Chapter 1592: Unmasking

The burial knife held the golden dragon knife in his hand, and the sword intent all over his body soared into the sky at this moment, constantly gathering, and the terrifying knife aura made the giant bears around him tremble.

"Two ants, look how I crush you!"

The golden giant bear roared in the sky, and the strong pressure was like layers of mountains towards Ye Qingyun, and the funeral knife pressed wildly.

The two tried to walk in all directions, but found that their bodies had long been fixed by a mysterious force, making them unable to move.

When I looked up, I saw a black eye on the horizon.

These black eyes float in the void, giving people the feeling of falling into hell, the abyss, and unable to extricate themselves.

It seems that the eyeballs carry some mysterious power.

Seeing these black eyes, a trace of cold sweat seeped out of Ye Qingyun's forehead.

For some reason, a fear arose in my heart.

"Human ants, eat the punch of the bear king!"

The giant hand of the golden giant bear rushed forward fiercely, and with a powerful swing, he wanted to crush the two human warriors he regarded as ants.

Since you can't dodge, you can only fight!

Ye Qingyun and the Burial Knife quickly glanced at each other, and the next moment, endless sword intents and sword intents converged together, surging madly towards the front like the sea.

However, that force was too violent.

The energy came, and it was very easy to crack Ye Qingyun's sword intent, and also cracked the sword intent of the funeral knife.

Then, this energy directly pressed towards Ye Qingyun and the body of the burial knife.

The pain erupted like a tidal wave of sharp tearing.

Ye Qingyun's entire facial features began to distort, not looking good.

The face of the funeral knife beside him was also not good, and he relied on his sword intent to resist this violent energy.

"Colorful Dragon!"

Ye Qingyun shouted in a low voice.

In the antique ring, a colorful light appeared, and then, a divine dragon with a length of thousands of meters and a colorful light flowing up and down its body appeared in the void, spit out a ball of flames from its mouth, and headed forward!

With the appearance of the Colorful Divine Dragon, the pressure on Ye Qingyun's body suddenly decreased.

Although the pressure was reduced, he was still locked in by that strange energy.

"It's those black eyeballs!"

Ye Qingyun raised his head and looked at the black eyeball.

That power came from this black eye, this eye that seemed to come from hell.

"That eye is actually alive! It's not a dead thing!" Feeling this, Ye Qingyun was surprised again and again, he looked at the eye in the void, and roared in a deep rage: "Rats, show me up!"

With that, the Devouring Eye snapped open.

The ruthless holy dragon sword in his hand kept waving, and the terrifying sword aura was terrifying, soaring straight into the sky.

When the sword qi was about to touch the black eye, suddenly, a strange light shot out from the black eye.

Immediately after, a cloud of mist appeared in the eye, and a figure appeared in the void.

The man was wearing a mask, and a terrifying aura surged all over his body, and black light burst out from his body, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

"Boy, you're so good, you can let me show up!"

The masked man spoke, his voice cold, like from hell, and the void trembled as the voice fell, as if space had been torn apart.

"I'll show you up and unmask you!"

After being free of that kind of power, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth, his body trembled, and the ruthless holy dragon sword in his hand swung away violently, and that huge sword qi reappeared, surging and killing to the extreme.

"Huh?" Feeling this energy fluctuation, the masked man's body trembled slightly, trying to dodge, but the sword qi was too fast, and it directly slashed through his mask.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and the entire mask shattered.

An incomparably strange face appeared in front of Ye Qingyun and the burial knife.

"Shhh

Looking at this face, the burial knife's scalp was numb, and he gasped.

There was only one eye on this face, and nothing else.

The eye was in the center of the face, and it was pitch black.

"Weirdos!"

Ye Qingyun looked at the person in front of him and muttered.

After the man's mask was shattered, he looked extremely angry, and a brilliant cold light shot out of that eye, and on his body, a huge spiritual power spread out at a hurricane-like speed, killing to the extreme.

"What a powerful mental power!"

Feeling this spiritual power, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The strange man said grimly, his first eye shining brightly.

Just a little ejaculation was released, and an earth-shattering energy struck.

Ye Qingyun's figure kept retreating, and blood was oozing all over his body.

The other party produced such a terrifying energy at a glance, which made Ye Qingyun's heart set off a stormy wave.

However, what surprised him even more was that he saw that eye.

There are eight pupils in that eye!

Yes, eight pupils.

Those eight pupils were exactly the same as the pupils in the Devouring Empress's eyes.

"This guy wants the ninth pupil too. All of a sudden, Ye Qingyun thought of a lot.

The funeral knife came quickly, and he raised his head solemnly and looked at the strange man.

"You're dead too!"

The strange man suddenly found the funeral knife, snorted coldly, and then opened his eyes again, the first pupil in his eyes opened quickly, and the terrifying spiritual power was directly locked on the funeral knife.

A frenzied knife intent erupted from the body of the burial knife, like a flood.

The body of the burial knife trembled violently, trying to resist.

However, that spiritual power was too huge, and it hit like a tide.

The funeral knife kept retreating, and in the end, his sword intent couldn't resist the other party's powerful spiritual power, and his entire body flew out directly, covered in blood, and his appearance was extremely pale.

On the first day of devouring the Eye Clan, the young man Hitomi Fei hurriedly came over and picked up the burial knife.

This scene made the hearts of the people who devoured the eye clan tremble.

With such a person here, how can this battle be fought?

At this moment, the Devouring Empress and the Three-Eyed Emperor were fighting desperately.

The Devouring Empress looked at the strange man below, her pupils shrank slightly, and she let out a sharp voice: "It's you! It's you!"

She knew this man, and at a very young age, he had led the Three-Eyed people to exterminate the Eye-Eaters.

"Little girl, do you remember me? Yes, yes, hand over your ninth pupil. The strange man no longer looked at Ye Qingyun and the burial knife, in his opinion, these two were both ants, he set his eyes on the body of the devouring empress, and when he saw the ninth pupil in the latter's eyes, his face instantly became cold, and his voice became cold at this moment: "You are very good!"

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