet.

Zhang Yi held his head and yelled, his body kept trembling, his face was distorted into a ghost, his saliva kept dripping, and the white qi behind him kept rolling and tumbling, and it looked like it would dissipate at any time, and now Zhang Yi had fallen into madness.

"Ah!!!h Zhang Yi clenched his fists with both hands and slammed into the steps at the door of the villa.

"Boom!" With a bang, the stone steps were smashed by Zhang Yisheng.

"Ah!!h Zhang Yi screamed in pain, his fists slamming against the stone steps.

"Ahh......hh

To the back, Zhang Yi knelt on the ground with a "plop" and kept hitting the ground with his head.

"Bang bang bang" Even if the head is hit and the blood flow, Zhang Yi does not stop hitting the ground.

At this time, Yan Bo had already gotten up from the ground, his body was like a drunken drunk, as if he was unstable and would fall, and Zhang Yi's screams and pounding on the ground also startled the Zifeng Taoist not far away.

Yan Bo saw that Zhang Yi, who was drenched in blood, couldn't bear it, and struggled to straddle his legs towards Zhang Yi, Yan Bo planned to stop Zhang Yi's self-harming action.

"Don't go up!" Zifeng Daoist saw Yan Bo who was moving, and said directly to him.

Yan Bo stopped and looked at Zhang Yi, who was in great pain, frowned, but still didn't go up.

"Uncle Feng, tell me, what's going on with the rabbit......" Yan Bo walked to the side of Daoist Zifeng, slowly helped Daoist Zifeng and asked.

"I don't know." Daoist Zifeng said softly and weakly.

"When is it, you still talk this way!" Yan Bo said a little angrily.

"I really don't know, I just know that Zhang Yi's current appearance has something to do with the jade plate hanging on his chest!" Daoist Zifeng glanced at Yan Bo and said.

"That's easy, I'm going to rip off the rabbit's jade plate!" Yan Bo jerked his hand and let Daoist Zifeng's head fall straight to the ground.

"Wow......" Daoist Zifeng couldn't help but exclaim in pain.

Yan Bo completely ignored it, and the Zifeng Taoist who screamed in pain strode towards Zhang Yi.

"You come back to me!" Daoist Zifeng said hatefully behind him. "It's not that simple!"

"Huh!?" Yan Bo stopped.

"Do you know who Xiaoyi's master is?" Zifeng Daoist asked as he lay on the ground.

"I don't know! Who is it? Yan Bo turned around and said.

"Come over first, help Lao Tzu get up!" Daoist Zifeng said hatefully.

After Yan Bo stepped forward to help Zifeng Daoist, he asked, "What does the rabbit's current situation have to do with his master?"

Daoist Zifeng coughed a few times and said, "Xiaoyi's master is the Qingshan Dao Master!"

"What? Cheongsan Road Chief? The Qingshan Taoist of the big guys in the big guys? Yan Bo exclaimed.

Daoist Zifeng didn't pause Yan Bo's surprised expression, and said lightly: "Daoist Qingshan told me before, no matter what, you can't take off the jade plate on Xiao Yi's chest!"

"And what exactly is this jade plaque?" Yan Bo asked puzzled.

"I don't know, what Qingshan Daoist said was very vague, what kind of fate, fate, cause and effect." Zifengdao's tone was full of helplessness.

"That means we're left to the rabbit!" Yan Bo frowned and asked.

"Yes!" Daoist Zifeng nodded with difficulty.

When Yan Bo heard this, he looked up at Zhang Yi, who was howling in pain, his eyes full of helplessness.

At this time, Zhang Yi was no longer smashing the ground, just kneeling there in a daze, hanging his head and looking at the ground with his eyes blank, and his mouth still made a strange cry of "ah~uh~" from time to time, and the white gas behind him had disappeared only a trace of it, and it looked like it would disappear at any time.

With a "pop", the last trace of white gas behind Zhang Yi also disappeared.

As the white gas disappeared, Zhang Yi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and fell straight down.

The jade plate on Zhang Yi's chest was also at that moment, and the light was all gone, and it returned to its original state.